1212 Who is the one dying soon?

"You are so cheeky even though you're soon going to die. What an insolent child!" The man gave an eerie smile, squatted, and slapped his cheek. A bloodthirsty look flashed past his eyes as he sneered. Tilting his head to examine the boy, he asked with creased brows, "Boy, tell me: How do you want to die? I can't think of any interesting way to torture you now, but you are really irritating, so what should I do?"

"He he! Who is about to die soon?" jeered the boy mercilessly, his tender voice ringing with Asura-like premonition.

The man was alarmed at first, but his face quickly turned angry. Lifting up a fist, he was about to teach this boy a lesson!

However, before he could drop his punch on him, his body froze and twitched suddenly.

Without warning, a bloody ring trail spread outward on his chest like blooming petals!

"Umph…"

He seemed to realize that there was something deeply stabbing his chest.

He twitched his eyeballs to look down mechanically and saw that his chest was pierced through with a bullet masked by silencer. Frowning, his body swirled and collapsed to the ground, dead, before he could understand what had happened.

As he fell, Lisa was seen standing ramrod straight behind him. She lifted a leg and kicked him aside after giving the man a sidelong glare.

What a bother.

Mu Yichen was caught by surprise.

The girl before him was only eight or nine years old, yet for reasons unknown, she exuded a deadly aura!

An Asura-like presence.

Others said a girl was like a flower.

If one really had to use a flower to describe her, then she would be a red spider lily!

The flower of the devil's kindness. There was a saying that this flower fell to Hades willingly but was rejected by the demons. Undeterred, she wandered outside the gates of Hades.

The demons felt sorry and agreed to let her bloom along the path of afterlife to provide solace and guidance to the wandering, lost souls.

Beautiful yet lethal!

The boy could only size her up dumbly.

Her profile was beautiful and exquisite—a blend of oriental softness and profound European pedigree. However, her eyes were vacuous, cold, and nocuous. Emotionless, she was like a killing machine created solely for the sake of war!

His gaze followed below and was shocked to see her lean and energetic muscular form.

Although he was well-trained in ambush, he did not detect her presence at all.

How much terrifying and cruel the training she underwent to display such awesome skills?

Quiet and without presence, she was like a phantom.

How on Earth did she conceal her presence to sneak in?

The boy observed the corpse beside her with his face full of wariness. "Who are you?"

The girl gave him an expressionless look as he walked toward him.

"You—"

"Shh…"

Youyou said neutrally, "Brother, she's my personal bodyguard."

Mu Yichen: "…"

Personal bodyguard?!

A girl of eight or nine years old is your personal bodyguard?!

While he was trying to come to terms with this, the girl had already knelt beside him, aimed the gun at the chain on his wrists, and then pulled the trigger.

The chain broke with a ripping sound.

She then broke loose the chain on his feet.

The boy's four limbs were finally freed.

The girl walked to her master's side and bent down.