Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1516: Chapter 1550: Saint Anna’s Complaints

“Oh, dear. I miss you so much. It’s been so many years since I last saw you. Do you know how much I long for you in my heart?” Caylina spoke coyly, spreading her arms to throw herself onto Lin Zifeng.

“Someone’s coming!” Lin Zifeng reached out to push her away, coincidentally landing his hand on her two warm mounds in front of her chest.

“Oh! Too excited. Really too excited. Do you think you can quench my passion with such a lame excuse?”

Caylina continued to pounce toward him.

“Damn!” Lin Zifeng growled, raising his hand in a knife-like motion against Caylina’s neck. Then, his body spun like a rotating thallium, extending his legs into a scissor lock around her soft waist. Almost in an instant, Caylina couldn’t even scream before Lin Zifeng’s legs had her lifted off the ground.

“Bang~”

The window behind the sofa was kicked open, and Caylina was thrown out of it. Lin Zifeng, in a timely manner, grabbed a tablecloth, then took off his suit and tore off his belt.

The tablecloth, suit, and belt, the three things that could restrict a person, were all used on Caylina. Finally, a knife hand strike and she passed out completely. Lin Zifeng used the tablecloth, belt, and suit to hang her on the balcony outside the window.

All of this was completed in just two breaths.

“Creak~” At this moment, the master bedroom door also opened. With quick reflexes, Lin Zifeng darted into the bathroom.

Thud~

Just as Lin Zifeng dove into the bathroom, the door was pushed open by Saint Anna. Startled, Lin Zifeng hid in the bathroom, not daring to breathe heavily. Seeing that Saint Anna didn’t notice any anomaly, his heart, which had been hanging anxiously, suddenly eased.

However, the next scene was beyond Lin Zifeng’s expectations, and he was too shocked to rush out of the bathroom. It was due to the feast.

After making statements about Bermuda, Saint Anna was toasted by numerous princes, tycoons, and princesses, all expressing their respect for her.

Now, the effects of alcohol were kicking in.

As soon as she entered the room, her keen senses as a secret agent faded away, and she lay down on the bed, found the remote, turned on the TV, and started undressing…

Saint Anna had an amazing figure – whether in terms of height or proportions, she was top-tier beauty.

She usually liked to wear tight black British-style skinny jeans, a white waist-hugging shirt on top, holding the latest camera, deliberately disguising herself as an artist on a sketching tour…

As an agent, after all, you have to act like an agent… That’s how it’s depicted in movies.

Today, Saint Anna attended the banquet in evening wear, which is difficult to put on but easy to take off; a simple black outfit with a zipper at the back that, with a light pull, can be removed.

At this moment, the scene Lin Zifeng least wanted to see happened anyway.

Once Saint Anna removed her evening dress, she immediately revealed her perfect S-curve figure.

The exquisite and delicate skin, as if a piece of Rough Jade, was crystal clear, from her fragrant shoulders sweeping downward, making any male succumb to her perfect curves…

Americans are either obese or well-trained like her.

“Oh shit! Don’t… take it off~ Don’t… take it off~” Lin Zifeng’s heart was burning, as if a thousand grass-mud horses were stampeding!

As Saint Anna’s body was exposed after removing the evening dress, that explosive figure made Lin Zifeng, hiding in the bathroom, change his mind from “Don’t take it off” to “Don’t… take it off, take it off, take it off…”

After shedding the evening dress, Saint Anna tightly closed her eyes and placed her weary hand on her neck, swaying left and right, clearly exhausted over the past couple of days.

Finally, her face expressionlessly advanced step by step toward the bathroom.

Lin Zifeng hid behind the shower curtain in the bathroom, his eyes wide like a swollen fish, not daring to breathe even a bit.

Saint Anna entered the bathroom, still unaware of the guy hiding in the right-side bathtub…

She stood in front of the mirror, wetting her face and then her hair with water, before finally bending over to put her whole face into the water.

“Damn it! What a chance! Don’t get up. Stay in the water and calm yourself down,” Lin Zifeng silently shouted, hoping she wouldn’t get up.

However, he hesitated for half a second, retracting his outstretched leg once again.

Saint Anna suddenly straightened up from the water, slicked her long golden hair behind her head, and stared intently at her own reflection in the mirror.

“Saint Anna, do you think you’re still that ace agent you once were?”

At that moment, just as Lin Zifeng was extremely nervous inside, Saint Anna questioned herself in the mirror.

“You’re no longer that ace agent. From the moment you returned from the Taliban, from the death of ****, your mission was over. You are no longer the ace agent of the Federation Bureau; you’re just a dog anyone can order around!”

Saint Anna grew more agitated as she spoke, her emotions deteriorating, as if recalling some unhappy memories.

After she returned from Afghanistan, her mission was over, and after her identity was exposed there, her career as an agent had essentially reached its end.

Now she’s nothing but a runner for the organization. This time, being asked to host Lin Zifeng was just a trivial task—just running an errand for the organization. In essence, she had no value left.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she even felt she had reached a point of uselessness.

“Why treat me like this?!” Saint Anna hoarsely shouted.

“As an ace, I have my own dignity! I have my own pride!” Saint Anna pounded the wall with her fist, unwilling to accept it.

She didn’t even know Lin Zifeng; even if the organization had her help him, she only did some superficial work. Although Heavenly Gate was formidable, it wasn’t something she feared. In Saint Anna’s eyes, mercenaries from Heavenly Gate were no different from ordinary people, but she didn’t know that the Lin Zifeng of today could not be compared to previous mercenaries.

After quite some time, only then did her emotions calm down a bit post-intoxication.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she finally slowly unclasped the black and seductive bustier at her chest, giving it a gentle fling, which incidentally landed on the face of someone shivering in the bathtub…

(Yesterday, brothers and sisters showed great support, but in just one night, we dropped from third place to seventh or eighth in ranks, the monthly ticket battle begins! Everyone, see if you have any remaining monthly tickets.)