The taxi was hidden under a tree, as if rging with the night.
A figure ca from the roadside, looking around for a while before opening the car door and getting in, ensuring no one was following.
The cabin was filled with the sll of smoke.
Qin Hao extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray. "You took the ti of two cigarettes."
Vini Jones looked slightly pale. "I made a mistake."
Qin Hao looked at the injury on her neck, already understanding what had happened.
He asked, "That guy, more formidable than expected, right?"
"Yes." Despite feeling very uncomfortable, Vini Jones nodded in acknowledgnt. "His strength, even in Europe, is at the Celestial King level."
The so-called Celestial King is a leader-level existence in Europe, equivalent to the Grandmaster level dostically.
"Oh." Qin Hao nodded. Experts erging from the military would hardly be lacking in skills.
"Then, our mission..." Qin Hao slowly began, but Vini Jones interrupted with a pale face, "Please give another chance. Next ti, I’ll definitely kill him!"
"No." Qin Hao decisively refused.
Vini Jones’ face turned even paler. She bit her lip hard, her expression filled with the look of soone crushed by a blow.
Qin Hao suddenly laughed. "What are you thinking? It’s not that I don’t trust you. Plus, I’m sure that if you prepare fully next ti, that guy won’t escape from your grasp."
"Then why won’t you let make a move..." Vini Jones asked with confusion in her expression.
Qin Hao smiled tenderly. "Because, after all, you are my servant. Now that he’s hurt you, how could I, as the master, remain indifferent?"
"You want to handle it personally?" Vini Jones’ eyes widened in a bit of surprise.
Qin Hao smiled without speaking, but his expression was unmistakable.
Yes, the Night Emperor is going to make a move.
"I..." Vini Jones didn’t know what to say.
In her original conception,
The Night Emperor was a brutal, ruthless, cold, and hateful villain.
Now she found out that this villain also had a gentle, handso side.
At that mont, warmth rippled through Vini Jones’ heart.
She murmured softly, "You really don’t have to..."
"No." Qin Hao beca serious again, his eyes gleaming brightly. "I am an extrely protective person. You are my servant, so I have the responsibility to shield you. Rember, if you’re ever bullied in the future, tell , and I’ll avenge you."
"Night Emperor..." Vini Jones isn’t an emotional person, but her eyes already had traces of tears.
She was born into a European royal family where familial love didn’t exist.
In the eyes of outsiders, she was radiant, with a distinguished background.
But in her heart, what is called a royal family is just a bunch of selfish and hypocritical pitiful people.
She couldn’t go on living in such a love-less environnt and chose to leave royalty, venturing alone in the Dark World.
Because of this, she especially yearned for genuine emotional connections.
Be it friendship, family, or love.
Once discovered, she would treat it emotionally.
"Silly girl, what’s there to cry about?"
Qin Hao’s face was full of pity. He slowly reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away Vini Jones’ tears, then said, "Alright, Little Wen Ni, since you have nothing to do these days, do a task for ."
"What task?" Vini Jones asked, putting away her uneasiness.
"Fenglin Group is run by my wife. I need you to protect them." Qin Hao took out a note and wrote down a line: "This is the address and also my introduction letter. Take it with you when the ti cos, and they will receive you."
Vini Jones took the note in a daze, still puzzled.
This guy, actually wants to protect others?
Is he taking for a bodyguard?
Is he out of his mind!
Asking to kill is okay, but protect the girls?
How can that work!
"Night... Master..." Vini Jones spoke with so displeasure. "I can’t do it..."
"You have to do it anyhow." Qin Hao’s face turned strict.
Vini Jones imdiately replied, "Then I’ll defend the lives of the three mistresses with my life!"
She suddenly realized.
Although Qin Hao is despicable.
He seems to possess a peculiar charm.
Pain suddenly struck from the neck, and Vini Jones couldn’t help but gasp.
Qin Hao looked at the clear fingerprints, frowning. "This guy’s Inner Strength is so powerful!"
At this mont, the handprint on Vini Jones’ elegant neck had gradually turned purple, and the color was deepening.
"Your Huaxia’s Inner Strength is truly amazing." Vini Jones was breathing sowhat heavily. "I feel like sothing is choking my neck, it hurts..."
"Let heal you."
Qin Hao reached out his hand solemnly, with one hand pointing above the handprint.
Vini Jones initially thought Qin Hao intended to take advantage again, but unexpectedly, he genuinely wanted to help.
This was sowhat surprising.
The places Qin Hao’s fingers touched felt warm, and the pain eased a bit.
Qin Hao’s face was serious, and his fingers began tapping in succession, sealing around the purple handprint.
After completing all this, the pain in Vini Jones’ neck disappeared. The purple handprint also slowly faded.
"He used Inner Strength to block your blood vessels, so the handprint deepened. If treated improperly, you could have died from internal bleeding."
Qin Hao explained gently.
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