The Inconceivable Flame: A Fallen Angel's Disguise

Ru seemed like her attention was solely on the variety of pastries before her but Zhu Jie knew that she had heard him and even understood him very well. She was just being stubborn as she didn’t want to agree with him.

All of a sudden, she stopped eating and her green orbs darted around with a mirthless smile on her lips. She took a tissue to wipe her mouth. "Dear brother, do you have a gun?" Her sudden question made him raise his brow in confusion.

"No. But my men are outside. Why?" As he asked, he saw her touching the wooden floor with her hand as if to feel something.

She had a thoughtful expression on her face while she looked around the private room before leaping ahead and ducking his head down.

BANG!

The bullet swished right above their head and went straight to the wooden wall behind them making the splinters fly off.

"Someone is courting death!" Her voice had turned stern while eyes darkening considerably. "Stay out of it." Her voice told Zhu Jie that he had no way to argue with her. If it was her fight, she would never let him get involved with it.

She wasn’t carrying any weapon on herself, even her dagger wasn’t with her today but did she need something like a weapon? Most certainly, NOT!

With heavy footsteps, the room was suddenly filled with over thirty people but only a handful was carrying guns.

"Mr. Xie Rong, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you," a burly man who likely was the leader of the group said with a sinister smile on his scarred face.

The corner of her lip tilted upward in amusement as she retorted, "It won’t for long." While she said that her hand had already gone towards the waistline of her pants where she had hidden her silver needles. As she once said, she might not be able to save people with those small things but she most certainly knew how to take a life with them. Especially, when these specific needles were laced with her personally created poisons.

SWISH!

Both her hands moved nimbly to shoot the needles accurately making them hit the bull’s eye. The room stilled for a moment before echoes of laughter could be heard.

"Mr. Xie is surely a funny man." The leader said while pointing to his man to take her down.

Ru didn’t even bother putting him in her eye as she rolled her eyes at him and her figure flashed right before his eyes, she disappeared.

"Where did he go?" They all turned frantically, looking for her.

"Looking for something?" Her calm voice came from right behind him making his hair stand. How could a visibly lean and frail person scare him like that? Astonishment flashed through his eyes but it wasn’t over yet, "Why don’t you check on your men?" With her suggestion, he turned and was dumbfounded.

The needles that she had used earlier weren’t just for show. Each of his men who held a gun was already on the floor begging for mercy with their faces turning into a rotten flesh.

"I think you’ve seen enough." Saying that she raised her palm and struck it right behind him. Immediately the bone-wrenching sound spread in the room halting everyone in their step. With one stroke, their leader was on the floor with blood oozing out of his face.

Before anyone could get out of the shock, her figure flashed again and within minutes, bodies laid sprawled on the floor. Most of her attacks were on the brain with one shot. That one strike of hers was enough to shatter the walls of their brains before they could even utter a word.

"Don’t move or I’ll kill him!" The last survivors often look for last straws but this poor guy chose the wrong straw to mess with.

Ru watched him in amusement as he held a butterfly knife against Zhu Jie’s neck as if ready to slash it any minute now. But the one being used as a hostage was very casual about it since he still had the time to see the time on his Patek Phillipe watch while he muttered, "My baby must be waiting for a long time now."

Ru had the urge to whack his brain instead of that idiot who was holding him in place. Why was he such a show-off?

Completely ignoring the bloody scene in the room, she sat down again and poured herself a cup of tea saying, "Go ahead, kill him. He called me a monster once. I’ll consider it being our scores settled."

As her voice fell, the puny little guy’s face turned ghastly pale while Zhu Jie shook his head at her in disbelief.