Urban Ace Bodyguard

"I've already taken on Ouyang Xiaoya's job in the Black Restricted Zone. With the reputation of 'King Yan', it's enough to scare off the vast majority of assassins, but I can't rule out the possibility that some top assassins with formidable strength, who yearn for fame and fortune, might deliberately come looking for trouble."

Lin Hai thought to himself, yet his actions never ceased. Within a dozen breaths, he had already surveyed most of the villa. After double-checking and validating everything, he once again concealed himself and continued to search for traces of his opponent.

Three minutes later, Lin Hai pinpointed the other party's location in a room on the second floor of the villa.

"Pretty well hidden, too bad you've met me, King of Soldiers."

In Ouyang Xiaoya's room, a black man was hiding behind the door. Although his build was incredibly robust, he lurked at an eerie angle, an existence that ordinary people would automatically overlook even while sitting in the room.

Lin Hai walked up to the second floor, a cigarette dangled from his mouth, exuding a languid air and humming an unknown tune.

"The girls outside are so pretty, with two bombs hanging over their chests; the more I look, the more I want to see... yi er yi er yo."

Undisguised, and even deliberately loud footsteps, coupled with the hooligan's tune that would surely be despised by countless decent women, carefree demeanour, made it difficult for the assassin lying in wait behind the door not to notice him.

"A suicide mission? The information suggests that Ouyang Xiaoya is aloof. How come there's a man in her house?" As the assassin pondered, Lin Hai's voice rang out again.

"Hey, wife? Wife, I'm starving to death, where did you go? Are you hiding in your room again? Oh, don't be mad at me." Lin Hai's frivolous tone stunned the assassin by the door.

What? Ouyang Xiaoya actually has a husband? That's not what the information said.

Furthermore, listening to that sleazy song, such a frivolous voice, and those listless footsteps, he's clearly a good-for-nothing weakling. How could Ouyang Xiaoya, a CEO like her, have such an unworthy husband?

Before the assassin had time to wrap his head around it, Lin Hai brazenly pushed open the door to Ouyang Xiaoya's room, shouting, "My dear wife Ouyang? Where are you? Stop playing hide and seek."

The force with which he pushed the door was a bit much; it slammed with a loud bang. Even with the assassin's quick reflexes, his ankle was still hit.

"Damned Huaxia man, I'll finish you off too, later." The assassin saw the disheveled, scruffy Lin Hai, taking deep drags on his cigarette, with a languid and depraved air, and thought resentfully.

At that moment, Ouyang Xiaoya seemed not to have returned home yet. Lin Hai, upon entering the room, finally relaxed completely, because there was no scent of blood in the entire room, and the assassin stayed hidden and motionless, which meant he hadn't succeeded.

Currently, the most important thing was to get rid of the assassin first, and then act as if nothing had happened, so that when Ouyang Xiaoya returned, she would notice nothing.

"This door is pretty solid." Lin Hai pretended to be foolish, looked at the door, and threw himself at it again with force. Bang! The assassin felt severe pain all over his body for the second time, getting squeezed by the door was truly uncomfortable.

Is this guy doing it on purpose? The assassin immediately dismissed the thought.

Such a worthless man, with no sense of threat whatsoever, the assassin felt he could easily kill him with just his little finger.

"Damn you, wretched Huaxia trash, I'll let you taste what Hell feels like in a moment," the assassin thought as he added Lin Hai to his hit list.

"Hey, wife, where are you? I promise I won't take you to watch horror movies next time, especially those with particularly dark demons." Lin Hai rambled nonsensically.

Hearing this, the black assassin hiding in place grew even angrier.

His own race is the strongest in individual combat, yet this guy has the nerve to be so disrespectful.

"Ahh, my black sisters, when the day comes that I visit your place, I'll make sure you feel what true strength is, and incidentally bring glory to our nation, haha."

The already angry assassin, upon hearing these words, wished he could kill Lin Hai immediately.

This scumbag actually harbors such despicable and revolting thoughts; he deserves to die.

As Lin Hai reached out to touch the door again, the black assassin got clever, dodged with a flash, and moved at a speed and angle that was invisible to the naked eye, swiftly entering the bathroom.

The door was closed by Lin Hai, who also locked it from the inside.

"Honey, I've locked the door, hehe, let's see where you can run off to now," Lin Hai's voice reached the ears of the black assassin.

Hmph, this foolish Huaxia man has cut off his own escape route, just perfect for a slow and torturous kill, and in the midst of his terrified gaze, let him witness the power of a black man, thought the assassin.

"Is she hiding in the bathroom? Honey, I'm coming."

After finishing his words, Lin Hai abruptly opened the bathroom door. The assassin, startled, quickly hid again, this time under the bathtub. The M|V|LE&MPYR team worked hard on this chapter.

"Need to pee, gotta take a leak," Lin Hai said as he unbuckled his belt, closed his eyes, and started humming through his nose, indulging in the act of urinating.

Moreover, he casually shook a few times, and, under Lin Hai's precise control, a few drops landed right in the nose of the black assassin hiding under the bathtub.

"Damn it, despicable Chinese man, I'll cut you to pieces when Ouyang Xiaoya returns!" The concealed black assassin was almost exploding with anger, and the stench in his nose as he breathed was so disgusting it made him want to vomit.

If it weren't for his unwavering determination and years of psychological training, he might have lost control of his anger right now and risked exposing himself just to kill the detestable Chinese man before his eyes.

"Damn, how can someone be so patient? He's like a ninja turtle," Lin Hai sneered in his mind, deliberately urinating onto the floor.

A large puddle of fluid flowed down into the base of the bathtub.

The black assassin lying beneath the bathtub felt it getting wet and stinky; he had cursed Lin Hai's ancestors in his mind.

This was simply the greatest humiliation of his life, attempting to assassinate an ordinary female CEO, hoping to encounter the world's top assassin—King Yan, but instead got humiliated by a worthless and decadent Chinese man.

If this incident got out, he feared he wouldn't need others to take action; he would die of shame and just slit his own throat.

"Just hold on a little longer, I can only act when Ouyang Xiaoya returns; otherwise, acting now would startle the enemy," he constantly reminded himself inside his head, not to be impulsive, to endure. Just a little while longer and he could vent all his inner anger and humiliation. Endure, hold on!

As the black assassin was struggling mentally, Lin Hai grinned slightly, pulled up his pants, whistled softly, and languidly said, "Come out, no use in hiding."

The hidden black assassin was shocked; had he been exposed? How did this worthless Huaxia man discover him?