"Boss, this isn’t looking good. It seems they have another expert!" Seeing their opponents remain completely calm as they called for yet more backup, Wang ng and Mrs. Xue exchanged a glance. Their initial excitent vanished, replaced by a grim expression.
The two of them looked at Lin Fan, their faces a mixture of shock and uncertainty.
"What’s the panic? Don’t you believe I can make that assassin surrender ekly?" The corner of Lin Fan’s mouth twitched in exasperation.
I already ordered that no mber of Human Tower is to accept assassination jobs casually. This Wu Miaomiao has so serious nerve, leaving Sha Country to co all the way to Haicheng to try and kill her own boss?
"Uh..." Wang ng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Mrs. Xue was stunned, sharing a speechless look with Yuan Youwei. They knew Lin Fan’s skills were heaven-defying, but how could he still be boasting at a critical mont like this? Does he really think he’s so funny?
CLANG, CLANG!
In the next mont, a tall, voluptuous, and seductive figure erged from a dimly lit corner. Fishnet stockings tightly hugged her long, snow-white legs, topped by a black, ultra-short leather skirt. Her slender waist, delicate as a willow branch, swayed gently. A navel-baring, sleeveless white crop top outlined the enticing curves of her full chest. Her captivating face, adorned with deep purple eyeshadow, was utterly bewitching, like a cold and stunning demoness from legend.
Lei Lang and Lei Bao, who were gritting their teeth through the pain, found their eyes glued to her, their gazes growing hotter by the second. Wang ng’s eyes were wide, his focus locked entirely on the woman. Even Mrs. Xue and Yuan Youwei were mysteriously enchanted, their breathing growing ragged and hot.
"I like to perform a dance of death before I kill," the newcor said, clearly enjoying the crowd’s attention. She casually placed the boombox she was carrying at her feet. Then, with a firm grip, she took a thick, two-ter-long silver-white pole and slamd it down hard. With a dull thud, the pole plunged deep into the hard floor tiles as if it were a knife slicing through tofu!
"Subli, truly subli! No wonder she’s ranked among the top ten super experts on the Xia Country assassin leaderboard!" Ah Lu saw Lin Fan’s expression flicker from its previous nonchalance. Thinking he had intimidated him, Ah Lu couldn’t help but start clapping. "Young Master, to have Miss Ye Ying perform for you before you die... you’re quite fortunate in love!"
"...Do you always perform this little routine on your jobs?" Lin Fan asked, ignoring Ah Lu’s sarcasm. He frowned at Wu Miaomiao, who was now pole dancing with vigor, causing his face to turn green. Under the powerful bass of the boombox, she leaped and spun with agile grace, her every move exuding a sultry charm.
Lin Fan was beginning to suspect sothing. Is this woman deliberately trying to show off her dancing skills in front of ?
"Hmph, those other targets aren’t worth my effort," Wu Miaomiao said as she danced energetically, all while throwing flirtatious glances at Lin Fan. Her delicate voice held no trace of hostility; it was clear she was being coquettish!
"This... this..." Yuan Youwei, who had been tense just a mont ago, exchanged a puzzled look with Mrs. Xue and Wang ng. The three of them began to catch on, their expressions turning peculiar.
This eccentric Pole Dance Assassin... seed like a lunatic. The more they watched, the less it looked like she was here to kill Lin Fan and more like she was here to reward him!
"Miss Zi Ying, our ti is limited! Please make your move before any complications arise!" Ah Lu and his n had also noticed sothing was amiss. Ah Lu’s expression shifted rapidly before he forced a stiff smile and urged her on in a low voice.
However, the female assassin twisting on the pole paid him no mind at all. Instead, she danced with even more gusto, causing everyone present to blush and feel a wave of heat wash over them.
"...Did you major in a Charm Skill?" Lin Fan also noticed the strange sensation in his body. He silently circulated his internal energy, dispelling the feeling entirely. Frowning at Wu Miaomiao, he shook his head. "If you keep writhing around like that, you can forget about getting any Serenity Powder next year."
"No, please don’t!"
THUD!
Wu Miaomiao abruptly stopped her dance and slid down the pole. She looked at Lin Fan with a pitiful expression, shaking her head desperately. "Young Master, I was just trying to leave a deep impression on you. If you don’t like it, I... I’ll only dance for you in secret from now on..."
"Just speak properly! Who said I wanted to watch you pole dance?" Lin Fan was so irritated he could barely breathe. He shot Wu Miaomiao a fierce glare. As expected, he felt three peculiar gazes on his back, sharp and unnerving. Lin Fan tensed up, utterly speechless.
"Wait a second, Miss Zi Ying... what do you an by that? Do you know this person?"
In an instant, Ah Lu’s smile froze on his face. His eyes bulged as if he had just seen a ghost. Lei Lang and Lei Bao, who were clutching their chests as they struggled to their feet, were completely dumbfounded.
No way... It can’t be, right? The super-assassin the Ying family had hired for a fortune... was also one of Lin Fan’s followers?
GASP!
The realization hit them all at once. The three n stared at each other, their scalps tingling with sheer terror. They had been so sure of their victory, certain they could eliminate Lin Fan and his group. Who would have thought they had lifted a rock only to drop it on their own feet!
"Speaking of which, I should thank you for reimbursing my round-trip plane ticket," Wu Miaomiao said with a radiant smile, nodding as she stood amidst the sea of stunned gazes. "I saw the assassination mission you posted on the industry forum. The location was Haicheng in Xia Country, and I imdiately suspected the target might be my Young Master. After all, who else in all of Haicheng is worth a bounty of hundreds of millions?"
She turned to Lin Fan and blinked at him repeatedly, her expression smugly saying, "Aren’t I smart? Praise !"
"Why aren’t you with Master Feng and the others in Sha Country? What are you doing running around?" Lin Fan asked, his voice low. He t her expectant, beautiful eyes and had to actively suppress the urge to discipline her.
"Young Master, everything’s already taken care of over there, and I was bored... Besides, wouldn’t it be more dangerous if soone else accepted your bounty?" Wu Miaomiao sidled up to Lin Fan pitifully, looping her arm through his and unabashedly pressing it against her chest. "I did all this for your own good!"
"Let go of ! And stand up straight!" Lin Fan felt like his head was about to explode. As good as it felt, he had to quickly pull his arm from her soft embrace.
"Who is she?" As expected, Yuan Youwei stepped forward. She wore a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, but her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice, filled with deep resentnt.
"Miss, haven’t you figured it out yet? He’s a philandering scoundrel! He looks honest on the surface, but he’s secretly fooling around behind your back!" Mrs. Xue snapped, rolling her eyes in fury.
Only Wang ng was secretly impressed, giving Lin Fan a ntal thumbs-up.
"If I told you this is only the second ti I’ve ever t her... would you believe ?" Lin Fan said through a darkened face, enunciating every word. It had to be said, a proactive woman could be the death of a man! Especially a beautiful and seductive one like this!
Seeing Yuan Youwei’s disappointed smile, Mrs. Xue’s continued eye-rolling, and Wang ng’s look of sheer adoration, Lin Fan sighed. He was too tired to explain. He just tilted his head toward the foolishly giggling Wu Miaomiao. "Go get those three."
"As you command!" Wu Miaomiao nodded obediently. In a few steps, she stood before Ah Lu and his cronies, who were trying to sneak away.
Ah Lu’s steps froze, his face turning ugly. "Young Master, I advise you to think carefully. If you dare to touch , you will be openly declaring war on my mistress!"
Lei Lang and Lei Bao stood beside him, tense and apprehensive, all their previous arrogance gone.
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