Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Sangbo looked at Dai Xi in horror, with fine cold sweat on his forehead. He tightened the military dagger in his hand, put his cross arm on his chest, and then slowly moved back, trying to open the distance between the two.

He couldn't help but swallow. The beautiful teenage girl in front of him could never be just Feng Yan's lover.

Judging from the two moves they just exchanged, if he hadn't let A Bing walk in front and become his scapegoat, then he would have been dead on the spot at this moment.

This girl's moves are fierce and sharp, and all her moves are killing moves, without any sloppiness. These are definitely fighting skills trained from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and are not comparable to those with fancy fists and embroidered legs.

She is a desperado!

Sangbo had no time to think carefully at this moment whether General Wenbo's intelligence was really wrong or whether it was done deliberately. He quickly judged the situation at hand and came to a conclusion.

He is by no means a match for this young girl. He must find a way to find a chance for himself.

"May I ask your honour, your surname?" Sang Bo spoke cautiously, with a respectful tone, but his eyes were fixed on Dai Xi and he did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Well, your Chinese is not bad." Dai Xi chuckled.

Her smile was charming, as beautiful as a fairy in the dark night.

Dai Xi raised her eyes and looked at Sangbo, who was tense all over. She turned the bloody dagger in her hand and walked slowly towards him.

Every light step under her feet seemed to step on Sangbo's nerves.

Dai Xi opened her red lips and sighed softly, "But you don't deserve to know my name."

Before she finished speaking, she rushed forward and attacked Sang Bo with the dagger in her hand, hitting his vital point directly.

Sangbo quickly raised his arm to block, but was forced to take several steps back by Dai Xi's blow.

Both of them had short blades, and the blades collided with each other, making a harsh scratching sound. Sangbo gasped for air and looked at the girl in shock. The seemingly light blow just now actually made his jaw go numb and almost made him numb. Unable to hold the military dagger in his hand.

"Who the hell are you!" Sangbo growled.

"Haha!" Dai Xi chuckled, the laughter was ethereal and sweet, "Actually, it's not unfair for you to die in my hands. After all, even Feng Yan stole my head."

When Sangbo heard this, the color drained from his face, his eyes widened in horror, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You are...you are, forget...chuan!"

At this moment, Dai Xi launched another attack, and Sangbo responded hastily, unable to withstand the attack.

With the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh, the dagger in Dai Xi's hand also cut Sang Bo's throat. He covered his neck with both hands, but blood spurted out along his fingers.

He fell backwards, coughing out blood, but still looked at the girl in front of him unwillingly.

He couldn't believe it until his death that the girl standing in front of him with a harmless smile was actually "Wangchuan" who topped the world's mercenary list!

"Not too stupid."

Dai Xi looked at Sangbo who had died and took back the dagger.

She stood up slowly. He frowned and glanced at the dazzling red on his arm.

"What bad luck!" she spat.

The night wind blew through the broken hair on her cheeks, and her snow-white ears moved slightly, keenly picking up the sound of very light footsteps.

Are there any fish that have slipped through the net?

She looked around, gathered her breath, and hid in the shadow of the flowers.

Listening to the sound of the footsteps hitting the ground, it was clear that they had undergone rigorous training, more like...regular army?

"Dai Xi?"

Feng Yan shouted tentatively towards the slender shadow in the shadow of the flowers.

The moment he walked into the entrance hall, he smelled the smell of blood in the air. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, pulled out the pistol from his waist, loaded the bullet, and followed the increasingly strong smell of blood to the rooftop.

Even with his prediction, when he saw the tragic scene on the rooftop with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but gasp.

The splattered blood and the corpses lying on the ground silently announced that a brutal fighting had taken place here.

Feng Yan's reason was gradually eroded by the redness all over the floor. His breathing gradually became heavier and his eyes kept searching for the dim rooftop.

It wasn't until his fingers holding the gun trembled slightly that he finally saw a slender shadow deep in the flowers.

"Is that you? Dai Xi." Feng Yan lowered his voice and walked slowly towards the flowers.

When Dai Xi saw that the person coming was Feng Yan, her body froze in place.

How could it be him? !

She looked at the bloody dagger in her hand and the body lying on the ground speechlessly, biting her lip in depression.

what to do! This feast came at the wrong time. How could she explain the scene in front of her?

She looked at the irritable group of Feng Yan approaching slowly, shaking her legs and brainstorming.

What kind of excuse do you have to find to get past it?

He wanted her to rush out crying, pretending to be a weak little white rabbit, saying that these people suddenly went crazy for some reason, and hacked her to death with just a few clicks.

You might as well just walk out carelessly, shake hands with Feng Yan, and say, "Hi, hello, I'm Wangchuan. Look, I killed all these people. I am indeed the best in the world!"

Just when Dai Xi was about to break the jar, Feng Yan's steps forward were suddenly stopped.

He looked at the trembling shadow and said warmly: "Dai Xi, don't be afraid, I am Feng Yan."

I'm afraid of you, you hammer!

Dai Xi held her forehead and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She inserted the bloody dagger in her hand into the flower bed, got up and walked towards Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's fingers holding the gun tightened slightly.

He looked with deep eyes at the girl who slowly walked out of the shadows, and his expression suddenly relaxed.

Fortunately she's fine.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.

"Hiss!" Dai Xi gasped and almost couldn't help but curse.

Damn it, Wuyu fucking opened the door for Wuyu, Wuyu is home!

Feng Yan heard her gasping and quickly let go.

His eyes followed his scarlet palm and looked at Dai Xi's arm.

I saw a wound more than 20 centimeters long on the girl's fair and delicate right arm, with blood pouring out.

"It hurts..." Feng Yan's thin lips opened slightly, but before the words came out, he saw the dark muzzle of the tremblingly raised gun beside the rooftop.

"careful!"

Feng Yan shouted, pushed Dai Xi away, and stood sideways in front of her.

"Bang!" Gunfire sounded.

Feng Yan stiffened, gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan.

He looked towards the rooftop, the muzzle of the gun was gradually turning, and the black eyes under the lenses were scarlet. He quickly raised the gun and fired.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two almost overlapping gunshots sounded at the same time.