Ark Chess Player

Charlott's consciousness gradually faded, and if it weren't for the training he had received in the past that allowed him to maintain his thinking, he might have fainted from his body's instinctive reaction.

I underestimated these people after all. I never expected to encounter such a seasoned veteran. What kind of pharmaceutical company is this?!

Charlott's gaze wavered as he tried to control his numb limbs, but he couldn't defy the laws of nature in the short term. Luckily, he had given the signal to begin the operation beforehand; otherwise, charging in alone would have been incredibly foolish. Even if he was restrained, it didn't matter; his comrades would soon rush to protect him. Once he recovered, he would reveal his trump card, if necessary, and make sure these people died here!

But... where are the people?

To Charlott’s surprise, he received no support from his colleagues for a long time.

Because of the electric shock coursing through his body, Charlot's five senses were dulled. He heard a series of noises behind him, but he couldn't tell what was making the noise.

Charlott tried to turn his head, but his stiff neck, weakened by the high-voltage shock, prevented him from moving freely. His gaze inadvertently fell on Old Huang. He recognized him; this was the pawn of "Dragon Gate Rebirth," the most useless piece to be discarded.

The original plan was that after they completely annihilated the Rhodes Island group, they should also get rid of Huang Laogou, since only the dead would not leak secrets.

At this moment, Old Huang's face was contorted in agony, as if he had eaten excrement.

Even so, his eyes still gave Charlot the information he wanted, tiny glimmers of light reflected in his terrified gaze.

The red chess piece is placed on the chessboard.

The kingslayer didn't really leave. She first comforted Misha and told her not to go out, then came out of the back door of the house with the conman.

Twenty minutes ago, the Kingslayer was enjoying an incredibly delicious meal—the likes of which she had never tasted before—in the restaurant. Upon learning that she was consuming a dessert set worth one million Lungmen Dollars, equivalent to two thousand Red Gold, the impoverished girl Lyudmila trembled violently. While trying to appear nonchalant in front of Misha, she pressed down on her trembling legs and mentally planned how to elegantly dine and dash.

You didn't expect this, did you, Chaoshan? This is my escape route as the King Killer!

It wasn't until the waiter kindly reminded the Kingslayer that all guests of the BOSS... that is, Lin Lu, dine for free at Grand Maison Lungmen that the Kingslayer stopped trembling and, like a country girl just out of the countryside, shouted at the menu, "Give me one of everything!"

Time had never seemed to pass so slowly. Just as the kingslayer was overjoyed at finally receiving her meal, the conman approached her with a serious expression and told her...

"The boss has given you a mission, and he said that only you can complete it."

The conman glanced at the exquisite dishes on the table, paused, and said softly, "Of course, you can refuse."

The fragrant, high-grade meat was already being brought to his mouth with a fork when the Kingslayer blinked, his distant consciousness snapping back from the wonderful world of spices.

She glanced at the food shimmering on her fork, then looked up at the conman, and silently put the fork back on her plate.

Don't eat.

I absolutely will not eat it.

She worried that if she took that first bite, she wouldn't have the courage to make another decision.

The kingslayer abruptly stood up, viciously wiping the chocolate crumbs from his mouth, and put his mask back on.

"Walk."

At this moment, the servants of Grand Maison Lungmen all changed their views on the regicide.

You should know that this meal was carefully prepared by the head chef, just to let the BOSS's guests know just how high the BOSS's status is!

The army without borders can do everything, even the cookhouse is number one!

Someone who can put down the meat that's practically in their mouth and resist such temptation, and who sets off immediately upon hearing the BOSS's order, is no ordinary person.

The only pity is that such a carefully prepared meal could not be properly enjoyed.

The waiters sighed softly.

"Waiter, takeout!"

The kingslayer shouted with great vigor, leaving behind a majestic figure.

The waiters at Grand Maison Lungmen were jolted awake; they realized that this was the Queen Killer's recognition and appreciation of them.

She would never let down everyone who had worked so hard to prepare this meal.

Saving food is never outdated.

No wonder he's the boss's close friend!

Rumor has it that she single-handedly fought off the Lungmen branch's defense squad the day before yesterday to protect the BOSS, and she actually won! The intelligence team's con artists were all stuffed into the wall—yes, the one next to her. Ah, if it's her, I could probably entrust the BOSS to her with peace of mind, right?

After all, the boss isn't young anymore; it's about time he settled down and started a family...

The kingslayer left amidst the applause of the servants, looking bewildered. Misha followed behind her, seemingly guessing what had happened.

On this day, the Kingslayer was ranked fifth on the Army Without Borders' internal leaderboard as the most suitable partner for the BOSS.

"..."

The Kingslayer silently slammed the head of the Royal Guard squad member against the wall, making a dull thud.

The safe houses built by Army Without Borders are far stronger than imagined, and they also have force sensors. Not long ago, the swindlers discovered the situation after reviewing the surveillance footage because the safe houses in the slums received an impact force exceeding the threshold. They immediately reported it to Lawyer Lin.

Lin Lu originally intended to let only the king killer and the swindler deal with it, but Misha insisted on going along, and he chose to respect her opinion.

