Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

People who were alive an hour ago were currently different.    

Wang Yue clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth: "Immediately stop everyone, capture the killer."    

All the Criminal Investigation Department members of the Municipal Bureau started to move out. Wang Yue looked at Yang Ping with a cold face and said with a bitter smile: "I'm sorry, I thought …"    

Yang Ping waved her hands and lightly said: "You don't need to apologize to me. If apologizing is useful, then there won't be so many tragic events in the world. Dragon God Believer, pay more attention. They were inhumane, and there was a good chance that there would be another murder. Also, if possible, great shock will appear on the Dragon God Competition this year. "    

Wang Yue wanted to say something but hesitated. Yang Ping had already left and walked out of the city.    

Gritting her teeth, Wang Yue dialed the Director Hee's number.    

It was already 12 in the morning when he left the city's police station.    

Instead of continuing to rest in the hotel, Yang Ping went to the hotel and spent a hundred yuan to find Xin's address. Under normal circumstances, Miss's whereabouts would be under control. She would not be allowed to go out for private activities and would need to take a leave of absence when she returned home.    

Xin's address was at the back of the inn, in a three-storey house.    

The courtyard was filled with smoke and overgrown weeds. There was a hidden cement road in the grass, and the houses were dark. Because of the passage of time, the walls had many cracks on them. The cracks were calcified and covered with moss. In the dark night, the occasional sound of crickets could be heard. The courtyard seemed extremely quiet.    

All three floors of the house were reserved by the owner of the inn. When they were in the process of being captured, the owner escaped with the money. Da Niu, the big hand, was probably in the house as well. When he reached the first floor, he heard the sound of a bath. Da Niu was singing a carefree song and did not take the police seriously. In the past two years, the inn would occasionally be cleaned, but people would usually report it, so it was not a big deal. Even if something went wrong, it would be ready to go into business in a short amount of time. (TL: OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG    

With a market, there would be a steady stream of people wanting to make money. Da Niu received a commission; his monthly income was over 10,000 yuan. Sometimes the women bribed him with their bodies to go home. Da Niu had played with many women before, but he still liked Lu Pingyan the most.    

Lu Pingyan's technique was very good. Not only was she young, she also worked hard.    

It was a pity that they had sealed off Lu Pingyan's information. She seemed to have offended some big shot, and even the boss kept her mouth shut, not allowing her to say anything related to Lu Pingyan. Da Niu thought about when he would be able to enjoy Lu Pingyan again and the door opened.    

Jiyaaa!    

Da Niu stuck out his head. When he saw the door open, he muttered, "What the hell is this? You want to scare me? I'm not scared!" Wearing a towel, he prepared to close the door.    

Bang!    

The door suddenly closed, revealing a black shadow behind it. His face was covered, but his eyes were like those of a demon's, causing Da Niu to tremble with fear. He wanted to scream out loud, but when he saw the spear in the black figure's hand, he was paralyzed on the spot. He crossed his arms, but had never seen a gun before. He begged for mercy, "Big brother, the money is by the bedside. Take as much as you want."    

The black shadow said coldly, "Where's your boss?"    

Da Niu exclaimed, "I don't know."    

Puff!    

The bullet struck Da Niu's knee. The black killer then asked, "Where is he?"    

Da Niu screamed and wailed, "I really don't know …" Please don't kill me. "    

The assassin said coldly, "Since it is useless, you can die now."    

Da Niu was terrified. A thought flashed through his mind and he said, "I know where he's going. The boss had a mistress, a student. He went back to her every week. "I'll take you, don't kill me …"    

The shadow stared into Da Niu's eyes. He put away his gun and dragged him outside just in time to see someone standing at the door.    

Their eyes met.    

Yang Ping grinned and laughed: "You are indeed here."    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

The black killer responded to Yang Ping with three shots. The black killer raised his hands and shot, his movements were as sharp as a god's spear, each shot aimed at Yang Ping's vitals. When he shot, he moved backwards, smashing the window glass and disappeared from the room.    

Da Niu held his heart and looked at Yang Ping pitifully, her face showing a pleading look.    

Yang Ping frowned. She really wanted to chase after him, but saving a person's life was better than building a seven-levelled pagoda. She sighed and helped Da Niu stop the bleeding. The killer was very cruel, he was obviously a professional killer. He wanted to kill Da Niu before he left to silence him, but he had met Yang Ping instead.    

Yang Ping used Five Elements Acupuncture to stop Da Niu's wound and stimulate his body's vitality. She called for help and said: "Hang on, the ambulance is here soon. "What did the killer just ask you?"    

Da Niu coughed and looked at Yang Ping gratefully, as if he recognized him. He shouted, "Brother, I know you. You're the one who came to look for Miss at night, right? "    

Yang Ping's face darkened. Your sister, are you saying those words of thanks?    

Da Niu saw that his savior's expression wasn't right, and hastily said, "The killer was looking for my boss. I was going to lead the way, but coincidentally met you. Thank you, brother. "I have lived my life beyond belief, but I do know how to repay kindness. One day, if you want to find a pure female student, come find me. I promise you that you will be satisfied."    

Yang Ping said snappily: "Where is your boss?"    

Da Niu gave him an address, and Yang Ping prepared to leave. She wanted to find the killer before it was destroyed. Originally, Lu Pingyan's jump wasn't a big deal, but since it involved the Dragon God Believer, there must be a secret inside.    

"Bro, look for the little miss. Remember to look for me, Da Niu."    

