The Personal Bodygua Chapter 1470 - 1468: Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao

Chapter 1470: Chapter 1468: Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao

Seeing the figure, Qu Mubai’s expression changed drastically.

He had seen this masked man once before, at the auction held by Daphne, where the man took the copper box fragnt.

The powerful presence exhibited by the masked man on that day was still vivid in his mind.

When the man appeared, his re aura suppressed everyone present, those who ca to seize the treasure were actually too scared to move, watching helplessly as the man took the treasure away.

Upon leaving, he left behind a brief statent, "They call

Tyrant."

Who is Tyrant? Qu Mubai didn’t know before, but now he vaguely understands.

He is an existence so powerful that he could hardly be stronger.

However, despite the other party being powerful, Qu Mubai believed he had not offended him, so although he was sowhat afraid, he forced himself to calm down.

Actually, at this point, being afraid was useless because if the other party wanted to kill him, it would only take the flick of a finger.

Wang Dadong scanned the four people in the room with a glance, his mouth curling into a wicked smile.

One has to admit, the life of the wealthy is sothing ordinary people could never imagine.

Qu Mubai knows Tyrant, but that doesn’t an the others in the room know Tyrant.

So, after a slight hesitation, the man next to Qu Mubai imdiately rebuked Wang Dadong, "Who the hell are you? Who let you in?"

"Shut up!" Qu Mubai quickly reprimanded the man beside him, joking, if you offend this person, you wouldn’t even know how you died.

"Mr. Tyrant, may I ask what brings you to my humble abode?" Qu Mubai, having witnessed many storms, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and asked.

Wang Dadong didn’t answer but walked directly to the sofa, sat down, and taunted, "Director Qu, you really know how to enjoy life."

Qu Mubai replied with an awkward smile, "Not at all, not at all."

Then he addressed the two won beside him, "Go and entertain Mr. Tyrant!"

The two won went over.

One of the won started to rub Wang Dadong’s temples, and the other, to pound his back.

Suddenly, the woman rubbing Wang Dadong’s temples suddenly hugged his head tightly and exerted force with both hands, twisting his neck to one side, seemingly intending to break it!

These two won are ordinary-level assassins who haven’t cultivated Inner Strength, but because of strength training, their hands can suddenly exert force, instantly reaching over a thousand pounds.

Can a thousand pounds of force still not break a person’s neck?

Even the neck of a cow could be twisted off, right?

"Stop!" Seeing this, Qu Mubai’s expression changed drastically.

He certainly knew what the two won beside him were capable of; dealing with ordinary people would be more than enough, but against Wang Dadong, there was no chance of winning.

But it was already too late.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, Wang Dadong’s neck tilted at a bizarre angle.

Qu Mubai was stunned, he hadn’t expected his personal female attendant to actually twist the man’s neck off.

"Daring to act cocky in front of us sisters without even asking what kind of people Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao are!" The two won revealed a disdainful smile.

"Director Qu, you wouldn’t bla us sisters for acting rashly, would you?" The woman looked back at Qu Mubai.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Qu Mubai laughed and said, "Of course not, not only will I not bla you, I will reward you."

Although he felt the man’s death was sowhat unusual, with his neck twisted off, he was certainly dead, so Qu Mubai also believed Wang Dadong was already dead.

He even thought that this guy was likely a fake, trying to scam him.

"Director Qu, is this how you treat your guests?" A sowhat mocking voice sounded.

Everyone imdiately looked at Wang Dadong, whose neck had been twisted off.

Crack, crack!

With expressions of shock and disbelief, Wang Dadong’s neck, which had been twisted off, restored itself.

For soone who had mastered the Bone Shrinking Technique, how could his neck be easily twisted off? Unless twisted one hundred eighty degrees or three hundred sixty degrees, his neck would not break.

Moreover, given their level of strength, wanting to twist his neck was simply wishful thinking.