Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

47: Chapter 46 How Do You Want to Die 47: Chapter 46 How Do You Want to Die “Speak, how do you wish to die.”

Lu Tianxing’s voice was cold to the extreme, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

“You…

Who exactly are you?

You’re not just a security guard, you’re an Ancient Martial Artist, at the very least an Earth-level Expert.

Otherwise, there’s no way you would be my match.

Who are you really?”

A powerful sense of suffocation came crashing down, making Ding Hu’s complexion appear fierce and terrifying, his tone filled with deep fear.

Since his youth, he had followed his master Tie Shan to learn the Iron Sand Palm, having practiced it for over twenty years.

He had reached a level of proficiency where he could even turn a piece of steel into something as thin as paper, and his strength had long achieved the Profound Level.

Yet, he never imagined that Lu Tianxing’s strength would be so terrifying.

Despite only being in his twenties, his power was even stronger than that of the older generation.

He couldn’t withstand a single move from Lu Tianxing, and he couldn’t believe that Lu Tianxing was just a mere security guard.

Ancient Martial Artists are arrogant; none would be willing to be a despised security guard.

“You…

You can’t kill me, I’m from the White Tiger Hall of the Sky Alliance.

If you kill me, the Sky Alliance won’t let you off.

If you let me go, I can write off today’s incident.”

Ding Hu’s voice carried a thick sense of fear.

Ancient Martial Artists are divided into Yellow, Profound, Earth, Heavenly, Mythical, and Earthly Immortal levels, with each advancement bringing earth-shattering changes in strength.

The higher the realm, the greater the strength.

Eventually, they could even directly ignore bullets and bombs, relying solely on their True Qi to resist gunfire.

Ding Hu couldn’t fathom that being a Profound-level Ancient Martial Artist himself, he couldn’t evade a single move from Lu Tianxing.

There could be only one explanation—Lu Tianxing was stronger, perhaps he had reached the Earth level or even the Heavenly level.

Heaven-level Martial Artist!

At this thought, Ding Hu’s pupils constricted.

A Heaven-level Martial Artist was akin to a mobile nuclear weapon.

Forget about him, even the entire Sky Alliance would not be enough to fill the gap between their teeth for a Heaven-level Martial Artist, destroying Sky Alliance would be as easy as having a meal.

“Sky Alliance!

Do you think they can do anything to me?”

A cruel smile appeared on Lu Tianxing’s face as he chuckled coldly, “Tell me, who sent you to kill me?

Speak, and I will grant you a swift death.

Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead.”

Ding Hu couldn’t have been sent by the Sky Alliance, but by someone else.

Lu Tianxing was quite certain of this; otherwise, Rose would have sent him a message long ago.

“Impossible, there’s no way you’re a Heavenly Level Expert at such a young age, I don’t believe it.”

Ding Hu suddenly roared loudly, his voice hoarse with shouting, “I admit you’re strong, but you won’t dare kill me.

I’m the disciple of Tie Shan, and my master is an Earth-level Peak expert.

If you dare kill me, my master won’t let you off.

You better think this through.”

“Tie Shan?”

Lu Tianxing looked at Ding Hu with a cold smile and asked in a calm tone, “Do you think Tie Shan can do anything to me?

A man who is hunted by the Yanhuang Group and dares only to hide in the deep mountains, a waste who doesn’t dare show his face, he wants to kill me?”

“You…

How do you know all this?

Could you be from the Yanhuang Group?” Terror flooded Ding Hu’s face at the mention of the Yanhuang Group.

“Yanhuang Group, they’re worthy?

Since you refuse to say who sent you, then I’m sorry, goodbye.”

Lu Tianxing didn’t respond to Ding Hu’s question, only shook his head regretfully, his fingers instantly exerting force.

“No, you can’t kill me, I belong to the Sky Alliance, you…”

Feeling Lu Tianxing’s intent to kill, Ding Hu immediately panicked, shouting out loud, but before he could finish, his voice stopped abruptly as his throat was twisted shut.

