The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 950: I Know What You’re Thinking

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"We gave you a chance. Such a pity, such a pity!"

Ao Tian shook his head regretfully.

The next second, he raised his wrist effortlessly and crushed Audin's jaw.

Audin, jawless, couldn't help but scream, inhaling a gasp of air.

The two beautiful assassins hesitated no longer and simultaneously pulled the triggers.

However, Yang Yan, who was already poised for action, didn't give them a second chance to fire.

Two lightning-fast hand chops fell, and the women's figures swayed, collapsing directly to the ground.

No need for poison to take effect; their necks snapped, dead beyond any doubt.

At this moment, Audin raised his finger tightly, pointing at the two, his eyes bulging, seemingly about to pop out of their sockets.

His face was full of disbelief.

Due to inhaling the poison gas, within seconds, Audin, the renowned collector tycoon, died unwillingly here.

"The familiar taste of survival of the fittest. Tsk tsk!"

Ao Tian said with some lament.

"There are still the old man's men outside."

Yang Yan gently reminded.

"Then let's kill them together."

Ao Tian raised his brow and said coldly.

"Over a hundred."

Yang Yan added, a mocking smile on his face.

Ao Tian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly:

"Well... better leave it be. Causing too much commotion is not good for us. The guys from Heaven are perceptive and might suspect us."

Killing some people was really no big deal to him.

But as he said, if things got too big, they might indeed attract attention and affect their subsequent actions.

With Audin dead, this matter can't spread too quickly for now.

Given it involves the Tear of the Angel, everyone would naturally keep it under wraps.

But if over a hundred more died, it surely couldn't be hidden.

"Forget it, they're not instructed to act against us anyway."

Yang Yan nodded in agreement, not intending to go on a killing spree.

Then the two walked out together.

As for the three bodies in the private room, neither had any interest in dealing with them.

Indeed, as expected, as they walked out, two agile individuals appeared immediately.

No doubt, these were Audin's pre-arranged men to double-cross.

As planned, these two would follow Yang Yan and them.

And Audin was responsible for remotely triggering the mechanism inside the wooden box.

Once the poison gas spread, ordinary people were sure to die.

Then, these two only needed to wear gas masks and quietly bring the Tear of the Angel back.

Too bad, though the plan was good, it could never keep up with changes.

"He really wasn't lucky to encounter us. Actually, I quite admire him."

Ao Tian, hands in pockets, spoke carelessly despite the presence of the two behind.

"I wonder, when they go in and see Audin turned into that state, will they go mad?"

At this, Ao Tian suddenly burst into laughter.

Even Yang Yan had to admit, this all seemed rather amusing upon reflection.

The two followers behind were still acting according to plan, without knowing Audin had already been dealt with by their target.

I suppose they are still waiting for the two to succumb to the poison, and then discreetly obtain the Tear of the Angel, aren't they?

"Anyhow, we've obtained the Tear of the Angel; the next step is our target."

Yang Yan turned and said.

"Speaking of which, I am curious what the target looks like?"

"It actually made you present the Tear of the Angel as a gift! Tsk tsk, seems... hahaha!"

Ao Tian couldn't help but laugh midway, his eyes full of teasing.

"Don't you know the target's identity? I have no such interest."

Yang Yan shook his head calmly.

How could he not know Ao Tian's intentions?

Anyway, he had no such thoughts, naturally he wouldn't be swayed by Ao Tian's words.

"Come to think of it, might she... ahem! have some affair with Manhattan?"

"Otherwise, how does that woman hold such high authority in Manhattan's lab?"

Seeing Yang Yan completely indifferent to his suggestion, Ao Tian spoke unexpectedly again.

Yang Yan paused, pretending to look around indifferently.

There weren't many people on this street, and everyone was busy with their own affairs.

There was even less beside the two of them.

As for Audin's two men, they were trailing far behind.

"I know what you're thinking."

Yang Yan lowered his voice, speaking earnestly:

"So this time, we're mainly probing."

"Success would be great. If we can't succeed, we'll have to force our way."

Ao Tian chuckled:

"And if forcing fails too, will Satan be furious?"

"I do know that Satan's strength now is already at only thirty percent maximum!"

Ao Tian squinted at Yuanfang, as though planning something formidable.

"Let's head back and discuss this later."

Yang Yan stayed cautious, said that and worried no more, heading toward the hotel villa.

"Oh!"

Ao Tian shrugged helplessly, then quietly followed Yang Yan.

The trip back to the hotel was neither long nor short.

This distance provided Yang Yan plenty of space to deal with the two followers at the back.

Walking along the path, the two followers saw Yang Yan and Ao Tian suddenly enter a small alley.

Not sure of their intentions at first, the followers dared not go in to check, only waiting outside.

Meanwhile, in the place where Audin initially entertained Yang Yan, Audin's site of death, the luxurious private room, finally received a visitor.

The vice president of the venue knocked politely on the private room wrapped by Audin.

At this time their boss was also close by.

He just wished to leverage his position to build rapport with Mr. Audin.

Indeed, he could only use his status.

As the vice president of the hotel, he had assets worth tens of millions.

But before a mega tycoon like Audin, he was undoubtedly a civilian.

"Mr. Audin, Mr. Audin."

The vice president knocked several times but no sound emerged from the room.

The room was well soundproofed; initially, the vice president didn't mind, just planning to knock more.

As for directly entering, even if the door was unlocked, he didn't have the guts.

Until a faint scent of blood wafted out from the room, the vice president's face changed.

Then, he rushed inside, no longer thinking, pushing the door in.

The next second, the vice-president knelt on the floor, hands on the ground, vomiting violently.

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