ngs. Brother, why don't you contribute with your own money You like it quite a bit anyway.""Alright, you help me run a trip to the Middle East, and let me take three months off. I'll personally cover...The bodyguards and assassins drew their guns, alertly facing the window. The rest frantically searched for cover, rushing toward the door. Only the woman sat in her seat, unmoving.

Ridiculous, it's so far away. Unless it's a sniper rifle, how could this small pistol be of any use It's just for show.

The sniper across the way has probably left.

The only thought in the woman's mind was

His aim is true.

Such a long distance, with the standardized target still moving, he shot her dead. She rarely met anyone with such accurate marksmanship.

Field was protected by bodyguards, screams in the hall continued unabated. Several bodyguards downstairs heard the commotion and rushed up. The woman stood up, casually smoothed her wrinkled clothes, and slowly left her seat.

After the hall had been thrown into chaos, the gunfire ceased and curtains were drawn, creating a semblance of safety. Casino staff arrived to evacuate the patrons. The woman moved with the crowd towards the exit, jostled by the panicked throng. She suddenly collided with one of Field's bodyguards. With a nimble maneuver, she dodged his grasp. Field instinctively reached out to catch her. Her lithe figure landed in his arms.

Astonishment, just for a moment.

"Excuse me," the woman said with a faint smile, a touch of shyness mixed with a hint of allure. She placed her slender hand on his shoulder and slowly straightened up.

Field smiled, though the situation was fraught with danger. He felt a lightness in his heart. Such beauty was rare to behold. Which man wouldn't be moved He gentlemanly supported the woman, and with a tender smile, said, "Be careful."

She narrowed her eyes, and as she glanced around, a kind of alluring shimmer played in them. Field walked beside her, circling her waist, "Where are you going I'll take you."

The woman shyly said, "I'm here to look for a job."

The bodyguard beside him saw that she was a woman, and a frail one at that. He wasn't paying much attention, his gaze distant as he watched them. Field asked curiously, "Looking for work What kind of work I might be able to help you."

The woman's lips curled into a smile, her crimson nails tracing across his cheek. "You are my work now."

Hand falls, gunfire rises.

Field's chest was pierced at close range by a man with a gun, leaving a gaping hole.

Another wave of chaos erupted, the woman smiled serenely. Before everyone could react, she stepped into the elevator, leaving behind a slender silhouette and a head of cloud-like hair... flowing, wild.

The chaos lasted only a few seconds. The casino personnel immediately sealed off the elevator, which went straight down without stopping. After receiving word of Phil's assassination, the casino's assassins immediately shifted to the elevator entrance, waiting for the woman to come out.

The elevator went straight down without stopping, nothing happened along the way.

However, when the elevator doors opened, there was no one inside.

All the assassins looked at each other...

Thirty minutes later, a woman with her hair tied up walked out of the casino openly, smiling at the London night sky. It was overcast, no moon and no stars. She didn't really like the weather in London.

Too gloomy.

It's a shame, though she dislikes the weather in London, she loves the city itself.

After walking a few steps, a silver sports car stopped in front of her.

He was wearing a linen shirt, the cufflinks of which were antique gold with a purple gemstone in the center. This made the man appear refined and elegant, as if he were a gentleman who had stepped straight out of British high society.

He was strikingly handsome, a word she rarely used to describe men, always feeling that no one deserved it. His eyes were deep and enigmatic, like the London sky, always veiled in a mysterious aura, hypnotic like opium.

A man's brows carried a touch of righteousness, a compelling and unwavering sense of integrity. If you told a judge this was a murderer, the judge wouldn't believe it. He seemed to possess an innate air of heroism and virtue.

Just by looking at his appearance, no one would have thought that such a man who embodies nobility, wisdom, mystery, handsomeness, and righteousness would be the leader of the world's first terrorist organization.

Wu Shuang opened the passenger door and got in without a second thought. Kaka smiled and handed him a thermos filled with sweet and sour orange water. He started the car and quickly drove away from the underground casino.

"How long have you been in there" Kaka asked with a smile.

He waited for her outside, calculating the time carefully. He was well aware of Wushuang's habit of killing without remorse, but he waited an unexpected thirty minutes longer. If he hadn't been so sure that Wushuang couldn't be contained in such a small place, he would have gone in to look for her long ago.

"Bored Let's gamble then." WuShuang leaned back with a smile, taking off her beautiful contact lenses to reveal a pair of purple eyes that shimmered just like Kaka's cufflinks. They were captivating and full of allure.

Kaka's lips twitched slightly upwards, his mood was very pleasant. "Where did you buy this The taste is getting more and more to my liking," Wu Shuang said, raising the glass of orange juice in her hand.

After committing murder, drinking this sour and sweet orange water makes one feel very good.

Ka Ka's eyelids didn't even twitch, "There's only this one shop."

Wu Shuang laughed heartily, leaning closer to him with a tsk-tsk sound, and making room with one hand to push her. “Miss, there might be a car accident.”

"Relax, I trust your skills." Wu Shuang snorted. "I sat on your lap and teased you without any reaction, what's the possibility of a car accident at this level"

"How do you know I didn't react"

"Wu Shuang let out a soft cry, approaching seductively with a flirtatious glance. "Any reaction" she purred. "Or should I try"

"Alright, let's give it a try." Being teased without teasing back wasn't Kaka's style. He also returned a wink to Wu Shuang, full of electricity. If it were any other woman, they would have already been weak in the knees, but there was this particular woman who was particularly resistant.

With a piercing gaze, he said meaningfully, "Don't regret it, Kakka."

She was speaking while reaching for Xiao Kaka with one hand, the car rolling on the road, perfectly expressing his so-called responsiveness and influence, no exaggeration. Kaka stopped Wu Shuang in time, a handsome smile on his face, “Are you scared of me Are you even a woman I can't handle this kind of blessing, are you not afraid your man will be jealous”

"Coward."

Kaka smiled lightly, not out of fear. If it were another woman as stunning as Wu Duo who made such a suggestive advance, she would certainly be incredibly fortunate. However, this was Wu Duo—she was different. She wasn't like other women.nheriting them to his sister instead.Mo Yao also noticed Mo Xiaobai's gaze, staring at Sen Sen's face without moving away. Mo Xiaobai thought, how does this child look a bit familiar, where have I see...