Evil Chief's Personal Sweetheart

Her steps paused for a moment, and when she looked back, all she saw was a spark of silence in the darkness.

Turning around, without any hesitation, she couldn't waste that bodyguard's life to block the enemy for her, to guide the loyalty of the road, even if that loyalty wasn't directed towards her.

Darkness flashed before his eyes, and the thick smoke and smell of blood echoed in the air.

Her hand caressed a sharp steel pipe. She held the steel pipe in her hand and walked forward while leaning forward.

The sound of light footsteps fell on Clove's ears. She stopped and stood sideways in the shadows.

The three of them walked not far from her, vigilantly sweeping their eyes over their surroundings. The guns in their hands were pointed at them, and a trace of white smoke was emitting from them.

One of them fell behind, putting some distance between him and the other two.

"You guys go first, I'll be more convenient."

After that person said this, the two people in front of them did not stop and continued moving forward. There was an astronomical amount of reward for killing or capturing Oni, and everyone was looking forward to it.

The people who were left behind opened their pants to ease up the situation.

Clove raised the steel pipe in her hand and slammed it heavily onto the back of the man's head. The man fell down, and Clove quickly stuffed a rag into the man's mouth and tied it tightly with a piece of cloth. He took off the man's coat, put it on, tied his hands and feet, and threw them in a dark corner, covering the man with sundries.

She didn't want to hurt him, she just knocked him out.

Dressed in the other party's clothes, he disguised himself as the other party and followed behind the other two. As expected, he managed to get away.

In the darkness of the night, the goods were piled high in a warehouse. Many goods were piled up there, so no one noticed that the lilac was not theirs.

The two people in front, one of them slowed down. "Do you see any trace of Oni?"

Clove didn't answer, instead, she approached the man. The man turned around, his eyes wide open, and his body collapsed onto the ground. The steel pipe in Clove's hand struck the back of the man's head heavily. She put her hand on his body and moved it to the corner. Then she bent over and quickly sealed his mouth, tied his hands and feet up and stuffed them into the goods.

"Where the hell are they?"

The person at the front turned his head and asked, "Follow up, where did Old Saber go?"

The lilac quickly approached.

"You, who are you?"

There was no answer, only the stabbing of the steel pipe. The man felt a pain under his ribs, and a faint dull gunshot rang out from Clove's hand.

With such a short distance between them, there was no need to aim directly at the other party's throat. There was no room for hesitation. A little hesitation at this moment would put her in a desperate situation and make her the prey she had been captured and killed.

The man fell silent, and Clove quickly dragged him into the shadows to deal with him.

It wasn't until she was done with it that her hands began to tremble.

Killing. This was her first time killing, and her hands were finally stained with blood.

All of a sudden, she remembered Oni's words. If she was an angel, an angel who had fallen into the mortal world, an angel whose white feathers had been stained black by the mortal world, she would never be able to return to heaven.

Although this choice wasn't what she wanted, she had no other choice.

Once again, she threw herself into the darkness, because she was wearing her opponent's clothes and had avoided many dangers.

Since she was a child, she had never been a weak woman. Even after work, she had never given up on practicing martial arts. In addition to her work with Tai Chi Group, she had two other jobs, one being translation, which she did for some places where she needed it.

There was also an occasional job, which was to be a temporary coach and sparring partner in the dojo.

That job was not certain, and the dojo's business was relatively quiet now. Most of the time, she would take on the job of a training partner, the punching bag for the rich, the role of a human body.

The dojo didn't have much work to do and the reward was very generous. She would never worry about not having a job for a beautiful sandbag.

After many years of practicing martial arts, the price of being a human sandbag was that she would sometimes pull someone to be her temporary bodyguard and hone her skills. It was just that she was usually extremely well-hidden and would never reveal them.

In Tai Chi Group, she was just a clerk, the CEO's personal secretary's assistant, a weak little woman.

At this moment, all the cells in her body were mobilized. In order to escape and avoid being hunted down in the dark night, she used a sneak attack to defeat the enemies and opened up a path to find Oni.

The cold muzzle of the gun rested on Clove's temple.

Clove's body shuddered, wanting to look back.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if you make a sound."

"Boss, if we catch a live one, maybe he can tell us something."

"Bring them here."

A deep and melodious voice rang out from not far behind Clove.

"Oni …"

She was too familiar with that voice, so she did not need to turn around to look. The voice that she used countless times every day as a confession was definitely the voice of a perverted viridescent wolf.

She felt touched. Just now, to protect her, Oni had used his body to block the bullet and been hit by it. She wondered how bad his injuries were.

"Angel?"

There was a flash in Oni's eyes, and lilac looked back. In the dim light, her pretty face was reflected in Oni's eyes.

Oni's men retracted their pistols. "Where are your protectors?"

Clove did not answer, and Oni's men did not ask.

"Come here."

Aune reached out his hand, and Clove quickly walked in front of him and took his hand. "Aune, how are your injuries?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Let me see."

Lilac could see that Oni's face was pale and his silver-gray suit was soaked in blood.

She reached for Oni's suit.

"I don't have to be jealous this time, because I can enjoy you personally dressing my wounds. But I don't have time right now, so when we go out, I really want to have the chance and time to spend the night by my side, okay?"

Clove nodded vigorously, unable to say anything.

In the past, she had always ignored Oni's words. But now, she understood that Oni's heart was perhaps not as hypocritical as she had imagined. Oni had used his body to block the bullet for her, which was why he suffered such a serious injury.

"Let's go, we don't have time to waste."

Oni got up. There were only a few bodyguards left. Originally, there were more than 20 people with him, but now there were only a few left.

No one made a sound, and the bodyguards quickly ran to the front to clear the way. Oni gripped his gun tightly and walked forward quickly.

Despair filled everyone's heart in the dark night. Oni had never been so close to death. He was surrounded by enemies. He could not kill them, nor could he escape them.

One by one, those around him collapsed, leaving only four people by his side.

Oni stopped and looked at the four remaining people. He knew that he would probably never get out of here.

"The two of you, stay behind and protect her. I hope that the next time we meet, you can agree to my proposal. Because my heart is sincere to you, only to you!"