Top-class Bodyguard

Song Ziwen's words came too suddenly, even Xia Wenxue didn't react.

"What, what did you say?"

Xia Wenxue stared blankly at Song Ziwen.

Song Ziwen tossed the spoon aside, then stirred the coffee with his finger, tasting it with a twisted, perverse satisfaction on his face.

"You heard right, your parents were punished by the organization because of me." Song Ziwen's face carried a warm smile, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

Xia Wenxue was stunned, as if she didn't recognize the Song Ziwen in front of her.

"Do you know why?" Song Ziwen said with a smile, "Because back then, Xia Qingshan let his guard down around me because of our acquaintance. He told me a secret: that his research project will never succeed because he had transferred the formula."

Song Ziwen picked up the coffee and drank it all, casually throwing the cup, shattering it on the floor.

"I passed this information to the organization, which was extremely angry with Xia Qingshan's actions, so they locked them up, and I showed my loyalty to the organization."

Looking at Song Ziwen's devil-like smile, Xia Wenxue trembled with rage, grabbed the coffee cup, and splashed it on Song Ziwen's face.

"Song Ziwen, you bastard!"

Song Ziwen did not dodge, his smile growing even more twisted as he elegantly wiped his face with a silk scarf.

"Of course, my main purpose for coming to Huaxia this time is that formula. Since the formula is in your hands, I think I can finally report to the organization."

"I forgot to tell you, I didn't bring the formula." Xia Wenxue said coldly.

"Wenxue, you still can't lie." Song Ziwen walked towards Xia Wenxue, who retreated with a face as cold as ice.

"I know you too well, if you dared to come, you sure brought it. Even if you didn't, the formula is in your mind." Song Ziwen pressed closer with a perverse smile, "If that's the case, I'll just hand you over to the organization."

Xia Wenxue's face was frosty, wishing she could kill Song Ziwen right then.

"Don't look at me like that, Wenxue. I've always regretted not whipping you beneath me, but don't worry, on the plane later, I'll let you experience what it's like to reach a climax in the air."

Song Ziwen's face carried a twisted and cruel expression, "I'll tie your hands, hang your entire body up, then spread your legs and directly..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Wenxue grabbed a nearby chair and smashed it at Song Ziwen.

The chair was caught mid-air by Song Ziwen, who smiled cruelly, "Rape you!"

Clutching the chair, he suddenly hurled it into the lake, then walked directly towards Xia Wenxue.

Xia Wenxue retreated in panic, but at that moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Looks like this time I need to cripple you directly."

Not far away, Ren Feng stood there, his gaze fixed on Song Ziwen, his face calm as he moved closer.

"Ren Feng!"

Seeing Ren Feng appear, Xia Wenxue was overjoyed and ran directly into Ren Feng's arms.

"Really, didn't I say? Tell me if there's anything, with me by your side, but you ran off on your own." Ren Feng's tone carried a hint of indulgence, "I'll spank your butt when we get home."

Xia Wenxue blushed, while Ren Feng protected her behind him, "Alright, leave the rest to me."

"I'm afraid this time, you won't be able to handle it." Song Ziwen no longer hid his intentions, his gaze at Ren Feng tinged with subtle derision.

Ren Feng glanced around; nearby, Banmo and Huyan stood there for a while.

Beside them were a dozen of their men, though none seemed ready to act.

"Still you two?" Ren Feng said blandly.

"No, we two are not qualified to act."

Banmo smiled, his mask hiding half of his ugly face.

Ren Feng walked forward slowly, "If you aren't qualified, then step aside. I'll slay him first, then you two."

Banmo said nothing, only looked at Ren Feng with a faint smile.

Song Ziwen, upon seeing Ren Feng approach, did not panic, instead wore a confident smile.

"Ren Feng, King of Mercenaries, I fear your luck ends here." Song Ziwen said calmly, brewing a cup of coffee and sitting down leisurely, ignoring Ren Feng.

Ren Feng frowned internally; something was off about Song Ziwen and Banmo.

Considering previous interactions with Song Ziwen, he should be malicious, not this composed—totally unlike him.

And Banmo and Huyan seemed odd too, facing losing previous battles against him, their confidence shouldn't be this high.

In an instant, Ren Feng sensed something amiss.

Suddenly, Ren Feng halted, feeling a murderous atmosphere surrounding him.

An overwhelming force locked onto him, terrifyingly brutal, almost heart-pounding!

What's happening?

Ren Feng squinted slightly, standing in the midst of it.

That aura was wild and domineering, recklessly bearing down on Ren Feng.

Extremely frightening!

Truly like Mount Tai crushing down!

Ren Feng's eyes gleamed under pressure; his True Qi flowed within him, easing some of that force.

But then, a heavier pressure crushed down, even more terrifying.

At this moment, Ren Feng felt the surrounding space thickening, no air to breathe, as if time stopped.

Crack!

Suddenly, the fine wooden floor beneath Ren Feng shattered beneath him!

The opponent wielded such power with aura alone?

Ren Feng was shocked internally; the opponent was definitely not ordinary!

Even he couldn't achieve that, only oppress others with aura.

"You think you're the only one with momentum?"

Ren Feng's eyes flashed coldly; suddenly, his entire aura erupted.

A fiercely strong murderous intent surged from his body, spreading around!

In a flash, Ren Feng's aura somewhat countered the wild domineering force, with surrounding murderous intent!

"Not bad, worthy of my effort."

A calm voice sounded next, followed by confident footsteps echoing from inside as a figure emerged.