The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 362 - 362 362 10 Moves

362: Chapter 362: 10 Moves 362: Chapter 362: 10 Moves “Nightmare, are you sure you want to go?” Ye Shikai hesitated, the recording echoing in his mind again, but he didn’t have the courage to tell Nightmare.

“Haha, Boss, if sister-in-law was captured by them, would you go to rescue her?” Nightmare’s mouth curved slightly upward, as he slowly stood up, his eyes filled with resolution and determination.

There was only one answer to this question, whether it was Ye Shikai or Nightmare, both would unhesitatingly go to rescue.

But, was Illusion Fox really captured?

Or was it intentional?

“Boss, thank you for all these years, but my mind is made up.

Today, succeed or die trying; either Illusion Fox and I will return together, or…

neither of us will return.” Nightmare walked slowly towards the door; usually aloof, he now began to be sentimental, ready for the possibility of not returning.

A furious wrath for the sake of a beauty, a tragic end for a hero, how majestic, yet alas.

“Wait a minute.” Just as Nightmare was about to leave, Ye Shikai suddenly stopped him.

“Boss, is there anything else you need?” Nightmare turned around and gave Ye Shikai a slight smile.

“Take this, listen to it, and then make your decision.” A recording pen flew through the air, drawing an arc before accurately landing in Nightmare’s hand.

……

Hong Kong Park.

What Nightmare did not expect at all was that Refining Mo chose the location to be Hong Kong Park.

Just a few days ago, Refining Mo and Ye Shikai had a fierce battle here, even the large bridge over the artificial lake was chopped in half.

Originally, it was under repair, now it looked like it needed to be “repaired” again.

But in the dead of night, the repair workers had obviously all left; it must be said that Refining Mo was bold and daring, choosing the most likely spot for police deployment to propose a battle.

The most dangerous place is also the safest place.

Facing the cold night wind, Nightmare slowly walked towards the artificial lake.

Dressed in a white robe, which made him particularly conspicuous in the night, he wore a silver soft armor underneath.

This was a treasure he had obtained a long time ago, crafted by an ancient famous forger, containing the essence of arrays and energy─a rare piece of protective gear, long treasured by him.

He once wanted to give this soft armor to Illusion Fox for her protection, but she declined with a laugh.

She said it was a man’s style and unfitting for her to wear; she also hoped that Nightmare would never have to wear this soft armor because if the situation ever got so dire that he needed to wear it, it would mean there was a threat to his life.

Nightmare reached one end of the broken bridge, and on the other end stood three figures: Refining Mo, Rong Yuan, and Illusion Fox.

“Refining Mo, I’m already here, let her go.” Nightmare said, his expression frosty and utterly cold, a flicker of murderous intent passing through his eyes.

“Haha, Star Lian, you still maintain that aloof demeanor, impressive as always, coming here all by yourself.

You haven’t proven me wrong.” Refining Mo laughed loudly, despite Nightmare’s departure from the Tomb Spirit Organization over five years ago, Refining Mo still addressed him as “Star Lian”.

Over the years, no one has replaced his position, partly due to Illusion Fox’s opposition, and possibly because Refining Mo felt no one could surpass him.

“Quit the nonsense, release her.

I need to get back to sleep.” Nightmare replied disdainfully.

“Alright, alright, indeed bold.” Refining Mo applauded, reaching out to touch Illusion Fox’s pretty face, he sneered, “Star Lian, we’ve worked together for many years.

It’s only natural for you and Illusion Fox to want to leave the organization and fly together.

I’m not a tyrant, we should part on good terms, I have no objections.”

Hearing this, Nightmare couldn’t help but snicker.

Refining Mo’s words were like saying Zhu Bajie isn’t gluttonous, an outright lie.

“Refining Mo, let’s be straightforward, what do you want to let her go?” Nightmare demanded loudly.

“Didn’t I say?

Goodbye on good terms.

But you know the rules of the Tomb Spirit Organization.

However, today I can make an exception.” Refining Mo’s face turned unsightly, his pretentious pleasantries were all mocked by Nightmare, yet he suppressed his anger and finished his statement.

“Don’t touch her.” Nightmare said coldly, his tone already laced with murderous intent.

“Hmph, you can save her, if you can block my ten strikes, you can take her away.”

Refining Mo’s ten strikes – what a concept.

Five years ago, Refining Mo was on par with Ye Shikai, meaning he had the strength of the Main God.

Even the top-ranked expert on the Dark List had only a fifty percent chance to survive ten strikes from a Main God.

Five years later, his strength was slightly lesser than Ye Shikai, but with the Desire Splitting Blade, a Divine Artifact in hand, and having acquired Regeneration Skills, his power had climbed another notch, even Ye Shikai wasn’t sure he could beat him.

Thus, for Nightmare right now, the chances of surviving ten strikes from Refining Mo were slim.

“Let’s fight then.” As soon as Nightmare’s voice fell, a pale blue long sword hung above his head, Refining Mo had made his move.

“Bang.” Nightmare swung his arms, blocking with his dual halberds.

The collision between the weapons sparked blinding fireworks, releasing massive energy, the powerful shockwave sent Nightmare flying like a kite with its string cut.

One move passed.

Nightmare immediately got up from the ground, held his breath, circulated his Inner Strength, facing the fierce assault of the Desire Splitting Blade undaunted, side-stepping swiftly to avoid the blade, the energy from the attack split a large tree behind him in two.

Two moves passed.

Nightmare took this opportunity to switch from defense to offense, swinging his dual halberds, smashing fiercely towards Refining Mo’s head.

Refining Mo quickly blocked with the Desire Splitting Blade, a dark energy burst from the halberd clashed with the blade.

The collision of blue and black, like a chemical reaction, caused a violent explosion.

Nightmare’s martial skills were superior, wielding the dual halberds ingeniously, matching Refining Mo’s swordsmanship.

This attack was unexpected for Refining Mo, caught off-guard he could only parry hastily.

If not for the Desire Splitting Blade and his strong Inner Strength, he would have been gravely injured, staggering back two steps, Nightmare seized the moment, thrusting the left halberd towards his chest.

Refining Mo couldn’t dodge in time, but the halberd did not penetrate his chest, instead, it stabbed his left arm, blood gushing out profusely.

This attack filled Nightmare with hope.

But in the next moment, Nightmare’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Calmly, the wound on Refining Mo’s left arm healed rapidly in plain sight, in just two breaths, the wound had completely healed, the bleeding had stopped, and the new skin was as soft and white as a baby’s.