No.1 Bodyguard

Chapter 73 Sword Saint's Mission

Lin Shuimo 's attitude towards Lin Xiaocao suddenly turned cold.

Although it was said to be cold, it wasn't entirely true. To be exact, it could be said to be a kind of grievance and grievance that belonged to the little girl's mentality. It carried an element of anger. Of course, there was also a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment.

Lin Shuimo was no stranger to the word "good impression". Within the entire Divine Continent Empire , She could be considered a second-tier or even a quasi-first-tier daughter, The Lin Clan of the Nine Continents City was not very eye catching because it was located in the Nine Continents City. If placed in place, It can be said to be second to none in any province, Lin Shuimo would also be one of the top children in the area, So if it's true, Lin Shuimo's vision wasn't narrow, She had seen too many people in the past, Absurd, domineering, low-key, calm, hidden, fond of pretending to show off. She was naturally too lazy to look at the bad ones. However, as a woman, Lin Shuimo definitely had a good impression of the good guys. It was a very simple feeling. She only appreciated the good guys, even regardless of gender.

Lin Shuimo had a good impression of Lin Xiaocao. After all, the stronger Lin Xiaocao was, the safer she would be. Moreover, even Lin Shuimo, who did not understand the cruelty of the Dark World, understood that Lin Xiaocao, who could defeat Yang Wuwei, was definitely outstanding in that world.

Moreover, Lin Xiaocao 's appearance and temperament were also extremely outstanding. She had a very handsome appearance. Her temperament was cold and silent, but she was very strong and resolute. Every time he appeared in Lin Shuimo 's line of sight, she would feel an inexplicable sense of security.

This seemed to be one of the important reasons why she could tolerate Lin Xiaocao never treating her like a bodyguard.

It's appreciation.

She admired him, so she had a good impression of him. However, Lin Shuimo wasn't sure if he liked him. He hadn't even thought about it.

In her heart, liking, even love, was a tacit understanding between the two of them. As time went on, it would naturally come naturally.

But the night she was kidnapped, When Lin Xiaocao broke through the wall and rushed forward without turning back, she forcefully rushed into Lin Shuimo 's heart as a conqueror. There was no tacit understanding, no gentleness, no delicacy. However, no woman could refuse such a scene. It was filled with extreme wildness and power, challenging everyone's imagination.

It was a soul-level shock.

At that time, she was hiding behind a pillar by an unfamiliar woman. When she watched Lin Xiaocao charge in her direction, her mind was filled with chaotic thoughts. At that moment, she only had one thought: He was not her bodyguard, but her only guardian!

In the days to come, as long as he was by her side, she would not be afraid of anything!

At that moment, Lin Shuimo was sure that he liked this man, and even fell in love with him.

But this was only an instant.

After escaping, Lin Xiaocao , who was so fierce that he didn't look like a human, immediately returned to her original state. She was dull, stiff, cold, and even Lin Shuimo , who was excited, frightened, excited, and somewhat happy, was somewhat resentful. Then, she became entangled.

She suddenly realized that she couldn't tell if she was in love with Lin Xiaocao when she exploded, or if she only had a good impression of Lin Xiaocao under normal conditions.

Emotions, especially love, are destined to accompany every woman for her entire life. It has nothing to do with mind, age, or birth.

Lin Shuimo thought and thought for a night, but before he could completely understand, he was viciously stimulated by Yang Yingxue .

Therefore, when Lin Xiaocao asked her if she liked him, Lin Shuimo , who had not even thought about it clearly, subconsciously asked back.

Actually, after she finished asking, she immediately felt a little guilty, followed by a huge shyness, because in her conservative mind, such a rhetorical question was nothing more than a confession.

If Lin Xiaocao had nodded and said yes, the relationship between the two of them might not have been that of a bodyguard and an employer.

However, Lin Xiaocao said unkindly, "No!"

Lin Shuimo , who was filled with shyness and anticipation, immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

He actually rejected him!

Hun Dan rejected his confession? !

Her mind went blank and she subconsciously asked why, but the answer she got was obviously perfunctory and nonsense: because she couldn't.

