The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 120 - 120 119 Encounter with the Silver-Faced Female Warrior

120: Chapter 119: Encounter with the Silver-Faced Female Warrior 120: Chapter 119: Encounter with the Silver-Faced Female Warrior After all, being able to take a punch at fifty percent of his strength was a feat only a superhuman could achieve.

“I’m in Cemetery No.

7.”

Cemetery No.

7 was a private graveyard in Hell, where only core members of Hell who had passed away were eligible for burial.

Until now, there were already one hundred and eight people buried there.

No, including Huang Fei, who personally sent one in today, there were one hundred and nine people.

The silver-faced lady didn’t seem to be in a hurry to start fighting, her silver mask shimmering with a ghostly glow under the moonlight.

No powerful aura emanated from her, and if you didn’t look closely, you might mistake her for a piece of deadwood.

Yet it was this petite, seemingly unremarkable figure that imposed a tremendous pressure on King Fei, also known as the Underworld King.

This was an existence that had taken a seventy percent strength punch from the boss and had not died.

A creature of such rank, since leaving that battlefield full of slaughter, King Fei had never encountered again.

“Who in the world are you?” Huang Fei tried her best to control her emotions, not letting the other party sense her fear.

The silver-faced woman remained as still as deadwood, not speaking a word.

The night was exceedingly silent; at this moment, it felt as if even the wind had stilled.

She couldn’t wait any longer; Huang Fei’s fist clenched tightly.

She had to make a move now.

If she didn’t, she feared she would lose the chance to strike altogether.

For with every passing second, her sense of pressure grew, her chances of success shrank, and she feared that if the stand-off continued, she would lose all confidence of victory.

Just as Huang Fei prepared to attack, the silver-faced woman suddenly vanished.

“How is this possible!” Huang Fei’s heartbeat skipped half a beat.

Teleportation and such were simply non-existent.

This only indicated that the silver-faced woman’s speed was so fast that it surpassed her vision.

“Not good!”

Huang Fei reacted incredibly fast, her body shooting forward to the ground.

As she threw herself down, a sharp pain shot through her left shoulder.

She rolled on the ground for seven or eight meters before finally coming to a stop.

Huang Fei was extremely frightened.

Was this the strength of the silver-faced woman?

She couldn’t see her opponent’s movements at all.

If it weren’t for her instinctual reaction just now, that punch might have pierced through her back.

Too strong, terrifyingly strong, unhumanly strong; no wonder Wang Dadong specifically instructed the Four Heavenly Kings that if they ever encountered her, they must flee immediately.

But now, she couldn’t flee.

Before Lin Shiyan could react, she was the only one left swinging alone on the swing.

At that time, the Female CEO’s lips puckered up, “You damn bastard, having missed this chance, don’t you ever think it will come again.”

Wang Dadong, of course, couldn’t hear what Lin Shiyan was saying, as he was dashing towards Cemetery No.

7 as fast as lightning at that moment.

“Xiao Fei, hold on, you must wait for me!”

At this moment, Wang Dadong wished he could sprout wings and fly there.

The brothers who once followed him, now only a mere handful remained.

And the Four Heavenly Kings, they were undoubtedly the ones who had followed him the longest and shared the deepest bond.

Especially King Fei; he still owed her a promise.

Wang Dadong wasn’t foolish; he could see the feelings King Fei harbored for him.

But he couldn’t reciprocate King Fei’s feelings because their line of work forbade emotions.

An assassin who developed feelings would have attachments.

His sword would no longer be swift enough, which for an assassin was absolutely fatal.

Even someone as strong as the Piano Emperor couldn’t escape this fate, much less Huang Fei, whose cultivation was merely at the Intermediate Superhuman Realm.

Fortunately, the silver-faced woman didn’t pursue her advantage.

Otherwise, Huang Fei wouldn’t know if she could dodge the silver-faced woman’s second strike.

The Silver-faced Lady moved like a ghostly specter, with each step on the ground propelling her body forward by several meters.

Of course, it wasn’t that the Silver-faced Lady could move several meters in a single step, but to the average person’s eye, she would take ten steps and one would only see her foot move once.

This created an illusion as if she were teleporting instantaneously.

In the blink of an eye, the Silver-faced Lady arrived in front of the newest grave marker, belonging to a member of Hell who had just been buried—Huang Fei.

The member was only twenty-two years old, newly recruited into Hell, and a fan of hers.

Huang Fei clearly remembered, just a few days ago, she had patted his shoulder and told him that if he worked hard, he could become as powerful as her.

At that time, the young man had shown a naive smile, “Don’t worry, King Fei’s Sister, I definitely won’t disgrace the name of Hell.”

“Don’t worry, King Fei’s Sister, I definitely won’t disgrace the name of Hell.” That naive smile seemed still present before Huang Fei’s eyes.

But the two were already eternally separated by death.

When The Unintoxicated King brought him back, half of his body was gone.

Huang Fei didn’t even know his real name; she only knew his code name in Hell, Little Seven.

No one is invincible; everyone dies, even the Four Heavenly Kings are no exception.

The Silver-faced Lady reached out and grasped the stele, and with her movement, the stele was slowly pulled out from the ground.

Considering the stele already weighed hundreds of pounds, and part of it was buried in the ground, pulling it out without a force of thousands of pounds was simply impossible.

“No, stop!”

A simple dagger appeared in Huang Fei’s hand, swiftly lunging towards the Silver-faced Lady, She absolutely wouldn’t allow the Silver-faced Lady to destroy Little Seven’s gravestone.

She wouldn’t allow it.

Whoosh, Huang Fei only felt a flicker of a shadow, and the Silver-faced Lady vanished once more.

The next time she appeared, she was directly in front of her.

Following that, a light and airy palm imprint landed on her chest.

Huang Fei’s body immediately flew backward like a kite with its string cut, her beautiful eyes filled with despair.

In life, she hadn’t been able to protect him, and now in death, could she not even protect his grave marker?

“No!

I must protect your grave marker.”

Before Huang Fei hit the ground, she adjusted her body, and the moment she landed, her foot stomped hard on the ground, cracking it open and propelling her body like a cannonball back towards the Silver-faced Lady.

The Silver-faced Lady suddenly turned around, extending her right hand, and Huang Fei’s furious punch was easily caught in her grasp.

The Silver-faced Lady remained unmoved, while Huang Fei was shocked with a backlash force that made her spout fresh blood from her mouth.

Crack, the Silver-faced Lady flicked her wrist, and Huang Fei’s fist was instantly broken.

Boom, the Silver-faced Lady’s foot kicked Huang Fei squarely in the chest.

Huang Fei flew out again.

The Silver-faced Lady seemed to be growing impatient with Huang Fei, no longer attempting to pull out the gravestone but floating towards Huang Fei like the wind instead.

“I’m sorry, I’ve done all I could…”

As she watched the pale hand drawing closer and closer to her chest, Huang Fei revealed a helpless smile.

The strength of the Silver-faced Lady was overwhelming, leaving Huang Fei without the slightest strength to resist.

Bang!

A dull thud.

The hand of the Silver-faced Lady didn’t strike Huang Fei; instead, her own body was sent flying.