Time Travel: The 18th Line Star She is Not Simple

That day, Bai Feifei and Ma Xiaohua were riding their bicycles on a sparsely populated road.

The bodyguards stayed a little distance away from them so as not to disturb their fun.

While riding, Bai Feifei suddenly smelled a dangerous aura approaching from the front.

She stopped immediately, asked Ma Xiaohua to turn around, and rode back to find the bodyguard with all her strength.

At the same time, he called the bodyguards and asked them to come and protect Ma Xiaohua.

"Sister Feifei, what happened?" Ma Xiaohua asked in panic.

"Don't be afraid, just ride as hard as you can, the bodyguards will protect you."

Bai Feifei watched her back disappear and stood still, waiting for the killer to arrive.

Sure enough, within moments, five gunmen appeared in her sight and shot at her.

Bai Feifei quickly hid behind a tree on the roadside and attacked the enemy with a throwing knife.

This wave of enemies are masters. They must have detected the strength of Bai Feifei's bodyguards and deliberately targeted the killers sent by the bodyguards.

There were still two people alive from the first wave of flying knives.

The surviving killer realized something was wrong and immediately hid and contacted the person behind the scenes.

"Boss, the intelligence is wrong. The other party is a master."

The killer had just finished speaking when his eyes widened and he died the next second.

Bai Feifei picked up the communicator that had fallen on the ground. The person on the other end noticed something was wrong and had already disconnected the communication.

"Miss, we are late."

The bodyguards tried to catch up as fast as they could, but they were still a step too late and were dealt with by Bai Feifei.

Although they knew that Bai Feifei was very strong, they felt unworthy of the salary their boss paid them if they were not given the chance to fight. They were afraid that one day the boss would think they were useless and simply fire them.

Like this time, they did not appear by Bai Feifei's side to protect her at the first time. If the boss knew about it, he would definitely replace them.

"It doesn't matter. These killers are stronger than you. You are just going to die. There is no point in coming here."

Bai Feifei spoke in a nonchalant tone, not taking it to heart at all.

"Go check this communicator." Bai Feifei handed the communicator to the bodyguard, "Also, send Ma Xiaohua back home safely."

"What about you, miss?" asked the bodyguard.

"Of course, we'll stay and catch the murderer." Bai Feifei smiled evilly.

If anyone dares to attack her, she will cut them into pieces.

In a luxurious manor in Eagle Country, a noble lady who received the news of a failed assassination was so angry that she smashed an exquisite cup.

"I underestimated her. I should have killed her the moment she was born."

Over the years, she had countless opportunities to kill Bai Feifei, but she let her live until now just to see her being bullied. She didn't expect that she would accidentally raise a wolf cub.

Even the top 100 assassins in the Assassin's Hall can't kill her. It seems like we have to get rid of her as soon as possible, otherwise we'll end up raising a tiger to harm ourselves.

"Has that little bitch left Eagle Country?" asked the lady.

"No, she shows no signs of leaving," the subordinate replied.

"She's quite courageous. If that's the case, I'll make sure she never returns." The noble lady said viciously, "Send a junior warrior over. I don't believe that a junior warrior can't kill her."

That night, Bai Feifei was sleeping soundly in her hotel room, with two bodyguards guarding the door of the room.

After the assassination incident during the day, the bodyguards dared not be careless anymore and took turns to guard Bai Feifei outside the door.

If Bai Feifei wasn't a woman and Qin Minghao's man, they would have even been guarding inside the room instead of outside.

As the night deepened, a figure silently climbed from the outer wall to the windowsill of Bai Feifei's room.

The person who came was Lao Gui, a junior warrior.

He gently pushed open the window and smiled contemptuously.

She had just been assassinated during the day, and she dared to sleep without closing the window. She really didn't know how to live or die. Did she think that a building with more than ten floors could stop these professional assassins?

The fact that Lao Cai and his team failed against such a careless person only shows that their skills have declined.

He looked at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed and smiled smugly. The deal was done.

He stepped forward quietly and quickly reached out to grab Bai Feifei's neck.

Just when his hand was about to touch Bai Feifei's neck, Bai Feifei suddenly opened her eyes, quickly grabbed one of his hands, grasped it, squeezed it, twisted it, and there was a click.

The old ghost screamed, his arm was broken!

He quickly clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Bai Feifei in the face, trying to escape while Bai Feifei dodged.

Unexpectedly, Bai Feifei didn't dodge or evade, but kicked the old ghost away.

The old ghost slammed heavily against the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bodyguard at the door heard the noise and immediately opened the door and came in.

Turning on the light, I saw Lao Gui lying on the ground unable to move, and Bai Feifei was still lying on the bed. I asked nervously, "Miss, are you okay?"

"fine."

Bai Feifei got up from the bed, walked to the old ghost, squatted down, and asked slowly, "Who sent you?"

The old ghost was coughing up blood and was obviously seriously injured.

"who are you?"

"You come to kill me, but you don't even know who I am?" Bai Feifei sneered.

"You can't be Bai Feifei. According to our intelligence, Bai Feifei only knows a little bit of martial arts, but your martial arts are better than mine."

"Then your intelligence department should be replaced." Bai Feifei sat down leisurely, "Just answer the questions honestly. I don't want to torture you."

Bai Feifei took out a sharp dagger and asked, "Who sent you?"

"You can kill me or chop me up as you like. I don't know anything else." The old ghost said stubbornly.

"It seems that your bones are very hard. I really want to break them inch by inch."

Bai Feifei slowly pointed the dagger at the killer, as if considering where to strike. She said to the bodyguard in a leisurely tone, "Is there a secluded place here where we won't be disturbed? I'm afraid the noise will be too loud and disturb others."

"Don't worry, miss. We have booked this hotel tonight. No one will come up to disturb you." The bodyguard replied, "If you think he is too noisy, we can shut him up."

"No need." Bai Feifei said with a smile, "How can there be a sense of accomplishment in an execution without screams?"

Bai Feifei stabbed the old ghost in the thigh with a knife and said, "Let the execution begin. Let's make him bleed first. If you think it's not enough, I'll break his bones. It's very simple."

The old ghost groaned.

Bai Feifei didn't wait for the groan to die down, she directly pulled out the dagger, ignored the splattering blood, and continued to slowly swipe the dagger, looking for the next target.

Lao Gui's eyes widened. The feeling of not knowing when the knife would fall made his whole body tense and he felt extremely collapsed.

Bai Feifei smiled nonchalantly.

Suddenly, his hand sank down and another knife stabbed into the old ghost's other thigh.

The old ghost groaned again, feeling as if a knife had finally fallen.

After stabbing a few times, Bai Feifei found that this assassin could endure the pain very well. She thought it was boring and said with a cold smile, "It seems that this is too simple and can't scare you. Then let's just break the bones. I wonder how many bones you can endure?"

After saying this, he grasped the old ghost's forearm and applied gentle force.

The old ghost screamed, his hand bones were completely broken.

The old ghost suddenly looked up and glared at Bai Feifei, but found that Bai Feifei's eyes were cold.

He was very familiar with this look; it was the look of someone looking at a dead person.