Innate Blissful Sacred Body

"How many? Where are they?"

Yuan Bao'er asked.

"One person, we—ah!"

With a scream, the security guard's voice abruptly cut off.

"Little Wang? Little Wang?"

Yuan Bao'er called twice, but there was no response from the other end.

"They really won't stop until I'm dead."

She gritted her teeth.

"As expected."

Liu Zheng remained calm.

Since the other side had arranged for two lines to strike at once, they would naturally have a third line as backup.

Besides, he was the sort who would not rest until he achieved his goal, so he understood the other side quite well.

"Hmph, I was careless earlier. I, Yuan, have been roaming the world for so many years. I'm not that easy to kill."

As she spoke, Yuan Bao'er took two pistols from a drawer.

The two pistols were identical, both with long, narrow barrels and magazines. The words "Type 14" were engraved on one side of each barrel.

Both their shape and paint job gave off a cheap feeling.

But a weapon Yuan Bao'er took out at a time like this would naturally not be as simple as it looked.

"President Yuan, do you have a safe room here?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I do, but..."

Yuan Bao'er hesitated.

"But what?"

"But hiding in the safe room because of one assassin—isn't that too embarrassing?"

Yuan Bao'er said frankly.

"At a time like this, forget about whether it's embarrassing. Not losing your life is what matters most."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

This woman's way of thinking really was different from ordinary people's. No wonder a man like Zhen Xinzai had nearly gotten her killed.

"If you die, Zhen Xinzai will manage your bathhouse, sit in your office, sleep in your safe room, and even imprison your soul so you can watch. That would be