The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 454 - 0454: Fierce as a Panther

Chapter 454: Chapter 0454: Fierce as a Panther

This was Long Fei’s first time seeing Sun Bao, who had a sturdy body but a rough and wild face.

Especially those eyes, half-open as if squinting, slanting upwards towards the back, truly exuding the fierce demeanor of a leopard.

He seemed utterly confident in his victory over He Hongtao, his whole attitude radiating arrogance, as if the entire Binhai City was there for him to trample.

He Hongtao’s face turned red with anger, but he held it in, pretending to be a magnanimous gang leader, "Sun Bao, we used to be brothers, why must you speak such words? I happen to be short on hands right now. If you’re willing, I’ll give you the position of Second in Command right away. Wouldn’t it be better for us brothers to make a fortune together?"

Long Fei raised his eyebrows, thinking that He Hongtao indeed had some tricks up his sleeve.

Although furious, he still tried to reconcile, which was offering courtesy before resorting to force.

Sun Bao, however, was not appreciative, and he coldly rebuked, "He Hongtao, drop the pretense. The position we fought for together, you ended up swallowing it all by yourself. Don’t think I don’t know that the person who ambushed me was sent by you. When you dumped me in the sea, you never expected me to come back alive, did you?"

The color drained from He Hongtao’s face, knowing there was no chance of easing the tension now.

Long Fei understood the situation; He Hongtao was not simply dealing with a minor conflict, but a life-and-death feud.

He stepped back and said to Sun Bao coldly, "Fine, since you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame me for being ruthless as the leader. Today, I’ll show you who is the real king of Binhai City!"

A group of bodyguards, led by Ajian, drew their guns one after another.

Sun Bao glanced at them and laughed in disdain, "He Hongtao, oh He Hongtao. You lord over Binhai City, but you’re nothing more than a frog in a well, ignorant of the vastness of the world. To me, your tactics are nothing more than trash, as insignificant as ants. To kill you, I only need to lift a finger!"

Without any further talk, He Hongtao, red-faced, cursed loudly, "Shoot, kill him!"

Ajian took the lead, and the guns went off with a series of snaps.

The bullets emitted a burst of flames from the muzzles, carrying the God of Death’s power, whizzing through the air with a sky-breaking sound, and swarming towards Sun Bao.

"A bunch of trash!"

With a single shout from Sun Bao and a stomp of his foot,

a white mist formed in front of him, and the bullets hit it with a pop, as if they had been fired into a swamp, unable to advance any further.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt halt; even the professional pianist, who endured for the sake of money, was scared pale with trembling hands.

He Hongtao was also shocked by the scene, not knowing what the mist was, that it could even block bullets.

True Qi emanated outward with an imposing aura.

Sun Bao shouted loudly, "Here, have them back!"

With a casual wave of his hand, the bullets flew back like a swarm of bees, buzzing as they furiously returned.

The hitherto silent Zhou Canghai suddenly made his move, pulling the sword from Leng Shuangning’s hand, and with a swish swept it through the air.

A surge of Sword Qi from the Five Elements shot out, emitting a sharp cry as it collided with the bullets with a clang.

Sparks flew before He Hongtao’s eyes, and five or six bullets clattered to the ground.

His legs went weak, and even accustomed to life and death, he could not help but tremble with fright.

The surrounding underlings weren’t so lucky; the bullets penetrated through their bodies, legs, and arms.

Screams like those of slaughtered pigs instantly filled the teahouse, and blood flowed everywhere.

Long Fei also caught a bullet in his hand, calmly set down his teacup, and continued to watch the excitement from behind.

He had already used his spiritual power to check on Zhou Zhenglong’s condition—the prideful instructor had refused his help, seeking revenge on Sun Bao alone.

Now he lay unconscious, but fortunately, there was no danger to his life.

Sun Bao’s gaze fixed on Zhou Canghai, his brow furrowed slightly, and he sneered, "Not bad, it turns out there’s some significant trash here keeping watch. No wonder Hong Ye has some preparations—I should have known."

Leng Shuangning scolded back, "Vermin, who are you calling trash? My master is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, not someone you can insult!"