Lin Shuimo felt that he no longer liked Lin Xiaocao at all, and his original good impression of him was gone.

She hates him.

This Soul Light was too much.

She really wanted to tug at his clothes and ask him why she couldn't like him, but she forcibly endured it. Doing so was too unreserved. Did she really think that she hated marrying a woman?

So the relationship between the cold and warm curve has been very strange since the recognition of the two began the cold war.

Calling it the Cold War was actually Lin Shuimo 's wishful thinking.

Lin Xiaocao was really ruthless. Not only was he murderous, he was even more ruthless when he fell silent. After two whole days, Lin Shuimo didn't say a word, so Lin Xiaocao could really ignore him calmly.

Eat?

He buried his head in the food and left.

Sleep?

Lying quietly on the sofa, he didn't even look at her.

As for normal times…

Lin Shuimo , who had a bitter expression on his face, had also secretly observed this man. He did not surf the Internet, nor did he watch much television, nor did he have any so-called outdoor activities. For most of the time in the hotel suite, he sat alone in his waking state, motionless and silent, like a statue.

Although Lin Xiaocao was still breathing, he didn't seem to be angry at all. No matter how bright the sunlight was, the room with Lin Xiaocao seemed to be filled with oppression and coldness.

Lin Shuimo knew very well that this was the aura of a man, and it seemed to reflect Lin Xiaocao 's inner world.

Lin Shuimo sat on the sofa opposite Lin Xiaocao , his expression cold. He casually flipped through a car magazine in his hand and couldn't help but look at him again.

He was still sitting quietly in a motionless position, but he wasn't dumbfounded. Normally, those who were dazed would have a dull glow in their eyes, but Lin Xiaocao 's gaze seemed to always be calm. There was vigilance and vigilance in the calm, and there was no ripple in it.

Exactly what kind of things would it take to make a man look like this?

Lin Shuimo wrinkled his nose and coldly snorted. He lowered his head and continued to flip through the magazine. He silently recited in his heart that it didn't matter if it was your indifference, but his gaze drifted towards Lin Xiaocao uncontrollably.

During the two days of cold war, even Lin Shuimo didn't seem to notice. Her feelings for Lin Xiaocao had changed from a good feeling to a faint love. Her feelings had changed from grievances to grievances. The nature of her emotions had undergone a world-shaking change.

Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door.

There was a sense of rhythm in the softness.

Lin Xiaocao raised his eyebrows and calmed down. He walked over and opened the door.

Yang Yingxue stood outside the door, holding up a mobile phone and looking at Lin Xiaocao with an unusually solemn expression.

This was the first time Lin Xiaocao had noticed such an expression on this little girl's face since she met Yang Yingxue .

"What?"

Lin Xiaocao asked indifferently, but his gaze instantly became sharp.

"Little Martial Uncle, my father's international call. He has something to say to you."

Yang Yingxue said slowly and handed the phone to Lin Xiaocao .

Sword Saint Yang Mo!

Lin Xiaocao narrowed his eyes and nodded. He pointed at the door and said, "You go in and protect Miss Lin. I'll be right back."

"Alright."

Yang Yingxue chuckled and walked into the room with her toes held high. After resting for two days, she was worried about how to get close to Martial Uncle War God again when her father called. This was simply a godsend. Although she could not get close to War God immediately, it was fine to attack his annoying employer first.

Yang Yingxue smiled and closed the door. Looking at Lin Shuimo , who was still holding the magazine, but his body was slightly tense, she instantly felt that her combat strength had exploded.

"Where's Little Grass?"

Lin Shuimo frowned slightly and asked Yang Yingxue .

She did not like this little girl who was between a girl and a girl. It was not that she hated her, but when she saw her, Lin Shuimo had an instinctive sense of danger and a feeling of being threatened.

She was said to be a little girl, but her body was not small at all. She was even more mature than most adult imperial women, and…

She's so beautiful.

The exotic aura of this Eurasian was the most lethal aphrodisiac for a man. Every time Lin Shuimo thought about how this girl wanted to stick to Lin Xiaocao , she felt uncomfortable. To put it bluntly, it was jealousy.

