The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 326 - 326 326 Going Separate Ways

326: Chapter 326: Going Separate Ways 326: Chapter 326: Going Separate Ways “Slap.” Nightmare forcefully threw Illusion Fox aside, excitedly smacking her across the face, the crisp slap echoing in Illusion Fox’s ears.

“Are you insane?

She’s just a child,” Nightmare glared at Illusion Fox, as the young girl beside them stared blankly at the man and woman in front of her, clueless about what had happened, still giggling naively.

“She has seen us, and when she grows up, she will seek revenge,” Illusion Fox’s left cheek was slightly red and swollen, her gaze devoid of shock, replaced instead by the indifference and cruelty in her eyes.

“I think you’ve lost your mind,” Nightmare yelled, “I never thought you’d become just like Refining Mo.”

“Ha ha, Star Lian, do you think by not killing her, you can display your nobility?

We are a mercenary organization; why can’t you face this reality?” Illusion Fox, as if driven mad, usually gentle with Nightmare, was now shaking his body violently, shouting crazily.

“I am a mercenary, yes, but I have my principles,” Nightmare circulated his Inner Strength, breaking free from Illusion Fox’s grasp, then seized her, pulling her towards the outside, shouting loudly, “The Soldiers are about to come in, let’s go quickly.”

Seeing that Illusion Fox had fallen silent with no struggle, Nightmare thought she had agreed and let his guard down, pulling her body towards the outside, while the corners of Illusion Fox’s mouth revealed an almost imperceptible smirk.

“Whoosh.” Taking advantage of Nightmare’s relaxed guard, Illusion Fox’s dangling arm suddenly lifted, a long whip following suit, its tail lashing towards the unguarded young girl.

“Stop,” Nightmare shouted immediately, trying to grab the whip from Illusion Fox’s hand, but it was too late.

The long whip, like a wildly dancing golden snake, struck the girl’s head in the blink of an eye, and as the fresh blood splattered on the walls, Nightmare’s heart turned icy cold.

“Lord Refining Mo, we have eliminated the target, we will exit immediately,” Illusion Fox said cold-faced into the headset, then snatched it off, walking over to Nightmare, saying indifferently, “Star Lian, don’t blame me.”

…

Back at the base, Nightmare locked himself in a room, not eating or drinking for three days.

Although Illusion Fox knew the reason for Nightmare’s state, she still hardened her heart and did not enter, thinking that Nightmare needed to face the reality, believing that given time, he would come to the same understanding.

Three days later, Nightmare finally stepped out of the room, eyes bloodshot as if he hadn’t slept in a long time, his once clean-shaven face now sporting stubble, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

When he walked out, Illusion Fox rushed up to him.

“Star Lian, are you okay?” Illusion Fox asked with concern, but Nightmare walked past her like a walking corpse, never pausing…

…

In the conference room, five members of the Tomb Spirit Organization were discussing something, with Refining Mo speaking enthusiastically on top, but Nightmare appeared to be sleepwalking, his eyes vacant as he stared down.

Illusion Fox reached out and held Nightmare’s tremoring fist.

“Don’t touch me,” Nightmare pushed Illusion Fox’s hand away coldly, as if she were a stranger.

Illusion Fox saw the hatred in Nightmare’s eyes and could only withdraw her hand helplessly.

“Gentlemen, our mission this time is at the biological laboratory in Hong Kong, to retrieve a specific material, happening tomorrow night.

The reward is substantial, but let’s not take it lightly,” Refining Mo’s words sparked a sudden alertness in Nightmare, as if he had thought of something.

…

Late at night, at a secluded street corner, with few pedestrians around, a solitary phone booth stood, the cold wind howling through, issuing a low “whoosh.” Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared at the entrance of the alley, looking around, then quickly moved to the side of the phone booth and dialed a number.

“Hello, is this the Hong Kong Security Bureau?

I have a secret tip to provide…

Tomorrow night, the Tomb Spirit Organization is planning to attack the biological laboratory in Hong Kong…”

…

The next night, as five figures stealthily approached the biological laboratory under cover of darkness, they were unaware that their every move was already known to the Hong Kong Security Bureau.

“Te Que, you stay behind to cover us, the rest follow me.” Refining Mo instructed his team and then swiftly killed the two guards outside the lab.

Due to SAD’s prior arrangements, the place was tightly secured outside but lax inside, allowing the Tomb Spirit Organization’s five members to quickly enter the lab.

“All units be alert, prepare to close the net.” A man on a distant high-rise was peering through binoculars, speaking into a headset.

“My lord, this seems odd; why is there nobody inside, and it seems like someone tampered with the security system.” Rong Yuan easily bypassed several security systems on the doors but vigilantly noticed something unusual.

“No good, something’s not right here, everyone, retreat!” Refining Mo looked around at the corners and the ceiling, realizing all the cameras were rotating non-stop and quickly sensed something was amiss.

“Clang.”

“Clang.”

Suddenly, steel plates fell over several windows around them, sealing them shut, leaving only the door.

“Damn, it’s an ambush.” Refining Mo shouted, pulled out a shotgun from his back, and aimed at the entrance.

Then, all the lab’s lights went out, plunging the space into darkness.

A series of heavy footsteps approached, it was a fully armed team of SAD members, all wearing night-vision goggles, firing their high-powered rifles into the room.

“Bang, bang, bang.” Both sides were in a desperate fight, and even without night-vision gear, the cultivators’ vision allowed them to see in the dark.

“Ahh!” Suddenly, a scream rang out in the darkness; it was Te Que’s voice.

“Boom.” Following that, an explosion sounded, blowing a large hole in the laboratory wall.

…

In the hospital ward, Ye Shikai quietly played the role of listener, intently listening to Nightmare on the sickbed recounting the past.

Now he finally understood, the Tomb Spirit Organization’s attack on the Hong Kong laboratory had actually been pre-emptively leaked to the Hong Kong Security Bureau by Nightmare.

“You did it to completely break away from the Tomb Spirit Organization, right?” Ye Shikai asked softly.

“That’s right, Te Que was a top sniper, he was responsible for overseeing the whole operation, so for this plan, I had to kill him,” Nightmare said indifferently, pointing to the pair of halberds beside him.

“However, my method of killing was very covert; neither Hong Kong’s SAD nor the Tomb Spirit Organization knew that Te Que was actually stabbed to death from behind by one of my halberds.”

“Have you seen Illusion Fox since then?”

“No, not until now.”