Misha came here with them not to freeload, but because she was waiting for Lin Lu to come and rescue people after he got his equipment!

Lin Lu wouldn't blindly think "it's for Misha's own good" and demand that she stay at Grand Maison Lungmen.

This is not protection for her at all, but imprisonment.

"It's you! It's you! It's you!"

The Kingslayer sidestepped a sneak attack from a Royal Guard officer, her agile figure shifting behind him with a complex web of movements. She grabbed the officer by the back of the head and slammed him against another officer on the other side. The two officers' heads collided heavily, producing a loud thud, and their helmets cracked open.

"It's all your fault! You made me miss my meal!!"

The regicide did not use a carbon alloy short blade, but instead used a pair of thin red and white gloves that Lin Lu had given her.

She didn't know what material the gloves were made of; they were very light, but their resistance in all aspects was quite high. This allowed her to catch blades with her bare hands, and she could even crush the standard-issue longsword of the Royal Guard Bureau. She could also scrape deep grooves into the walls of the safe house with her bare hands. They were incredibly useful.

It was said that Chaoshan prepared this as a gift for Lin Lü's return, but Lin Lü said he didn't need it and asked Chaoshan if he could give it to someone else.

After obtaining the giver's consent, Lin Lu directly threw this legendary treasure of the Yan Kingdom to the regicide.

The reason is simple: Lin Lu, the hunter of the Warm Nikki, thinks that the Kingslayer suits red and white very well, and it looks just right when worn.

Chaoshan smiled and said, "Sister, you look really good in that," but her smile was full of murderous intent.

The foolish regicide grinned foolishly, completely unaware that he was being watched.

"how come--"

Charlott's eyes widened; he hadn't expected his elite squad to be defeated so easily.

He tried to muster all his strength to forcefully control his paralyzed body, but a muffled thud of a gun came from afar.

A sharp pain shot through his left shoulder. Charlot slowly lowered his head and realized that a bullet had pierced his shoulder, along with the recording device hanging there!

Blood and foam, mingling with fragments of sophisticated instruments, swirled and fell onto the muddy ground, the metallic sheen reflecting on Charlott's terrified face.

"How is that possible! How could a weak and powerless gun possibly hurt me!"

Charlot roared. To the Yan Kingdom warriors, who were skilled in using all sorts of concealed weapons, firearms were useless. Only useless people would use such useless weapons, and he disdained them. Even though the Guard Bureau offered sniper training, he refused to participate and even mocked others.

Now that Charlott has been pierced through the flesh by a gun bullet and his recorder has been shattered, how could he not be furious!?

"here you go."

Amiya looked up and gave a thumbs-up to the red-haired figure standing on the high platform in the distance.

Penguin Logistics special agent Exusiai slowly raised the gun in her hand.

She lightly flicked her index and middle fingers with her left hand, gracefully stroking her long, thin bangs.

You can always trust Exusiai.

"Amiya, can I stab him twice?"

Franka asked the question while heating the rapier in her hand.

Amiya glanced at the fragments of the recorder scattered on the ground, then looked up at the Royal Guard squad behind her, which was being suppressed by the Kingslayer alone.

"I'm going to hand him over to Commander Chen's men next, understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Franka nodded obediently like a chick pecking at rice.

“…Don’t mess things up,” Amiya cautioned, certain that these people weren’t sent by Superintendent Chen. She also had a feeling that this group had some connection to the Lungmen youths who had started the riots in the slums.

"Okay~"

Franka smiled and raised her incandescent rapier. She squinted and swung the rapier.

"Don't think about it!"

Charlott had by then regained his ability to move.

With his powerful martial arts physique, Charlot immediately retreated, moving more than ten meters away from his original position in an instant.

But to his utter surprise, Franka still managed to stab him in the right shoulder.

A fragrant breeze caressed my face, and a flash of intense white light disappeared in an instant.

"Sorry, I anticipated your prediction."

Franka, who had decided to take the plunge from the very beginning, said without a smile.

Chapter 244 The Sentinel (4K)

Faced with the ultra-high temperature of the thermite sword, Charlot's Royal Guard standard armor and tough warrior body were completely useless.

An indescribable, excruciating pain shot through his right shoulder, causing Charlot to howl in agony. He could clearly feel his flesh and bones being melted and pierced. The intense pain made him wish he could just pass out, but his mind remained conscious despite the excruciating agony that exceeded the limits of human endurance.

There's something wrong with this sword!

Charlott's eyes widened; with a gun piercing his left shoulder, he was powerless to resist.

As wisps of smoke rose, Franka slowly drew her slender sword, seeing that the person was almost cooked.

"Haa, haa... Ah—!!"

Just when Charlot thought it was finally over, Franka slammed her feet down twice, and a flash of white light ripped through the air like lightning. The girl confidently sheathed her sword, and a cloud of mist billowed from its scabbard as she walked towards the direction of the Thunder Serpent.

Behind Franka, Charlott collapsed to his knees, parallel bloody holes appearing on both knees, and a faint smell of burning filled the air.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Amiya knew why Franka was acting, which was why she allowed Franka to carry out this action.

"Serve the leaders!"

Franka said respectfully, turning around and reaching out to embrace Razer, who was still recovering from exhaustion.