Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Although the artificial spirit stone project was halted, all the research data remained in Lin Wanrou's mind.

She is a walking, human-shaped data file.

"Forget about the Martial Alliance leader, let's just leave it at that. If they dare to attack again, I'll smash through the Martial Alliance and drag those scum down from their pedestals!"

Qin Quan's tone was firm, carrying an undeniable air of dominance.

Lin Wanrou felt a warmth in her heart, and her face lit up with a smile.

"Hehe, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

The car soon arrived at Qingshi Farm.

Qin Quan reached out and gently stroked Lin Wanrou's delicate nose, grinning mischievously:

"I've gone to so much trouble to protect you, what reward do you have for me?"

"What reward do you want?"

Lin Wanrou's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart raced.

"I want a secretary-like demeanor."

Qin Quan leaned close to Lin Wanrou's ear, his voice suggestive.

Swah——

Lin Wanrou's pretty face instantly turned bright red, the blush extending all the way to the back of her ears.

She glared at Qin Quan reproachfully, "What's going on in your head? The day before yesterday you wanted a mature, sophisticated look in black stockings, today you want a secretary look, and tomorrow you're probably going to want a preppy look?"

"Academy style? Okay, you really know how to play the game."

"wrong!"

As if she had just thought of something, Lin Wanrou suddenly widened her beautiful eyes and asked incredulously.

"You rascal Qin Quan, no wonder you demanded a secretary like Feng! Have you taken a liking to my assistant, Ye Qiu?"

What are you thinking about?

Qin Quan slapped his forehead, his face full of black lines.

"I just wanted to play role-playing games with you, what does that have to do with Ye Qiu?"

"The secretary is no less capable than the boss's wife."

Lin Wanrou stared at Qin Quan meaningfully, her eyes full of cunning.

"Ye Qiu is nice, but I don't feel anything for her. As for you, I like all kinds of styles and all kinds of role-playing."

Qin Quan leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Lin Wanrou's ear, a sensation that was both comforting and ticklish.

His words became increasingly outrageous.

Finally, it directly points out the crux of the matter.

"We can go to your office tonight. I love the feeling of being in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, especially the view of the city lights from the 36th floor..."

"You bastard, you filthy scoundrel, I... I'm ignoring you now."

Lin Wanrou blushed and her heart pounded as she was teased, fearing that Qin Quan would lose control on the spot and perform a four-wheel alignment for her in the cramped car.

She hurriedly pushed open the car door and rushed into Qing Shi Farm without looking back, forgetting to even close the car door.

"You think you can't be dealt with?"

Qin Quan watched Lin Wanrou's departing figure, a playful smile playing on his lips.

(I'd like to ask you, dear readers, which is better: a secretary style or an academic style?)

"Who cares? Let's play with them one by one. If we add a Catwoman later, that's not a bad idea."

As he pondered, the image of his beautiful landlady appeared in Qin Quan's mind.

"Sister Yao understands me best."

He reclined the passenger seat, lit a cigarette, and his mind was filled with various role-playing scenarios.

……

As dusk fell, the city lights began to illuminate the night.

Lin Wanrou hadn't finished handing over her work yet.

Qin Quan wasn't in a hurry; such a large project naturally required time for handover and sealing.

With nothing to do, he opened the car door, ready to get out and get some fresh air.

The moment his foot touched the ground.

suddenly!

Whoosh!

A bullet, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, burst forth from his left rear.

Its tail flame was scarlet, and it moved extremely fast.

"There's an assassin!"

Qin Quan's eyes narrowed, and he leaned back abruptly. The bullet grazed his nose and flew past at high speed, the warm air stinging his cheek.

"Trying to snipe me? You're too green."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Quan's figure flickered and he vanished into thin air.

The next second, he appeared on a hillside a kilometer away as if he had teleported.

There were obvious signs of someone crawling among the weeds, and a trace of lingering warmth and a faint scent of a young girl remained.

He bent down and picked up a spent cartridge, rubbing it between his fingertips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Interesting, she's a female assassin, and at least a grandmaster-level one."

A good sniper never lingers in a fight.

Just now, the female assassin saw through the scope the moment Qin Quan easily dodged the bullet.

She knew she had run into a tough opponent, and before she could even pack up her belongings, she fled in panic.

Although Qin Quan missed his target, he was not displeased at all; on the contrary, he became even more excited.

He searched the surrounding area carefully, but found no other clues. He then held the spent cartridge and walked thoughtfully toward the Porsche.

Meanwhile, two kilometers away, behind a large tree, a girl wearing a black tight leather outfit and with her hair tied in a high ponytail peeked out.

Her face was pale, and she patted her chest, still shaken.

"Damn it! What kind of monster is this kid? Not only can he dodge my bullets, but he can also locate me instantly. Luckily, I ran fast, or I would have been done for tonight!"

She cursed angrily, but her feet didn't stop for a moment as she quickly walked to the roadside.

He flipped over, mounted the motorcycle he had prepared, twisted the throttle, and sped away from the scene.

Fearing Qin Quan would chase after her, she didn't even have the courage to look back.

It was already past midnight when Lin Wanrou left Qingshi Farm.

Seeing that she looked relaxed and was in an unusually good mood, Qin Quan quickly stepped forward and asked:

"Is the handover complete?"

"Yes, everything has been handed over."

Lin Wanrou nodded slightly.

Suddenly, she flipped her wrist, and three lustrous spirit stones appeared in her hand, a sly glint in her eyes.

"I brought these three spirit stones with me."

Qin Quan's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

In this degenerate age, spirit stones are undoubtedly the ultimate resource for cultivators.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a capital-intensive business.

"Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by your superiors?"

"Once they find out, I'll say that the spirit stone's energy has been exhausted, and no one can do anything to me."

Lin Wanrou blinked her big, bright eyes, looking as playful as a child.

"I didn't expect you to be so cunning."

Qin Quan smiled, took her hand, and got into the Porsche.

"Give me the formula for artificial spirit stones later, and I'll go find the resources. Once spirit stones are mass-produced, those old fogies will definitely regret it!"

"good!"

Freed from the constraints of the project, Lin Wanrou felt a sense of relief. She turned to Qin Quan and whispered:

"I want to go to the rented room tonight."

"Don't!"

Qin Quan refused without hesitation, his tone crisp and resolute.

"What I mean is, it's too late today. I'll take you to Yunding Villa first, so you can get some rest for the night. We'll talk again tomorrow night... you know what I mean!"

He dared not bring Lin Wanrou back to the rented apartment.

If Jiang Yao is alerted, and the two women start fighting over him, just thinking about that scene gives me a headache.

Moreover, he has important business to attend to tonight.

Without much thought, Lin Wanrou nodded and started the car. The Porsche, like a blur, cut through the night and headed straight for Yunding Villa.

Half an hour later.

A dark shadow flew over the city like a ghost, arriving at the Fang family compound in an instant.

A dark and windy night is the perfect time to commit murder.

"Since you've hired assassins to deal with me, do you really think I'll tolerate it? Do you really think I'm a pushover?"

Without a doubt, the snipers tonight were sent by Fang Mushou and Song Yunhui.

"Revenge should not be delayed overnight"—this is Qin Quan's life motto.