Yang Pinggang was about to leave when she heard Da Niu's shout. She staggered and cursed inwardly: "You don't have good eyesight.    

Feng Qi Xin Du.    

This was where the innkeeper kept his lovers. Nineteen houses, one unit, 902.    

When Yang Ping arrived at the 902 door, she heard the screams from inside, and then, very quickly, there were no sounds at all. He was shocked. She knocked the door open and saw the assassin run towards the window. He narrowed her eyes and said: "A man from heaven."    

The assassin stopped in his tracks, turned around, and coldly looked at Yang Ping, his voice hoarse. "Who are you?"    

After encountering Yang Ping over and over again, the assassin did not want to cause trouble, afraid that there would be problems, but when Yang Ping revealed her identity, her killing intent surged, like a poisonous snake staring at Yang Ping, she raised her wrist and shot at him. The shots were secretive, fast, and accurate.    

Yang Ping sneered, she dodged and grabbed the high heels from the door, shooting towards the killer.    

The killer smiled disdainfully. A pair of high-heeled shoes actually wanted to interfere with my shooting. He was overestimating himself. Ignoring the attack from the high heels, the assassin aimed at Yang Ping's forehead, wanting to finish him off with one shot. But soon, the killer's expression changed and he hastily rolled to the side, avoiding the high speed flying heels.    

Clang!    

His high heels had pierced the glass, leaving a print on the glass instead of shattering the window. The assassin broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the shoe prints, thinking that with his terrifying power, he finally looked at Yang Ping, and shot towards the door with all his might.    

Yang Ping hid behind the back door to avoid the bullets.    

The hitman revealed a sinister smile, turned and jumped out the window. Yang Ping wanted to chase up to him but she had a grenade under her feet.    

Boom!    

The safety door exploded and fell to the ground.    

A ball of flame spurted out, leaving a huge hole in the wall.    

The assassin jumped out of the window and descended from the sky. The distance to the ninth floor was not considered death to him, and as he descended, the assassin's body suddenly stopped, forcefully grabbing onto the window sill of the fourth floor. His body hung in the air, swaying into the fourth floor's apartment building, disturbing the owner of the apartment.    

A man walked out of the room. When he saw the shadow, he said angrily, "What are you doing?"    

Bang!    

A shot was fired at the man, and the killer opened the door and left, taking off his clothes and turning into an ordinary person, though his hat was kept down and he went down the stairs.    

A powerful killer must know to retreat. He knew that Yang Ping was not to be trifled with, so he avoided fighting with him as much as possible. However, even if the hand grenade didn't kill Yang Ping, it would still heavily injure him and cause him to lose the ability to track him. His current goal had already been accomplished, but he was not planning on leaving the Dragon City. She held her shoulders, her eyes filled with a sinister light. In the police station, Wang Yue had hit him on the shoulder and the assassin was holding a grudge. She decided to take revenge on Wang Yue before she left.    

At the entrance to the district.    

The killer got into a taxi and said coldly, "Drive."    

"..."    

After Wang Yue interrogated the reporter and the police officer, she did not get any useful information. The reporter and the two policemen kept the same statement. They were just carrying out their duties and doing nothing. She refused to acknowledge the fact that Xin had been murdered as well as other matters. She did not mention anything about the Dragon God Believer, but chose to report it to the higher ups, waiting for further orders.    

The Director Hee reported the news of the Municipal Government overnight. That night, Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong had closed the door and met with the standing committee to discuss the Dragon God's Demon Sect. The Dragon God Competition was the busiest festival in the year. Dragon City, as a tourist city, used Dragon God Competition as a reasonable way to publicize soft power.    

Municipal Government highly values Dragon God's Day, and no external forces are allowed to carry out sabotage activities.    

Before receiving any orders, Director Hee told Wang Yue to go back and rest. There would be further instructions tomorrow. Wang Yue tried to interrogate him a few times, but to no avail. No matter how she tried to coerce and tempt her, she kept silent and clamored to find a lawyer.    

Furthermore, Wang Yue had received more than ten phone calls to protect these three people. It seemed that the relationship between the reporters and the two policemen was very strong. Normally, the players in the system would stamp their feet, but at this moment, they were all trying to protect the three of them. No matter how foolish Wang Yue was, he knew that something was off.    

Yang Ping had previously said that she didn't know about the Dragon God Believer, but after checking online, she realized that the Dragon God Cult really did exist. However, the official organization mentioned above was a certified civilian association. The aim of the association was to help the poor. The association would contribute one million yuan per year to alleviate poverty. The municipal government also praised him for this.    

Rubbing her head, Wang Yue could not find any clues, so she turned off the light and left the office.    

At the entrance of the city's police station.    

Wang Yue thought that she should still be working overtime. She considered whether he should tell her about Yang Ping finding Miss, but nevermind, if Zhu Xi knew about Yang Ping's shameful deeds, she would definitely fly into a rage. The two of them were in a stalemate, unable to be provoked.    

Zhu Xi looked very cold on the surface, as she could not bear to see Yang Ping like this. But as her best friend, Wang Yue was very clear that Zhu Xi actually had Yang Ping in his heart, it was just that she did not say it out loud. Although Zhu Xi would not express the love in his heart, it did not mean that others would not see through it.    

Wang Yue had seen Zhu Xi secretly learning culinary arts in the kitchen, if it wasn't because of her thoughts about Yang Ping, she wouldn't even know how to learn.    

Wang Yue got into the Santana and was about to start it up when she suddenly felt a murderous intent. Through the rearview mirror, she saw a pair of cold eyes and a pitch black gun muzzle.