Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 758 736: Conspiracy

ZET small parachute, this kind of parachute is not something ordinary people can get, unless they are in the army.

Moreover, that person just now was ruthless, and his marksmanship was terrifically terrifying. Ren Feng had reached a spiritual level, yet he could make Ren Feng feel the threat of death.

So his strength is at least at the spiritual level!

As soon as I arrived in South Korea, I was attacked by such a master. There is only one possibility: the other party is targeting me!

And they must have a deep hatred for me to do such a thing.

Then, there is only one possibility left: my actions are all in the hands of the organization.

Cold light flickered in Ren Feng's eyes, and it can even be said that this conflict might have been orchestrated by the organization all along to force me out.

Now, the Dragon Group is very strict with incoming masters, especially the organization, which has sent many people to guard. It's simply impossible to enter the territory rashly.

I've been staying in the country, and the organization couldn't do anything to me, but now that I'm abroad, it's different.

Ren Feng took a deep breath. Although this is still a guess, the possibility is almost one hundred percent.

Right at this moment, the sound of a police siren could be heard. The panicked pedestrians were standing carefully aside, and as soon as the South Korean police got out of the vehicle, they immediately rushed towards the two deceased pedestrians.

Seeing the police arrive, Ren Feng also left the scene, preparing to return to the hotel.

...

In South Korea, an unidentified house.

The house was extremely luxurious, but inside, it was sealed shut. The entire room was dark, with only a dim lamp lit near the sofa.

A record was playing in the room, with a high-pitched and spirited symphony playing. From the sound of the music, there was even a taste of alertness and toughness, sounding like a horn before a military battle.

A woman was reclining on the sofa, a ladies' cigarette dangling from her mouth, the cigarette light flickering.

Under the lamp's illumination, her charming and seductive profile could occasionally be seen, her lips still purple.

Her nails were long. Taking a drag of the cigarette, she elegantly flicked the ash, placing her right hand casually on the sofa backrest. Her nails were painted black, partially hidden in the darkness, as if a ghostly figure had swallowed a segment.

A dark purple slit cheongsam, the slit at mid-thigh, slid down while sitting, revealing her bare thigh, her left hand resting gently atop it, fingers tapping lightly to the rhythm.

Her fingers danced with large, rapid arcs, clearly, she was enjoying the pleasure the music brought her.

Bang!

The room's wooden door was pushed open, and a man dressed in black walked in.

He was handsome, with long hair, standing quietly at the back.

Hardro!

"Madam." Hardro said in a low voice.

The woman waved to stop him and continued to enjoy this visual feast.

When the piece abruptly ended, the woman closed her eyes, savoring its aftertaste.

"Hardro? What do you think? This is Queen of Denmark's favorite piece." The woman asked, looking up, exhaling smoke as she spoke.

"Very good, madam." Hardro smiled a bit.

"Go ahead, how are things progressing?" the woman asked.

"An unexpected surprise, we were originally just trying to create some chaos. Didn't expect the intended target to appear." Hardro succinctly replied.

He knew that the woman in front of him disliked people saying unnecessary words!

"That was indeed unexpected." The woman looked sideways at the man, with a ghostly smile emerging on her face.

"I acted before, didn't expect his strength to be quite good, being able to survive my gunfire." Hardro spoke.

"Did you expose yourself?"

"No, I got away." Hardro replied.

The woman took a drag of her cigarette, and seeing Hardro not speak, she asked, "Madam, what should we do next?"

"No rush." The woman said calmly, "Since he can dodge your bullets, that proves his strength isn't low. Let's observe for now."

The woman, like a smoker, fiercely took another drag, then suddenly stood up from the sofa.

She was tall and long-legged, golden hair swinging, possessing an elegant and noble aura.

"Tomorrow, prepare to visit the Cui Family, the organization's pawn. We can use it to kill with a borrowed knife." The woman said calmly.

"Yes."

Hardro agreed.

...

Ren Feng left the scene, his face still somewhat grim.

As he entered the hotel, he saw the news being broadcast on TV, the language was incomprehensible, but the images were clear.

The scene of the previous shooting had been sealed off by police, and South Korean police had already begun their investigation.

Ren Feng returned to the sixth floor and knocked on the door; shortly after, the door opened, and Liang Keqing visibly sighed in relief.

"Feng, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Ren Feng smiled.

Liou Rumei had already taken a shower, changed into extremely sexy clothes. Seeing Ren Feng enter, relief also flashed in her eyes.

"What happened earlier?"

"Nothing." Ren Feng comforted.

This time, the organization came aiming for me. If it were just me, I wouldn't be worried, but the issue is that Liang Keqing and Liou Rumei are also here.

He frowned slightly. He initially intended to directly tell them but couldn't get the words out.

"Keqing, if you have any issues, just call me."

Ren Feng checked the room, then told Liang Keqing.

"Okay."

After Liang Keqing nodded, Ren Feng left the room.

...

Next day.

After waking up, Ren Feng got up early, and upon going downstairs, he saw Bai Ge smoking.

"Up so early?"

"Yeah." Bai Ge, seeing Ren Feng come down, also smiled for a while, "Want one?"

"No, smoking affects my thinking and would affect my judgment in battle."

Bai Ge shrugged, "It doesn't affect me since my strength isn't that strong anyway."

The TV in the lobby continued playing yesterday's shooting incident. Bai Ge, seeing Ren Feng glance at the TV, smiled, "No sooner did we arrive in South Korea, a shooting happened, seems like bad timing."

Bai Ge took a drag, then stubbed the cigarette in the ashtray, turned to look at the TV, "The shooter used armor-piercing bullets, and the gun found was a Russian SVN-98 model, very powerful, he's an experienced hand."

"How do you know this?" Ren Feng was a bit surprised.

"There's no choice, doing security means being aware of any disturbances." Bai Ge chuckled and continued, "This shooter's strength should be very strong. Now, encountering such a thing at this hot moment does feel like endless troubles, I just hope he isn't targeting us."

After speaking, Bai Ge took a sip of water.

Ren Feng chuckled bitterly, "He's targeting me."