Sun Bao laughed disdainfully, "Divine Sword Sect means nothing—I haven’t even heard of it. You, girl, look quite nice. After I kill your master, you can be used to vent my desires."

Zhou Canghai was furious, "Shameless scoundrel, you’re courting death!"

Leng Shuangning was his taboo, someone he wouldn’t allow others to desecrate.

The old man, enraged, didn’t say another word and swung his sword, dragging forth a two-to-three-meter-long Sword Qi, rushing down towards Sun Bao with a swoosh.

With a swishing sound, the sword qi was razor-sharp, and the chill it brought was oppressive.

Behind him, He Hongtao watched, swallowing hard, thinking to himself that a master truly is a master; this one strike was surely enough to slay Sun Bao.

Who would have thought that when the sword qi fell, Sun Bao didn’t dodge or evade; instead, he struck out towards Zhou Cang Hai from across the air with a palm.

Thud, thud, two muffled sounds.

One was the sound of sword qi cleaving onto Sun Bao’s body, the other was Sun Bao’s palm force hitting Zhou Cang Hai squarely in the chest.

Sun Bao’s True Qi above his head actually managed to block the sword qi.

Zhou Cang Hai, however, failed to block his palm force and was sent flying backward like a kite with a tragic scream, crashing into the concrete wall behind him with a loud thump.

The entire tea house shook, and the concrete wall developed a series of fine cracks.

Zhou Cang Hai rolled to the ground with a thud, unable to hold back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His breastbone was broken, and there was even an imprint of a hand indented into his chest.

Sun Bao smiled faintly, "Trash is trash, with such paltry skills, you dare to challenge me?"

"You, how, cruel..."

Zhou Cang Hai struggled to let out two hums, then closed his eyes.

"Master, don’t leave me!"

Leng Shuangning shouted in fright on the side, pushing him twice, but Zhou Cang Hai had already lost the ability to move.

"Madman, you’ve really gone mad!"

He Hongtao retreated hurriedly in terror, not expecting Sun Bao to go for the kill, leaving no room for mercy.

He hadn’t expected Zhou Cang Hai, renowned for his bloodless swordsmanship, to be killed by Sun Bao with a single palm strike!

On the third floor, only He Hongtao, Sister Hong, Leng Shuangning, and Long Fei could still move.

The woman who had been playing the zither had now fainted from fright.

Sun Bao, hands behind his back, gazed at Sister Hong and Leng Shuangning and laughed lecherously, "Not bad, you two chicks are quite the lookers. Once I’m done settling the scores, I’ll take good care of you two!"

He stepped forward, moving towards He Hongtao.

With each step, the oppressive aura in front of him grew more intense.

He Hongtao’s legs went weak, as if burdened by the weight of thousands of pounds, forcing him to his knees.

He knew that Sun Bao was deliberately humiliating him.

In despair, he glanced at Long Fei; having lost hope in Zhou Cang Hai, he had even less faith in Long Fei.

At the final moment, he pulled out a dagger hidden in his sleeve, intending to end his life cleanly rather than letting Sun Bao destroy his illustrious history.

Just then, the tea in Long Fei’s hand was suddenly thrown forward.

The droplets scattered in the air, floating like bubbles.

Long Fei waved his hand and said softly, "Go!"

Each droplet, like a bullet, whistled as it shot through the air, covering Sun Bao with a series of sky-breaking sounds.

The redwood tea tables and tea cups around Sun Bao were shattered to bits by the water droplets.

His pupils dilated in shock, and his foot slammed down.

He quickly conjured a mist-like barrier of True Qi around him in all directions.

The water droplets hit his body with pounding force, stronger than bullets by threefold, shaking the barrier violently and causing Sun Bao’s qi and blood to surge as he bellowed, "Break!"

With almost all his strength, his True Qi burst forth.

An expanding sphere of clear qi barrier rapidly swelled outward, shattering the surrounding water droplets with a thunderous blast.

The furniture within the house, including the doors and windows, were swept up by the explosive force, pulverizing into dust and flying out the windows.

Sun Bao’s eyes turned blood red, like a wild beast, and his neck and arms sprouted fur-like spots.