The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 313 - 0313: The Saint Thief of the Demon Realm

Chapter 313: Chapter 0313: The Saint Thief of the Demon Realm

The toolbox opened, and Fire Snake took out a pistol and a bomb from inside.

Bald Dog ignored her, and she didn’t want to lower herself to argue with a dog.

She wandered around the room and finally entered the bathroom, ready to hide the bomb in a concealed spot.

Who knows if that dog is curious? If she set it up and the dog found it, then all her efforts would have been in vain.

She looked up at the heating lamp and brought in a chair, ready to dismantle it and place the bomb in the ceiling.

At such an unsuspecting place, she’d also install a surveillance camera.

When Lin Yingying came to take a shower.

She’d press the button, and everything would be solved.

No sooner had she stepped on the chair than she heard a rustling sound at the door.

She turned back and saw that very Bald Dog, tongue out, sizing her up.

She waved her hand and scolded, "Get lost, don’t mess around here."

As if understanding, the Bald Dog quickly moved away.

Fire Snake sneered and busied herself with confidence.

She held her hands high, using a screwdriver to remove the screws on all sides of the heating lamp.

Every assassin is an excellent repairman.

Fire Snake secretly admired herself, thinking how clever she was.

Otherwise, how could she have become the top-ranked assassin of the Hell Sect? It was all thanks to her intelligence, not brute strength.

While she was indulging in self-admiration, she saw a black shadow violently rush towards her out of the corner of her eye, smashing into her like a cannonball, with a thud.

She was knocked off the chair, still clutching the heating lamp.

With a clatter, she landed heavily on the toilet below.

The heating lamp shattered, and the exposed wires touched her hands.

Instantly, electricity coursed through her body, making her hair stand on end with a crackle.

Essential Qi shook in Fire Snake, and with a smack, she shattered the casing of the heating lamp in her hand.

She climbed up from the toilet, veins on her face bulging with fury.

If she hadn’t been trained, she could have nearly broken her bones.

Bald Dog was sticking out its tongue, looking at her with a giggling grin.

That look, as if a lecher was eyeing his prey.

Fury boiled within her; despite all her precautions, she had underestimated this dog.

When she came in earlier, she had thrown a dagger.

If it had been an ordinary dog, it would never have been able to dodge.

She had been careless, thinking she hadn’t seen it because it was just too dark.

"You’re done for, today I’m definitely going to skin you alive and stew you for a dog meat feast!"

She pulled out a silenced pistol and pulled the trigger with a click.

The bullet whizzed out, moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye, heading straight for the Bald Dog.

With that speed, Fire Snake was confident that even someone in the Grandmaster Realm wouldn’t be able to dodge it.

But then, something shocking happened.

All of a sudden, she noticed the damned dog just vanished before her eyes.

The bullet hit the floor, sparking a flash of fire, and bounced away with a plop.

Fear crept into Fire Snake’s heart, and she panicked.

She realized this dog might be far stronger than she had imagined.

She held the pistol carefully and shouted defiantly into the space outside, "Demon Dog, come out and fight if you dare. Hiding in the shadows is no act of a hero!"

Fearing an ambush by the Demon Dog, she decided to hold her ground in the bathroom.

The moment the Demon Dog appeared, she would open fire immediately.

Six bullets, one already spent.

These bullets were super rare, crafted by the Elder of the sect, and only killers of the Yellow Rank and above were worthy to have them.

She shouted once, but there was no response from outside.

Now it was either go out or stay hidden inside.

Long Fei could return at any moment; her eyes swiftly turned, thinking that continuing to hide would soon put her at a disadvantage.

Gun in her right hand, knife in her left, she cautiously stepped towards the door.

Her ears tuned to every direction, alert to even the slightest sound.

Who was she? She was the top-ranked assassin of Hell Sect.

She stepped through the doorway, eyes quickly scanning left and right.

The moment the Demon Dog showed up, her bullet would be ready to meet it.

The surroundings were empty, nothing out of the ordinary.

She heaved a sigh of relief and was about to look for the dog demon in the living room when she felt a chill on her neck, which disappeared right after her eyes swept over it.

She only saw a dark shadow falling from the sky, followed by a palm strike to her neck from that very shadow.

With a loud bang, Fire Snake felt the world spinning around her, her legs went weak, and she rolled onto the ground.

The shadow landed, staring at her with a wicked smile.

If it weren’t for its grave injuries, such trouble wouldn’t have been necessary.

He, the acclaimed Thief Saint of the Demon Realm, was actually using a stealth attack against an enemy, which truly dishonored his title.

This Thief Saint was no one of empty fame.

Every Demon King with a bit of beauty in the Demon Realm had been graced by his presence.

As the saying goes, "He wanders through a sea of flowers, yet not a single leaf sticks to him."

He not only stole beauties but also magical treasures.

It’s because of this that he accidentally fell to the Human Realm while being chased by thousands of Demon Clan experts.

He had tasted the beauty of the Demon Clan, but this was his first time savoring a beauty from the Human Race.

Although he was not very large, his strength was terrifying.

Fire Snake was easily dragged by him into Long Fei’s bedroom by the grip on her clothes.

With a ripping sound, his sharp teeth shredded her leather pants, revealing two snow-white buttocks.

"Beautiful, truly beautiful!" he exclaimed.

Bald Dog swallowed saliva, howling eagerly.

The bedroom door was slammed shut, and faint creaking noises of the bed could be heard through it.

Outside, the night wind howled, and no one knew what was happening inside.

The next day, after the sun had risen.

The sunlight stabbed at Long Fei’s eyes, forcing them open, and he quickly pulled out his phone to check the time.

It was just past seven in the morning, still early.

He looked around the room and searched for Lin Yingying.

The beddings hadn’t been touched; he felt a jolt of fear and hurriedly opened the bathroom door to search inside.

In the bathtub, two women lay sleeping with their snow-white shoulders exposed, embracing each other and snoring delicately.

Long Fei sharply inhaled and quickly turned away, not expecting his sister-in-law to be there too.

He called out softly, "Yingying, it’s time to get up."

Fourth Master Shen’s Taoist exchange meeting was set to start at ten o’clock in the morning.

There was just enough time to wash up and have a meal before it began.

Lin Yingying didn’t respond, nor did Lin Shanshan make a sound.

Long Fei frowned slightly, thinking to himself how deeply they seemed to be sleeping.

He raised his voice and shouted, "Lin Yingying, it’s time to get up!"

The sound was loud and echoed in the bathroom, making his ears ache slightly.

But both Lin Yingyings still did not make a sound.

A sense of dread hit Long Fei, and he quickly reached out to check their breathing.

Thankfully, they were still breathing.

He pinched Lin Yingying’s nose and lifted her eyelid.

She merely hummed softly, her body too lazy to move.

Long Fei rubbed his head, thinking that it wasn’t normal for a person to sleep this deeply.

He lifted Lin Yingying’s arm out of the water and carefully felt her pulse.

Her pulse was normal, without any issues.

"Strange?" he muttered, frowning, and thought the two might be pretending to sleep on purpose.

He threatened, "You better get up now, or I won’t be polite."

Red wine filled the bath, with a layer of rose petals floating on top.

Although they only exposed their fragrant shoulders, the view was still quite seductive.

Regardless of how much Long Fei called out, they remained silent.

Long Fei sniffed the bathtub; the wine was strong and hadn’t fully evaporated yet.

He slapped his forehead and suddenly had an inkling.

These two must have used too much red wine last night.

The alcohol had seeped into their bodies through their pores and intoxicated them.