Urban Ace Bodyguard

Lin Hai was on duty when he received another call from Judge and immediately found a secluded spot to answer.

"Brother, there's some trouble with the RX organization." Judge always disliked beating around the bush; if he could say something in one word, he absolutely wouldn't use two.

"What happened?" Lin Hai raised his eyebrows. He was deeply concerned about the RX organization and thought day and night about how to annihilate this menace to the world.

"Battle Lord, that guy alone wiped out over a hundred members of the RX organization. Now, the Black Restricted Zone has put up a Bonus, an eighty billion US Dollar bounty on Battle Lord's head," Judge reported. He had only just found time to report this to Lin Hai after being delayed with the matter.

"What? I'm speechless." Lin Hai was utterly at a loss for words, especially thinking about Battle Lord's rampage just before...

After ending the call, Lin Hai was filled with doubts. Why would that guy suddenly target the RX organization? Although all the underground world forces knew about RX, its mystery and strength were such that even a Supreme Strong wouldn't provoke it lightly.

A top expert, not yet a Supreme Strong, always acting alone, why on earth would Battle Lord arbitrarily seek trouble with RX? And after killing a group of people, he even leisurely headed to...

Lin Hai shook his head, not forcing himself to think about things he couldn't figure out - that would just be a waste of effort.

Checking his watch, it was time for a break and a shift change. Lin Hai walked back to the security rest room. Just as he was putting a cigarette in his mouth, the fellow security brothers immediately took out lighters and respectfully lit it for Lin Hai.

Though everybody was unclear about what exactly had happened with Wang Dajun, why he had suddenly taken a month's leave, it didn't prevent them from respecting and admiring Lin Hai more and more.

Seeing a group of security brothers gathered around Fan Jian chatting animatedly about something, Lin Hai walked over smiling, handed out cigarettes to the group, and asked, "What are you chatting about? Sounds fun."

At that moment, Fan Jian, spitting enthusiastically, was going on and on: "Tsk tsk, you guys should have seen it, she's absolutely a beauty, top of the top notch. If I could have a fling with such a beauty, I'd die a happy ghost."

"Really as mystical as you say?" The Monkey beside him asked skeptically.

Fan Jian scorned him, saying, "You kid, at most you've only ever been to foot massage parlors twice. Brother, on the other hand, has been immersed in this field for decades. That angel, she's a woman you can't look directly at, tsk tsk…"

Lin Hai suddenly realized, this guy was still excited from seeing that red-dressed lady this morning, that is, Han Qin.

Shaking his head secretly, Fan Jian might only ever interact with Han Qin in his fantasies in this lifetime. As for reality, Fan Jian probably won't be able to achieve that.

Just then, a sudden knock on the door sounded.

Fan Jian frowned, complaining, "Who is it now, cutting off my flow... Nani?"

When he opened the door and saw Han Qin standing there in red, ethereal and smiling sweetly, he snorted loudly as blood gushed from his nose once again.

"Hehe, hello, I'm Fan Jian, criminal as in felon, cheap as in tawdry– oh no, I mean cheap as in inexpensive…" Fan Jian slipped into incoherent stuttering, unable to speak clearly.

Giggling, Han Qin let out a bell-like laughter, finding the skinny guy before her, calling himself cheap with the same cheapness, too hilarious. Does he always hang out with such characters?

The rest of the security crew, previously chatting animatedly, now collectively focused their gaze towards the door, and upon seeing Han Qin's face, they all inhaled sharply. Many of the young fellows, just like Fan Jian, uncontrollably bled from the nose.

In the security room, only Han Qin's laughter like silver bells continued, and besides that, everyone else was silent as if frozen.

It was undeniable that Han Qin's otherworldly demeanor, which seemed disconnected from modern society, along with her refined attire and a face shockingly destructive to men, could indeed make men, young and old, living in a modern big city bow down.

"Beauty, oh no, Immortal lady, um, who, who are you looking for?" Finally, Fan Jian managed to recover a bit. He was somewhat stronger than the other security guards, having met her once already in the morning. After all, the more you see a beauty, the more you increase your immunity and resistance.

