The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife

"Captain, we still haven't figured out the situation. If we rush into battle now, wouldn't it be too reckless?" Cheng Luoqi asked uneasily. SAD Special Forces is the elite force of Hong Kong, and their mission to Europe was only to train jointly with the local special forces for learning and exchange, not to engage in combat. Moreover, being in a foreign land, unfamiliar with life here, and lacking even basic information about this terror attack, mishandling it could lead to massive civilian casualties. Would the responsibility fall on SAD, or on the local police system?

"SAD is the pride of Hong Kong. As newcomers, we must showcase the strength of our troops. Moreover, I have already notified the security department, and they have authorized us to act if necessary," Jian Jiang said calmly, eyes closed.

"But this isn't Hong Kong, we aren't familiar with..." Cheng Luoqi wanted to say more but was suddenly intimidated by Jian Jiang's sharp gaze.

"Enough, it's an urgent situation, there's nothing more to be said," Jian Jiang said coldly. "All we need to do is follow orders."

"Yes, Captain," Cheng Luoqi replied somewhat helplessly.

"Captain Jian, my superiors have approved your action, our country's special forces will quickly come to support, and the police have also blocked the scene. On behalf of my country's people, I express heartfelt thanks to all of you for stepping forward," Pier turned and said to everyone.

"Mr. Pier is too kind. We will do our utmost to complete the mission," Jian Jiang nodded, then relayed the message to the Hong Kong security department and picked up the radio: "Car 2, Car 3, check your equipment, prepare to move."

"Car 2 received."

"Car 3 received."

..............................

"Damn, where is the support?" Ye Shikai cursed under his breath. Using the Netherworld King's Helmet consumed a lot of Inner Strength, so while the gunmen were away, he removed the helmet. Although he was the Netherworld King, there were too many opponents and the atmosphere was densely populated. Most importantly, the amusement park area was vast, and it was impossible for him to handle everything on his own, so the main role still belonged to the anti-terrorism force.

"Bang, bang." In the darkness, gunshots sounded off and on, and Ye Shikai could only fumble inside.

"Where am I?" Ye Shikai held a dagger in hand and a pistol at his waist. The gunmen were still here, and to avoid alarming them, he chose to use the more handy cold weapons, particularly in close combat where a skilled knife user could even outmatch ten gunmen.

Ye Shikai slowly pushed open the heavy iron door. These terrorists were insane; all the lights were off, but the scary background music was still playing. What were they thinking? Ye Shikai walked into a room where at the center was an operating table, and a woman in white lay silently on it. Ye Shikai's heart trembled but then he calmed down. This might just be a prop in the haunted house, as many haunted houses in Huaxia have similar setups; usually there's a staff member pretending to be a ghost, "cutting open" the woman next to them, and the splattering "blood" is of course, just a prop.

Ye Shikai slowly walked up to the table, observing the woman whose complexion was pallid and breathless, a horror shadow from his childhood. He cautiously extended his hand towards the woman's carotid artery.

"Swoosh." Suddenly, the woman's eyes widened, her right hand swung violently holding a dagger. Ye Shikai reacted swiftly, raising his hand to block, and the two daggers sparked in the air.

Oh my god, she's alive! Ye Shikai was startled, his adrenaline surged, but he quickly realized that this "female ghost" was probably in league with those gunmen.

"A woman playing a ghost, truly a born actress," Ye Shikai remarked. The woman waved her left hand, throwing four flying knives from between her fingers, but Ye Shikai extended his left hand, using his Inner Strength to form a protective shield and blocked the flying knives outside.

"What's your name?" the woman asked coldly, her expression changing.

"Ye Shikai."

"Don't know it."

"Maybe, you're more familiar with the name Hades," Ye Shikai said slyly, gripping the dagger tightly.

"You're the Netherworld King." The woman suddenly showed a fearful look, closely examining the man in front of her. It was rumored that the Netherworld King of the Underworld was not only highly skilled and mysterious but also a Huaxia person.

"You'll know soon enough." As soon as Ye Shikai's words fell, he disappeared from his spot, and at the same time, a bloodline appeared on the woman's neck. She struggled to turn around, her face in shock as she stared at Ye Shikai, and two seconds later, she truly became a cold corpse. After all, she was just a martial arts skilled ordinary person, nowhere close to a cultivator like Ye Shikai. Ye Shikai walked up to her and keenly noticed a tattoo on her neck with three lotus petals, which seemed not to be a coincidence. Because earlier, Ye Shikai noticed that the dead gunmen's arms or backs also bore this kind of tattoo—could this be the emblem of their organization?

Ye Shikai took out his phone and snapped a photo of the tattoo. For now, he needed to find Ji Qian and see if there were any survivors in the haunted house.

..............................

When members of SAD and Pier arrived at the amusement park, bursts of gunfire were still heard inside. Jian Jiang tensed up, worried that the terrorists were shooting civilians.

"Deputy director Pier," at that moment, a local police officer ran over and saluted Pier.

"What's the situation?" Pier asked.

"There are many terrorists, about thirty or forty of them, mostly dressed as clowns or cartoon characters. Our police squad has already exchanged fire with them," the police officer took a deep breath. "They have strong firepower, lots of automatic weapons. Thankfully, you've arrived."

"What about the evacuation of visitors, and are there injuries?" Pier continued to inquire.

"Most visitors have escaped, some are hiding in buildings within the park," the police paused, regretfully adding "There are civilian casualties."

Everyone shivered upon hearing this; in anti-terrorism operations, civilian casualties are the most dreaded aspect, though it's not entirely the police's fault, there's still a sense of guilt.

"Mr. Pier, it's urgent, I'll lead the team in now," Jian Jiang said firmly.

"Captain Jian, everything is in your hands, I wish you success," Pier bowed deeply. Jian nodded slightly, turned to the over forty team members behind him, and commanded, "Everyone, follow me."