Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 448: Chapter 446: The Fall of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group (3rd Update)

After hanging up the phone with Tie Niu, Lu Tianxing’s face showed a faint smile. Although Tie Niu had never spoken words of concern or even asked about his injuries, Lu Tianxing found nothing odd about it. He and Tie Niu were brothers who had been through life and death together, having covered for each other on several occasions to escape danger. For brothers like them, words of concern were unnecessary; knowing that the other had your back was enough.

”What’s wrong, who called you?”

Bai Zhiqing looked curiously at Lu Tianxing. He hadn’t tried to hide the phone conversation from her, and the voice on the other end was so loud that she couldn’t help but hear it.

”It was my brother,” Lu Tianxing replied candidly.

”Your brother?”

Bai Zhiqing was startled, ”Are you talking about the person who helped us escape from the assassins on the cross-river bridge?”

”Not him, another one. I’ll introduce them to you when I get the chance,” Lu Tianxing said with a smile.

”Really?”

Bai Zhiqing’s eyes brightened, filled with anticipation. Lu Tianxing introducing his brothers to her surely meant that he was gradually starting to see her as his wife.

”Of course, why would I lie to you?”

Lu Tianxing held Bai Zhiqing, sensing the surprise in her eyes.

Bai Zhiqing didn’t speak, not minding the strong smell of blood on Lu Tianxing; instead, she clung tightly to his waist, afraid that Lu Tianxing would leave her.

In that moment, their hearts seemed to draw closer, their feelings slowly fermenting through this crisis, just waiting for the day to blossom.

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As news of the battle at Sining Cemetery spread, a Mythical Level Martial Artist was killed in Modu—a shocking occurrence where he was brutally slain at Sining Cemetery. The news hit like a supernova, leaving everyone dazed and feeling a chill down their spines. It had been many years since a Mythical Level Martial Artist had been killed.

It is almost harder than reaching the heavens to kill a Mythical Level Martial Artist, which is why there is a saying, ”Not entering the Mythical Realm means remaining as mere ants.” It’s not just about the gap between the Mythical and Heavenly Realms; it’s virtually impossible to kill a Mythical Level Martial Artist, even one of the same rank can hardly be killed. Yet, now a Mythical Level Martial Artist had died in Modu, falling within just a few minutes.

This news, like a gale sweeping away leaves, shook all of Modu, silencing all Martial Artists and prompting them to leave Modu. Who knew if the killer would unleash another bloodbath?

Although this news spread through Modu, it was quickly suppressed, and even the news about Lu Tianxing and Bai Zhiqing was contained. Apart from a few insiders, hardly anyone knew that Ye Lang had died at the hands of Lu Tianxing.

Amidst the shock in Modu, the truly shocking news was the re-emergence of the Netherworld Mercenary Corps, a new force that had lain dormant for over a year. They revealed their bloodthirsty fangs once again when they unhesitatingly sent a Judge’s Mark to the headquarters of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group.

That very night, headed by Little Bee and Mandala, the Netherworld Mercenary Corps stormed the headquarters of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group, annihilating it completely. All elite members were wiped out, leaving only a few insignificant figures.

The headquarters of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group was ultimately reduced to rubble under the impact of several rocket missiles.

After destroying the Night Wolf Mercenary Group, the Netherworld Mercenary Corps boldly issued a bounty for the extermination of all remaining elite members of the Night Wolf, intent on erasing them from existence.

The bloodthirsty and domineering style of the Netherworld Mercenary Corps terrified everyone. Forces that had once crossed paths with them now went into hiding, not even daring to breathe too heavily, fearful of drawing their attention.

If even the Night Wolf Mercenary Corps had been obliterated, these small fries stood no chance.

Meanwhile, the news that Ye Lang and his elite members had ultimately perished in China spread throughout the entire Underworld, causing every assassin and mercenary with a mission in China to shudder with fear, immediately abandoning their assignments. Money was important, but life was more so; if even Ye Lang, a mythic strongman, had died, their going was akin to courting death.