Han Qin flashed a charming, angel-like smile, pointed her slender finger towards Lin Hai, and responded gently and tactfully: "I'm looking for Brother Lin, your deputy team leader. We are friends, the childhood sweethearts type."

Suddenly, the security guards in the office seemed to hear the sound of their own hearts breaking, their faces filled with shock, disbelief, deep envy, and complex emotions as they looked towards Lin Hai.

Fan Jian's mouth was wide open enough to fit a washbasin, and his eyes were bulging like coconuts. He stood there stunned, almost forgetting to breathe.

The others also wore expressions of disbelief.

Such a beautiful woman, and she was here to see Captain Lin again. Why did all the beauties know him? From the receptionist, to Miss Su, and now another goddess-like lady.

Lin Hai felt waves of jealousy scurrying behind his back. The power of the masses was indeed terrifying; at this moment, he couldn't help but have some black lines on his forehead.

"Boss, teach me! Give me guidance, demand sacrifice, I'd even offer my chrysanthemum," Fan Jian immediately hugged Lin Hai's thigh, crying and howling tearfully.

"Boss, you must teach me the 88 moves of picking up girls. I'm willing to be your ox and horse in this life. I can't help it, these moves are too awesome. Why do beauties always know you? And what's this about childhood sweethearts?" Fan Jian begged with a pitiful look, admiring yet pleading.

Lin Hai's forehead was now covered with black lines. This guy, did he just sell his integrity by the pound?

Han Qin kept smiling, calmly watching these people's antics. There was no disgust or impatience in her eyes, instead, she showed a very interested expression.

Lin Hai kicked away Fan Jian, who had lost all integrity, coughed lightly, and said indifferently, "Everyone, continue to work, I have something to..."

"Don't worry, Boss, we get it, hehe…," a group of security guards jeered.

Lin Hai staggered almost falling over. What do you mean you get it? You understand nothing!

Under the envious, jealous, and resentful gaze of the security guards, Lin Hai who just stepped out of the office finally breathed a sigh of relief. He found a secluded, deserted spot, leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and asked Han Qin arrogantly yet slightly puzzled: "Little sister, are you feeling itchy down there? That's why you came looking for your brother?"

If Fan Jian and others heard this, they'd probably be shocked to spit blood.

Han Qin's response was unexpected, not angry at all, as if she was already accustomed to Lin Hai's crude words. With only a smile, she said: "L, or should I call you Yama Lord? Can't someone miss you? I'm really lonely." S%o+ur.c*ed& d.irec.tly^ fr^o+m. MV&6^L^E%MP&6YR.

L is Lin Hai's nickname in the Mercenary World, honored as the King of Soldiers by countless experts and revered by numerous passionate mercenaries.

And Yama, is Lin Hai's identity in the assassin world, also the leader of one of the most terrifying, strongest, and most mysterious assassin organizations globally—Blood-Colored Reincarnation (or Reincarnation).

If Judge were here, he would be hugely shocked. Those who know Lin Hai's dual identity, aside from core brothers, there should be no one else.

Lin Hai stretched out his hand, arrogantly and boldly caught Han Qin's chin, sizing her up meticulously as if appreciating a piece of art – an action that would surely shock Fan Jian and the others.

However, Han Qin cooperated very well, squinting her eyes as if she enjoyed the touch very much.

Suddenly, Lin Hai grabbed Han Qin's neck with a cold, emotionless look in his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse and filled with chill: "Battle Lord, I don't like nonsense. What are you approaching Ouyang Xiaoya for?"

If someone familiar with the underground world's names were here, hearing this would absolutely shock them to the point of spitting blood. Battle Lord, a girl indeed.

The top expert, the Eastern Battle Lord who made the world's experts tremble with her silver sword, turned out to be a woman.

Battle Lord, or now Han Qin, her beautiful eyes slightly filled with tears as if deeply wronged, bit her hot red lips, her lips slightly trembling, and murmured in a very wronged and resentful tone: "L, your heart is so cruel. After all, I took a bullet for you once. Though I have killed countless people, they were all deserving. You told me not to kill easily, so I immediately quit the assassin world for five years—five whole years. I missed you. Can't I come to see you?"