“You don’t have to say anything; it doesn’t matter to me.”

Lu Tianxing casually threw Ding Hu’s body to the side, a cold smile in his heart.

He didn’t care who Ding Hu was.

Bring one, he’d kill one.

He wanted to see who would dare lay a finger on him.

Glancing at Ding Hu, whose eyes were still open in death, Lu Tianxing sneered, took out his phone, snapped a photo, edited the message, and after sending it to Rose, his figure flashed and vanished from the spot like a ghost.

Not long after Lu Tianxing left, several beams of light shone over.

Upon discovering Ding Hu, whose throat had been crushed, several security guards immediately started shouting loudly, awakening the entire district with their clamor.

…

After leaving Lin Lan District, Lu Tianxing hailed a taxi back to Ziyuan District.

When he opened the door and walked in, he saw Mrs.

Zhao coming up to greet him with a gentle smile, “Young Master, you’re back?

Have you had dinner?

If not, I’ve kept the dishes warm for you.”

“Mrs.

Zhao, there’s no need for the trouble, I’ve already eaten outside.

By the way, Mrs.

Zhao, where’s Zhiqing?

I don’t see her.

Is she still at the company and hasn’t come back?” Lu Tianxing walked into the living room to find Bai Zhiqing absent and inquired.

“Miss has been back for a long time.

She’s in the upstairs study room working.

It’s been several hours now, and she still hasn’t had her dinner,” Mrs.

Zhao said with a wry smile.

Lu Tianxing frowned slightly and said, “How can she not eat?

People are iron, food is steel; how can she work without eating?”

“Young Master, that’s what I said too.

But you know the stubborn temper of Miss; she won’t listen even if I tell her, and this has become a common occurrence.

I’m worried that if this continues, Miss’s health will be affected.”

Helplessness and concern were evident on Mrs.

Zhao’s face.

Ever since the incident that year, Bai Zhiqing had become a completely different person, turning into a thorough workaholic.

Hearing Mrs.

Zhao’s words, Lu Tianxing’s brows furrowed, no wonder he thought Bai Zhiqing’s health wasn’t very good.

With her irregular eating habits, it would be strange if nothing went wrong, “Mrs.

Zhao, is the food still warm?

I’ll take it up to see her.”

“But Miss, she…”

“Mrs.

Zhao, don’t worry.

I’m her husband.

Is she going to defy me?

If she angers me, I’ll let her know what ‘husband’s authority’ means.”

Hearing this, Mrs.

Zhao’s eyes widened, “Young Master, are you going to hit Miss?”

“Well!”

Lu Tianxing said with a face full of exasperation, “Mrs.

Zhao, don’t worry, I don’t hit women.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Young Master.”

Soon after, Lu Tianxing appeared at the second-floor study door with a plate of hot, fragrant food.

This was his first time on the second floor, but he was already familiar with the layout of the entire villa; after all, he never knew when Bai Zhiqing might not be able to resist calling him upstairs for some intimate moments—it would be embarrassing if he couldn’t find the room.

As a qualified seducer, scouting the terrain in advance was essential.

He approached the study door and, seeing the light spilling through the crack, Lu Tianxing frowned slightly.

He raised his hand and knocked gently, but with no answer.

After a moment, he simply pushed the door open and walked in.

Upon entering the study, what caught his eye was a large bookshelf filled with an assortment of books—financial management, foreign classics, all neatly arranged, a scent of books mixed with Bai Zhiqing’s unique fragrance wafting through the room.

Lu Tianxing glanced at the bookshelf and immediately looked away.

To someone like him, a veritable academic slouch, such a multitude of books was nothing short of a nightmare.

On the other side of the bookshelf was a dark red desk, piled high with documents.

Bai Zhiqing was currently asleep on the desk, and Lu Tianxing’s entrance didn’t wake her.