Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

Upon hearing that someone knew the inside story, the canine sentinels immediately became curious.

"Stop keeping us in suspense. There aren't many guides in the store today, so tell us about them."

"Yes, go ahead and say it."

The dog sentry who was asked raised his chin and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Alright, then I'll tell you. I'll tell you, it's a very secretive gray organization that specializes in solving the problems of nobles and the rich. The assassins of this organization don't show up often, so ordinary people have no idea about it."

Someone countered, "How did you know?"

The sentry replied, "Actually, I don't know either. It was a drunken guide who said it when she was drunk. She also said that the nobles of the empire all have some dirty deeds. According to rumors, this organization is very ruthless and experienced. They will not stop until they see blood, and they will not give up until they achieve their goal. As long as they make a move, someone will die. No target can escape them."

"My God, this sounds so scary, who exactly are they going to kill?"

"I don't know, but no matter who it is, they can't escape. Their organization has dozens of SSS-level sentinels. Just think about it, one SSS-level sentinel can defend a city. If they mobilize all of them, they can kill whoever they want."

"Ah, stop talking, I'm so scared, I feel like I'm being stared at by a wild wolf."

"Tsk tsk, look at your cowardice. It's none of our business, what are you afraid of?"

At the corner of the sixth-floor staircase, Yan Mu slowly withdrew the Snow Mountain Wolf Empathy.

When he first regained consciousness, his mind and body were filled with an unprecedented sense of comfort.

But after seeing that figure disappear, he suddenly felt uneasy and thought about going out to ask the manager what had happened. Before he even went upstairs, he heard these remarks.

The starship with the "X" logo might not be familiar to others, but he was very familiar with it.

The real young master of the Yan family died at the hands of that organization. Back then, Yan's mother knew she couldn't fight against that organization, so she had no choice but to search for young men everywhere.

Over the years, he had secretly investigated, but he could never infiltrate that infamous "Blood X Organization".

Behind him, the butler suddenly received a special location marker, sent by the sentry who had been sent to escort Lu Weiliang.

His eyes darkened: "Young Master, the sentries we just sent to escort Guide Lu were all wiped out, not a single one left. Before they died, they sent back an address. If I'm not mistaken, it should be that aircraft..."

Yan Mu clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, drawing bright red blood, but he didn't even notice.

At this moment, nothing hurts more than that heart.

He knew very well what would happen to a weak guide who fell into the hands of that group.

He moved his lips with difficulty, managing to squeeze out a few words: "Call for help!"

"Call everyone!"

……

Inside the aircraft, as the assassin leader shouted, everyone's eyes turned to the last row.

Most of them had seen the live stream and were familiar with Lu Weiliang's appearance. After seeing her clearly, they quickly realized that she was the target of this man-made disaster.

Even though she was also in a trap, several low-ranking sentries stood in front of Lu Weiliang, forming a fragile barrier for her.

The assassin leader's entire face was covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of white eyes as cold as a deep pool.

He took a step forward and looked around: "Except for Lu Weiliang, everyone else can put on a parachute and leave this aircraft. Whether you want to live or not is entirely up to you."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable weight, giving the illusion that although he was a bad person, he was trustworthy.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Faced with life and death, they all chose to protect themselves first. Even the sentries in front of Lu Weiliang wavered.

They gave Lu Weiliang an apologetic look, then put on their parachutes and jumped down through the door the assassin had cut open.

Even the usually pampered tour guides jumped down in one go.

Within minutes, only Lu Weiliang remained in the entire aircraft.

The assassins sat or stood casually, but their eyes were all fixed on Lu Weiliang. None of the sentries spoke or made any move.

Depending on the situation, perhaps she is still useful. The order from above is not to kill her immediately, but to take her somewhere instead.

Thinking of this, Lu Weiliang was no longer so afraid.

Because as long as it has value, it won't die easily.

She couldn't help but ask, "Where are you taking me?"

Hitman Leader: "You'll find out when we get there."

Not getting an answer, Lu Weiliang continued to press for details: "Who sent you?"

silent.

"Why are you arresting me?"

Still no sound.

"I'm just an F-level guide, with no background, no connections, no ability, just a third-rate nobody. I haven't offended anyone. Can you give me some clues so I can die knowing why?" By the end, Lu Weiliang was almost in tears.

She was really crying; she wasn't acting.

They must have committed some terrible sins in their past life, otherwise why would they be constantly being hunted down in this life?

She wiped her nose and was about to resign herself to her fate when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a red snake, its entire body engulfed in flames, flying swiftly towards her through the porthole. The snake looked to be two or three meters thick and had two pairs of fiery red wings.

On the snake's head stood a red-haired sentry, draped in a pure black cloak, his figure remaining upright and stern despite the howling wind.

Lu Weiliang was nearsighted and couldn't see who the person was, but she recognized the cloak.

With such workmanship and color, it must be from Xizelu.

Sensing the sharp, scorching aura, the assassin leader glanced sideways. As a fellow SSS-level sentinel, he knew very well that the other was currently in a state of rage.

He summoned his spiritual form, the white lion, in preparation for battle.

Through the porthole, Xize Lu met Lu Weiliang's gaze. Seeing that she was unharmed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He clenched his fist, and the flames on Quetzalcoatl's body surged, then he charged fiercely towards the vehicle.

With a loud "bang," a tremendous impact was released in that instant, smashing a circular hole in the aircraft.

The vehicle shook violently. During this time, several S-class sentinels could not withstand the pressure from Xize Road and were thrown off the plane.

Lu Weiliang was no exception; she was thrown more than half a meter into the air by the strong impact.

Just as she was about to fall flat on her face, a pair of strong, powerful arms reached around her waist and gently pulled her into their embrace.

Xize Lu glanced around nervously a few times, neither tightening his grip nor immediately loosening it.

Those bloodshot red eyes returned to calm once they confirmed that the girl was safe and sound.

His voice was slightly tense: "Sorry I'm late."

Lu Weiliang was stunned for a long time before her soul returned to its place, fearing she wouldn't survive this ordeal.

Her tone relaxed a little: "It's not too late, it's not too late. Thank you for saving me." Then, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother, do you know why they wanted to kill me?"

Xize Lu glanced at the pair of purple eyes that were trembling with fear, then guiltily looked away: "These people were actually sent by my mother to deal with me. You were just implicated because of me." He tightened his arms, releasing the aura unique to SSS-level Sentinels:

"Please rest assured, I will never let anything happen to you."