Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 585 565: Parting with Eleven

Eleven stopped pulling the trigger, and at the corner of Tang Dieyi's mouth, bright red blood flowed.

Without True Qi, even a Divine Realm master has defenses no different from ordinary people.

Tang Dieyi extended her hand, which was still imbued with cold True Qi, seemingly ready to strike Eleven.

Eleven pulled the trigger again, and orange-yellow bullet casings flew out, as Tang Dieyi's chest was already blown apart.

Countless bullet holes appeared on her chest, from which blood trickled down.

Eleven's expression was icy cold, with some dirt on her face and hatred remaining in her eyes.

Tang Dieyi knelt on the ground, unable to believe that in the end, she would die at the gun's mouth.

She touched her chest, which was covered in blood.

"Eleven, you truly are the best disciple I ever trained." Tang Dieyi seemed to smile, "The killer's cold-blooded ruthlessness, you've achieved it."

Tang Dieyi wasn't completely dead, her bodily functions were still sustaining her for a while.

"Eleven, let me take a good look at you one last time."

Tang Dieyi reached out to touch Eleven's gun.

Eleven didn't speak; she looked at Tang Dieyi, her anger never fading, and pulled the trigger again!

Bang bang bang!

Instantly, Tang Dieyi's right hand was completely destroyed. The bullets in this gun were originally designed for Divine Realm experts, let alone Tang Dieyi, who now had no True Qi defense?

"I owe you nothing."

Eleven spoke coldly, "Even if I did, I've repaid you these past twenty-three years. You killed my mother, and now I will kill you."

Tang Dieyi seemed to laugh bitterly, her chilling voice echoing through the forest.

"Fine, it truly is the cycle of fate, huh."

There was a hint of mockery in Tang Dieyi's words.

Eleven withdrew her gun, her expression icy to the extreme, watching Tang Dieyi slowly fall.

At this moment, in Tang Dieyi's eyes, it seemed as if she saw the original scene, the moment when Tang Muqing turned away, she struck.

The battle had ended, and Tang Dieyi was dead.

This battle was exceedingly perilous; if Ren Feng hadn't happened to know the acupuncture method to stimulate the Mayang state to enhance strength, both of them might have died long ago.

Even so, Ren Feng still used a desperate fighting style, battling with Tang Dieyi until both sides were utterly exhausted and seriously injured, only then giving Eleven a chance to strike.

If it weren't for Eleven, Ren Feng would have lost.

The entire forest was incredibly silent.

...

Ren Feng felt like he was suffering again, the kind of pain as if his whole body was going to explode.

Every part of his body hurt, burning.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ren Feng felt weak all over.

This battle was too difficult.

Seeing that he was lying on a bed, Ren Feng finally felt a sense of relief.

Recalling the events of last night, a hint of relief flashed in his heart: fortunately, they won, otherwise, both he and Eleven would have died.

While thinking, the door opened, and Eleven walked in, holding a bowl of porridge in her hands.

"I made it."

Eleven said softly, handing it to Ren Feng.

Helping Ren Feng sit up, Eleven sat beside him, watching as Ren Feng finished the porridge.

"Your master, is she dead?"

Ren Feng exhaled, finally feeling a bit more comfortable, he lifted his clothes to check his wounds, finding bandages still wrapped around his chest.

"She's dead. Your flesh was scratched, but the bone wasn't injured."

Eleven explained from the side.

Ren Feng smiled slightly, "Eleven, come here."

Eleven walked over, and Ren Feng pulled her into his arms.

"What happened after I passed out last night?"

Eleven looked at Ren Feng and recounted everything that had happened to him.

Ren Feng gently stroked Eleven's back: "Since your master is dead, stay by my side."

He lifted Eleven's chin, looking at her intently; her face, as radiant as a fairy, was so clear at this moment.

Eleven shook her head: "No, I have to go back."

"Why are you going back?"

"To take over the Bounty Guild." Eleven said softly, "You've offended the organization, if I don't take over the Bounty Guild, they will continue sending others to hunt you down."

Ren Feng felt a trace of comfort in his heart, pulling Eleven completely into his embrace.

"What's the relationship between the Bounty Guild and the organization?"

"A cooperative relationship, similar to allies, but we are independent, exchanging interests, and we can sever the relationship at any time." Eleven said softly, "Once I take over the Bounty Guild, I'll sever ties with the organization."

Ren Feng's heart stirred, indeed, if the Bounty Guild, as a hidden and long-established force, could be used by him, it would indeed be very helpful. Now that the Wind God Hall is under construction, with Eleven's addition, its strength would receive a tremendous boost.

Moreover, the reason Eleven wanted to return to take over the Bounty Guild was because of him; the feud between the organization and himself was something Eleven evidently understood.

"When do you plan to go back?"

"As soon as possible." Eleven raised her head, "The guild should currently be managed by Eighteen; my relationship with her isn't too bad, I should be able to persuade her."

Ren Feng shook his head, "Fourteen's relationship with you wasn't bad either, but in the end, you still confronted each other with weapons. Eighteen may not be reliable. After you go back, I'll give you Catherine's contact. Some members of my Mercenary Corps can help you."

Eleven nodded: "After I take over the Bounty Guild, I'll come back once more."

"What will you return for?"

"To the Tang Sect."

Eleven's eyes were bright and piercing.

The information revealed by Tang Dieyi earlier was clearly remembered by Eleven; she wanted to go to the Tang Sect to find out the truth about her own origins.

Ren Feng smiled and nodded: "When the time comes, I'll go with you."

"I'll leave tonight; the guild matters can't be delayed." Eleven said softly.

Ren Feng nodded, leaned in to Eleven's lips, and kissed her gently.

Eleven responded, her movements tender, and soon, they were entwined once more. However, this time, it was Eleven who was taking the initiative; Ren Feng was too weak to do much, leaving it to Eleven.

After the night, Eleven and Ren Feng parted with a kiss. She boarded the plane and returned to Europe, but this time her purpose was to take over the entire Bounty Guild.

Ren Feng drove back, taking out his phone.

"Feng." Chen Fenghuo's excited voice came from the other side.

"How's the situation at the Wind God Hall?"

"Don't worry; everything is in perfect order. You can trust us with things, and we even have a new expert joining."

"Oh? Someone joined the Wind God Hall?" Ren Feng was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, Feng. Do you remember Agamemnon, the one we encountered during our mission in India?"