"Little Martial Uncle is on the phone with my father. He actually has a lot of things to do. He must have come to Nine Continents City not just to protect Auntie and Sister, right?"

Yang Yingxue smiled and sat opposite Lin Shuimo . She picked up Lin Xiaocao 's used teacup and drank a mouthful of water. She narrowed her eyes and her face was a little intoxicated.

Auntie and sister?

What a mess!

"As far as I know, Xiao Cao is Elder Ye's disciple, Xiao Cao's junior brother. There is only one in Nine Continents City, but unfortunately, that is definitely not your father. Because Xiao Cao's junior brother will definitely not marry a European woman." Lin Shuimo 's expression became colder and colder as he mocked, "As far as I know, Xiao Cao is Elder Ye's disciple, Xiao Cao's junior his junior his junior brother."

"He and my father are friends. According to seniority, it's not too much for me to call him Martial Uncle. Isn't that right?"

Yang Yingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "And what I call him is my business. It has nothing to do with you, auntie and sister, right? Actually, if he agrees, I would rather call him good brother. After all, he is not much older than me."

"I'm not much older than you, and I don't know your father either. Miss Yang, don't you think it's a bit too much to call me aunt and sister?"

Lin Shuimo narrowed his eyes and stared at the magazine in his hand, not raising his head.

"No way. Auntie, you are indeed several years older than me."

Yang Yingxue opened her eyes wide with an innocent expression. This time, she didn't even call her sister anymore and directly addressed her as Auntie.

"I'm not old!"

Lin Shuimo raised his head with an angry expression.

"You seem to be in a bad mood. Is it because of your age that you are upset?"

Yang Yingxue smiled innocently and said, "I heard that women will have menopause when they get older. Auntie, if it really is my intention to make you unhappy, I am willing to apologize to you."

"I don't accept your apology! I'm very happy!"

Lin Shuimo gritted his teeth and said word by word. His small hand clenched the magazine in his hand tightly, his pure white teeth clenching into a giggle.

"Oh, that's good. Auntie, I actually know Chinese medicine as well. After all, my mother is about to reach menopause. I've made a lot of preparations. Do you have a pen? I'll write the prescription for you. You'll definitely need it."

Yang Yingxue blinked and smiled.

"…"

After a moment of silence, Lin Shuimo finally tossed away the magazine in his hand. He looked at Yang Yingxue and suddenly revealed a gentle smile. He said softly, "Good girl, auntie, I appreciate your kindness. As a report, do you need auntie to introduce you to some young friends from Nine Continents City?" "You are about the same age and have more common topics. As for your Martial Uncle, it's good that he has started to get in touch with him. But the longer you stay with him, the more unbearable his temper will become. I have a distant cousin, and I'll introduce him to you in a few days."

Yang Yingxue 's smile stiffened, and a trace of astonishment and confusion subconsciously flashed through her eyes. She seemed to be completely unable to adapt to Lin Shuimo 's attitude.

Seeing Yang Yingxue 's reaction, Lin Shuimo slightly raised his chin, "You're just a kid, you still want to fight with me. If big sister doesn't accept the challenge again, wouldn't you be looked down on by a little girl from abroad?"

Outside the door.

Lin Xiaocao didn't answer the phone immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to a corner. After confirming that there were no surveillance and monitoring devices around, he put the phone in his ear and indifferently fed it.

"Your Highness, long time no see. Yang Guang and Ying Xue are by your side, causing you trouble."

On the phone, a warm and gentle voice sounded, carrying a hint of a smile. Just based on the voice, it was hard to imagine that the person on the other end of the phone was a top-ten killer on the killer list of the Dark World.

"There's no problem. I just happen to need some manpower. If you don't mind, you can let them stay by my side for a few more days."

Lin Xiaocao smiled. There was no courtesy or greeting. He directly said, "Old Yang, did something happen?"

"Big deal."

Yang Mo seemed to be accustomed to this kind of conversation, "Two days ago, someone came to me and wanted me to perform a mission. The other party gave me a very high price, eight digits, or US dollars. Normally, even with good luck, it would take one to two years to accumulate this number. But now, I only need one mission to earn it. What a pity."

