Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 641 621: Because I Won't Give That Order

The total cost of all the clothes in the store is at least over two million, and he said he wants them all?

The owner felt he misheard: "Sir, are you sure about what you just said? Do you know how much money it takes to buy them all?"

"Money is not an issue, I have one condition," Ren Feng said indifferently.

"What condition?" the owner immediately asked.

"Very simple. Your employee, Hanna, insulted my friend and was rude. She needs to apologize, and then you fire her," Ren Feng said calmly.

Hanna's face changed instantly. It wasn't easy for her to get this job, and now this person wants the owner to fire her?

"Exactly, she was too rude. Telling us no dogs allowed, but she's the real dog, looking down on people!" Xiaoni pointed directly at Hanna's nose and scolded her.

The owner frowned and looked at Hanna: "Hanna, did you really insult them?"

"Boss, I was just..."

"Enough, no need to explain. Apologize to them!"

Hanna's regret showed on her face, she never expected the other party to be so strong, or so wealthy.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," Hanna said, lowering her head.

"Before, you looked down on us, but now you see money and lower your head?" Xiaoni said with extreme disdain.

"Fire her," Ren Feng said indifferently, "I don't think you'd want this kind of employee in your store."

"Don't worry, Hanna, as of today, you don't need to come to work anymore."

Hanna's face was pale, but she could only blame herself for reaching this point.

"Alright, let's continue shopping," Ren Feng said with a smile.

...

Meanwhile, at the Bounty Guild headquarters in Berlin, Germany.

In the hall, over twenty experts were seated, led by a bald man whose aura exuded power no less than that of the Divine Realm.

"Where is your new president? Have her come meet us," the bald man said coldly.

"I'm sorry, the president is not in Germany at the moment," Eleven said softly, standing in the hall.

"I don't care where she is, get her back here quickly!" the bald man said coldly.

"Please rest assured, the president is on her way back. Since you flew all the way from the United States, you must be exhausted, have a cup of tea and wait slowly," Eleven said gently. As always, her face remained calm, and meanwhile, another subordinate came in with a teapot, beginning to serve tea to the more than twenty people.

"May I ask, what is your purpose for coming to Germany?" Eleven gently asked.

"Hmph, it's because of the troubles left by your previous president, Mr. Tang," the bald man said coldly after sipping his tea, "If your Mr. Tang could have dealt with the King of Mercenaries, we wouldn't have so many issues left."

"We found that he's currently in France, and since it's your territory, use your resources to eliminate this person once and for all."

Eleven nodded lightly: "Understood, I will discuss this matter with the president."

"By the way, who is your new president now?" the bald man asked indifferently.

"You'll find out in a moment," Eleven gently said, "Before the president comes back, I'll accompany you."

"Stop wasting time; quickly mobilize your guild's resources to locate the King of Mercenaries' exact position so we can take action," the bald man said coldly, while the other twenty people continued drinking tea, which had a peculiar fragrance.

"I'm sorry, but our guild might not be able to investigate that," Eleven said lightly.

"Why can't you investigate? If I remember correctly, the Bounty Guild in Western Europe is well-informed, tracking someone should be easy."

"Because I will not give that order," Eleven said calmly.

"What do you mean?" the bald man immediately frowned, his Qi Force already mobilized, watching Eleven with vigilance.

"Isn't my meaning clear enough?" Eleven looked at him calmly, "I am the new president of the Bounty Guild."

At this moment, the bald man finally sensed something was wrong. Almost instantly, he slammed the table, launching an attack towards Eleven!

But the expected Qi Force did not appear; he only felt his entire body go limp and weak, and an unusual energy rapidly spread through his body, seemingly blocking all his meridians!

The others felt the same, feeling a painful energy inside them as if it were tearing them apart.

Smack!

Someone knocked a teacup off the table, and blood appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"Cough, cough cough!"

The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Eleven in disbelief, his hand trembling as he pointed at her: "You, you poisoned us?"

Eleven looked at them calmly.

At this moment, the bald man finally understood, his eyes widened greatly: "You killed Mr. Tang?"

Previously, Tang Dieyi had walked with the organization, but now Eleven was poisoning them, obviously betraying the organization!

Eleven said lightly: "Yes, I killed her. She deserved it."

"Alright, great! I never imagined I'd die like this, hahaha!" The bald man laughed bitterly, spraying another mouthful of blood, and its color was black.

"The organization won't let you go!"

The bald man lifted his head, glaring fiercely at Eleven, then collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Over twenty experts in the hall were all poisoned and unconscious. Without an antidote, death was just a matter of time.

Eleven looked calmly at the unconscious experts in the hall and said, "Handle these people, and hide this from the Freemasonry."

"Yes."

From outside came the voices of subordinates.

...

"Hurry, let's go in."

Yiyi said excitedly.

The group entered the Paris Opera House. It was already afternoon; they spent the morning shopping, had a big lunch, and now they were off to see the opera.

Their purchases had already been sent back to the hotel; now they could enjoy the opera in peace.

Ren Feng and Xia Wenxue sat together, the opera house filled with many people, there mostly for the excitement and novelty, as few genuinely appreciated opera.

"Look, look, it's starting."

Yiyi said with a smile.

The audience quieted down, Ren Feng holding Xia Wenxue's hand, smiling.

Someone began to sing on stage, performing the famous "Carmen," renowned worldwide.

As Ren Feng watched, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"I'll take a call," Ren Feng said with a smile to Xia Wenxue, who was looking at him.

"Alright."

Ren Feng kissed Xia Wenxue on the cheek and walked out, answering the phone.

"Something's wrong, the Rothschild Clan has launched a financial attack!"