Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

As Chen Mo's voice faded, only the sound of the engine remained in the cabin.

The ghost did not speak.

He sat to the side, glanced at Chen Mo, and then quickly lowered his eyes, as if he had heard a verdict that did not need to be discussed.

Naga held the gun, the muzzle pointing to the ground, but his eyes were fixed on Vera's right hand.

That hand was very close to the master lever and not far from the knife on the right side of the leg.

Vera did not turn around.

She is the number one assassin on the dark web, and her skills are among the best in her field.

She has killed high-ranking officials and politicians, arms dealers, and even her senior colleagues who were known for never making a mistake.

She has absolute self-confidence; no man has ever been able to beat her or conquer her since she was a child.

Her man must be stronger than her, otherwise he's a piece of trash.

She was absolutely confident about this mission, but she had also considered the worst possible outcome.

I never considered the possibility of dying or not receiving the money.

Mission accomplished, five billion has been credited to his account, and Victor has fallen into the sea to feed the fish; he doesn't need to share the money with anyone.

She also wanted to use the money to buy an island, so that she wouldn't have to take orders from any man for the rest of her life.

According to her plan, she should now turn off the radio, drop the three men off at the shore, and then disappear into a place where even tax laws cannot find them.

But all the plans died on that stretch of sea.

She doesn't like this man.

It's not that I hate it, it's that kind of discomfort.

I can't understand him, I can't beat him, and I can't escape him.

A man she had just met presented her with a choice: death on the left, becoming his woman on the right, with no middle ground.

She didn't want to die; she hadn't spent a single cent of the 5 billion.

She killed people for half her life, not so that she could leave someone an inexhaustible inheritance on the day the money arrived.

So this isn't a choice, it's checking out.

After a long while, she slowly spoke.

"I choose to be your woman."

Chen Mo's lips twitched slightly.

"You're quite attractive; you're worthy of being my woman. Any other woman would be in the sea by now."

Vera's face flushed red and then turned pale.

She understood.

This isn't praising her; it's telling her.

Your survival is a gift from me.

The ghost chuckled and looked at Vera.

"Vera, the boss is all-powerful, incredibly rich, and extremely generous to his own people. You should thank God, thank the Lord, for being his woman."

Naga spoke up from the side.

"Ghost, you've misrepresented me."

The ghost realized what was happening and immediately bowed.

"It was my rudeness. From now on, I should call you 'Boss Lady'."

Vera gripped the collective pitch lever, her knuckles tightening slightly.

The phrase "boss lady" isn't particularly offensive; what's offensive is that nobody asks her if she wants anything.

Chen Mo closed his eyes.

"Alright, let's go back."

The ghost chuckled and bowed slightly to Chen Mo.

"Boss, I misspoke."

Los Angeles was bustling at the moment, seemingly still recovering from the bounty announcement, with gunshots and sirens blaring from afar.

As Chen Mo and his group drove the backup vehicle closer to Ava's villa, Chen Mo gave instructions to Ghost.

"Ghost, you are personally responsible for the aftermath of the manor's closure. Handle it well; I want to see the results by tomorrow. Also, give the workers sufficient compensation and arrange for them to return home tomorrow."

The ghost looked ahead.

"Understood, boss."

Naga and the ghost drove away, leaving only Chen Mo and Vera at the villa entrance.

The lights at the entrance of the villa were off, and there was only a dim light coming from the direction of the bedroom inside.

Vera looked at Chen Mo's profile.

The light didn't reach here; only a sliver of light from the living room cut across his jaw.

This Chinese man had a clean-cut face and a very special kind of charm.

He puts up a 10 billion bounty like throwing away a handful of coins, and kills three Black Hawk helicopters like turning off the lights when leaving the house.

However, her choice to become his woman does not mean she has truly submitted.

Chen Mo pushed open the door.

"Keep up."

Vera snapped out of her daze, drew a short knife from her side, held the tip of the knife in front of her, and took a deep breath.

"From childhood to adulthood, no man has ever been able to beat me. If you want to be my man, you must defeat me."

Chen Mo turned to look at her and shook his head.

"You've got it wrong. It's not that I want to be your man, it's that I'm giving you the chance to be my woman."

Vera was about to retort when the person in front of her suddenly disappeared.

Her wrist was still in the position of holding the knife, but the knife had disappeared.

My hand felt numb, and my fingers were clenched in mid-air, as if I hadn't just held a knife, but a gust of wind.

Chen Mo's voice came from behind her.

"If you choose to die, I can grant your wish."

Vera broke out in a cold sweat on the back of her neck.

She enjoys listening to other people's chaotic breathing when she kills them.

Now she could hear her breathing becoming erratic, and her nostrils flaring slightly.

Finally, she lowered her shoulders.

"I was wrong."

Chen Mo threw the knife back at her feet.

"Go in."

Vera bent down to pick up the knife.

She only realized her hand was trembling when her fingertips touched the knife handle.

She hid the tremor in her palm, followed him inside, and didn't say another word.

I went into the bedroom and kept the door closed until morning.

At night, Vera's screams came from Chen Mo's bedroom.

To teach her a lesson, Chen Mo put in some effort to discipline her.

Ava got up once, but after hearing the screams, she wisely went back to sleep.

Victoria clutched the cross, stood at the top of the stairs for half a second, listened, and then went back into her room.

None of them asked about it.

The women Chen Mo brought back didn't need to be interrogated.

Vera did not come downstairs in the morning.

There was coffee, fried eggs, and toasted bread on the table.

Ava placed the extra set of cutlery on the table and then put it back in the cupboard. Victoria glanced at the stairs, touched the cross with her finger, and whispered half a verse of the Hail Mary.

The other three women exchanged glances, but none of them mentioned their names.

When Chen Mo came downstairs, his expression was normal.

After finishing his breakfast, he only said that he was going to the Song Family Manor today.

Ava asked if he should finish with the woman he brought back.

Chen Mo wiped his hands.

"Let her continue sleeping."

Victoria lowered her head, her ears turning slightly red, but she quickly suppressed it.

The other three women were looking out the window, cutting bread, and handing salt to Ava.

As the convoy set off, the Los Angeles sun rose, but police sirens still blared in the streets.

Last night felt like a fever that hadn't completely subsided, and it's still smoldering during the day.

The manor was on a hillside, with a high iron gate and thick tree walls.

As soon as the car arrived at the gate, Ava grabbed Chen Mo's sleeve.

A black SUV was parked in front of the main entrance.

No license plate, windows so deep you can't see inside, engine still running.

It neither blocked the door nor left, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Victoria makes the sign of the cross on her chest.

The other three women fell silent at the same time.

Chen Mo stared at the car, his expression unchanged.

The rear window of the black SUV slowly rolled down a crack, and a bald man wearing sunglasses could be vaguely seen inside.

A man in a black suit and sunglasses got out of the passenger seat and walked to Chen Mo's car.

He handed over a black leather ID, but Chen Mo took it back before he could even look at it properly.

"Special Intelligence Agency. Mr. Chen, please come with us."