"What a pity?"

Lin Xiaocao frowned and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you accept this mission?"

A single mission worth tens of millions of dollars was extremely rare even in the Dark World. Especially for a loose person like Yang Mo, it was worth fighting for. But now, Yang Mo actually refused?

"What exactly is going on? What mission does the other party want you to perform?"

Lin Xiaocao keenly sensed that something was unusual. After all, Yang Mo was a real veteran in Jianghu. He had made his debut at the age of twenty and was still leisurely living. Jianghu was incredibly rich. If he could still refuse under the temptation of the sky-high reward, it would clearly mean that this matter was extraordinary, or even that there was no hope of success.

There were only a handful of people in the Dark World who made the Sword Saint feel that there was no chance of success.

"I don't know what kind of mission it is. The other party wants me to go to London. It's not just me. Many people have received invitations. As far as I know, seven of the top 30 killers have already left."

Yang Mo smiled bitterly.

"What a grand formation."

Lin Xiaocao gradually became more cautious. "Do you have any reliable information?"

"It's hard to say. However, there aren't many powers in the world that can gather such a large amount of power in such a short period of time. Furthermore, there is an interesting phenomenon. The top 30 killers on the killer list, no, the top 100 elites belonging to the Dark Angels, seem to have already set off."

Lin Xiaocao took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes.

The Dark Angel, in terms of size and strength, was one of the top three killer organizations in the killer world. It was rumored that they were headquartered in New York, but no one was able to find their location.

New York.

That's American territory.

The United States is the territory of the Skull and Bones Association!

It was self-evident who was the master behind this assassin organization.

In the Dark Angel Organization, there were thirteen people on Lin Xiaocao 's killing list.

There were still five left, and the worst of these five could be ranked in the top 100 killers' rankings.

Lin Xiaocao was suddenly tempted. If he went to London at this time, if he searched carefully, he would definitely encounter them. Last time, they were lucky enough to escape, but this time, it was hard to say.

Lin Xiaocao frowned, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and asked, "Are you going to let me meet you in London to complete the mission together?"

This was something that was easy to understand. It was hard for killers to trust others, but Yang Mo would definitely feel itchy when he encountered such a high-priced mission. Therefore, he could only try to invite Lin Xiaocao , the only one he dared to believe, to try to cooperate.

As for the reward…

Yang Mo could totally believe that he would talk about it again.

A war god who had retired and disappeared for three years had returned to Jianghu, and the first appearance fee was only ten million dollars. This was a bit too frightening.

Yang Mo was completely convinced that if he could persuade the War God to act, the employer could double the price of $10 million. If this mission was important enough, the other party gritted his teeth. It wouldn't be a problem to add a zero.

After all, that was the Skull and Bones Society!

"I do have this intention. I wonder if His Highness is interested in coming over to play. There is always no one who doesn't have enough money. As for the reward, it will definitely be worthy of His Highness' status. I can take a small portion of it, and the big head will be yours."

Yang Mo chuckled softly. Even though it was tens of thousands of kilometers away, Lin Xiaocao could still hear Yang Mo slowly drawing his sword over the phone.

"How much can the reward be?"

Lin Xiaocao asked faintly. He really needed money. Even if it was money from the Skull and Bones Association, he would not refuse. As long as the other party could afford it, he could easily slash the Dark Angel after completing the mission.

"The Skull and Bones Society is basically in charge of this operation. There are many families involved. Rockefeller and Morgan have both shown signs of activity. The Dark Angel elites have shown their full strength. The importance of this battle is self-evident. If His Highness is willing to take action and guarantee that he can complete the mission, the reward will be at least $30 million. This is not my share."

Yang Mo said in a deep voice.

"Do you know what mission it is?"

Lin Xiaocao asked, his fingers gently tapping on the wall beside him, his eyes somewhat restless.

"I'm not sure, but I seem to have some clues."

Yang Mo hesitated for a moment and whispered, "The Emperor has come to Europe."