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Beitiao Zhenwu sat on the leather chair on the desk and closed her eyes as though she was meditating.

An Nuo snorted coldly, she slowly sipped the tea on the table and did not speak anymore.

A few more explosions came from outside the window, along with the scattered sounds of light weapon firing. The Boss Beitiao knew: Kessler's men had already launched an all-out attack.

Kessler, a foreigner, is the "king of war" in northern Europe.

In terms of personal martial arts, as well as strict ninja techniques and fighting training, he had mastered a large portion of the Shan Wang Group's military forces.

Boss Beitiao had a total of six disciples: other than the eldest disciple Qian Chuanxun who died, the second disciple Kessler who rebelled, the fourth disciple Xiangguan Lingnai who was suspected to be a traitor, and the sixth disciple Dragon One.

At this moment and place, there was no one left to rely on. There was no one who could use it … A strong sense of loneliness welled up in Boss Beitiao's heart.

Kessler's commandos had cleared the square of defenders and entered the castle.

From the high window, there weren't many corpses down there.

This Northerner had obviously been planning and managing for a long time. Many of the people within the Shan Wang Group were his henchmen.

Next, Kessler's men began to clear out the rebels layer by layer.

The Dunma in front of the desk looked at Huang Haiyang, his face completely pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.

His identity was "City Business Delegation"

one of them.

He knew that no matter how bloody and cruel the change in power inside the Shan Wang Group was, the new King would not make things difficult for a customer who came from afar.

However, bullets don't have eyes... Huang Haiyang's secretary, An Nuo, was still calm and composed. Her two long legs under her professional skirt were in an exaggerated position, twisting together to prevent herself from being seen through.

Boss Beitiao glared fiercely at An Nuo, but did not say a word.

He knew this woman's secret: her true identity was' pure energy life form '.

Gu Leigeli, like his head disciples Qian Chuanxun (Kua Tai) and Dark Light Gao Xiaowen (Varla), were all Ancient Demons that occupied human shells.

What good ending would come from working with demons?

The sound of a firearm firing rang out again.

This time, it seemed to be a lot closer to the office.

"Kessler's efficiency is not bad. He really deserves to be called the Scandinavian soldier king."

An Nuo nodded in approval, then said to Boss Beitiao: "You trained him very well."

Beitiao Zhenwu did not speak.

Boss Beitiao knew about An Nuo's background and identity, and she hoped that she would help him.

However, if he used her power to free himself, then he would become a puppet again … The only way out now was to go all out.

The sounds of intense shooting could be heard, accompanied by a few miserable shrieks.

Half a minute later, the office door was kicked open. Kessler was covered in blood, holding a shortened M-4 in one hand and a Soul-Stripper in the other.

He walked in with large strides.

Thousand Sunsets and Xiangguan Lingnai followed behind him with hesitation and unease in their eyes.

Soon after, a row of fully armed soldiers rushed in, aiming their automatic weapons at everyone in the office.

"Tactical movements are very standard, well-trained."

An Nuo praised, "He's much stronger than those fellows from Malsena."

"Hello, guild leader."

Kessler smiled mockingly and bowed towards Beitiao Zhenwu. Then, he looked at Huang Haiyang and An Nuo and asked, "A guest?"

"Malsena Business Delegation... "But …"

Huang Haiyang stuttered, his words incoherent.

"It's just an ordinary change of power. It has nothing to do with you."

Kessler nodded.

"You're hurt."

An Nuo asked with a smile.

In fact, An Nuo had always been in the Boss Beitiao's castle, and was in possession of the information and intelligence on the operations of the Kawahara mountain.

"My wounds healed quickly."

Kessler nodded. "The results of genetic modification."

"You are a foreigner. Even if you kill me, you will not be acknowledged by the rest of the Shan Wang Group."

Boss Beitiao looked into Kessler's eyes and reminded him coldly.

"Beitiao Zhenwu, you mentioned your title of president but in reality, you are just a puppet of the eldest disciple, Qian Chuanxun. And Qian Chuanxun, is a demon that has taken over the body of a human. "

Kessler laughed disdainfully, "You are not fit to lead Shan Wang Group."

Beitiao Zhenwu's pupils constricted as she sat blankly behind the desk. It was as if she had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"However, in terms of martial skills and ninja arts, you are still my teacher. I will give you a death without pain. "

Kessler laughed sinisterly as he picked up the "Soul Stripper" with one hand.

It was aimed at Beitiao Zhenwu.

Beitiao Zhenwu knew the power of this weapon and knew that she was no longer in a good situation. She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes, waiting for death.

When a person had a pleasant time, he should think about the potential dangers.

Kessler was pleased with himself. He felt that there was no one else in the castle who could stand up to him.

After getting rid of the Boss Beitiao, the next thing to do was to receive authority, cultivate trusted aides, and purge those who opposed him, just like all the rulers in history.

But this time, he had seriously miscalculated!

, the secretary who was sitting on the sofa, this seemingly harmless woman, suddenly rushed over like lightning. With an exaggerated action, she kicked Kessler's wrist with her high heels.

Kessler quickly changed his moves and dodged the kick. With his other hand, he raised the M-4 and aimed it at An Nuo.

An Nuo's movements were so fast that they were unable to catch. She raised her hand, pushing away the M-4 rod, then using her capturing technique, agilely grabbed onto the "Soul Stripper" in Kessler's hand.

Kessler clenched his teeth, growled, and ferociously smashed his elbow towards An Nuo's temple. This woman's body was as flexible as a skeleton.

Taking it over, Zhang Xuan flipped backward in the air and landed it beside him.

Almost all the light weapon were aimed at An Nuo, but An Nuo was smiling all over, fearless and fearless, as she held the "Soul Ripper".

It was aimed at Kessler.

"Northerners, your weapons can't hurt me, and I can decide your life and death."

An Nuo laughed.

"Just who are you?"

Kessler was appalled. The victory that had been assured had been disrupted by an unexpected foe.

"I am Mr. Huang Haiyang's secretary and bodyguard."

An Nuo was all smiles.

"You are the external help that Beitiao Zhenwu invited?"

Kessler looked incredulous. He felt a twinge of frustration: although this woman's speed and skill were great, she might not be a match for him in a one-on-one fight.

His carelessness had ruined such a good situation?

It was not clear who would win and who would lose.

"Don't misunderstand, we are just outsiders."

An Nuo laughed: "Since Boss Beitiao is also your teacher, you should give him a fair duel. Life and death, honor and disgrace, both should be decided by fate."

"Which side are you on?"

Kessler's eyes narrowed.

"The winner's side."

An Nuo's tone was extremely certain.