The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system Chapter 581 - 581 Waste of time

581: Waste of ti.

581: Waste of ti.

The woman facing her was clad in all black like a cliche movie assassin.

Unfortunately for her, it was day ti so the darkness could not cloak or hide her.

She had probably been to anxious and worried about being caught in the city so she chose to attack as soon as the first opportunity presented itself.

In her hands, she was wielding two curved knives whose grip fit perfectly around her thumbs tightly.

Alix tilted her head right as she made an interesting observation.

“You are wearing a pretty good face mask and you have no system so i guess you must be a mber of Everyone.

Aah!

its not even a face mask but human skin.

It looks so real that i would love to see how it works.

I hope you don’t mind but i am going to peel it off your face after incapacitating you.” The woman didn’t respond and she lunged at Alix instead.

Alix scoffed, and had a change of heart, the knives were shaped oddly and had so poison on the tips.

If they slashed her even in the slightest, who knew what would happen to her babies?

She got her hamr which had crushed a few undead skeletons to death and just when the assassin was within arms length she swung it and hit her in the stomach.

The woman went flying back and her head hit the wall.

Just one hit was enough to render her unconscious.

Alix approached the woman and kicked her in the ribs.

A rare unkind sneer ford on her face.

“What a waste of my ti, one hit and you are done.” They should have sent a system host, at least she would have a system to eat.

This one was rather useless to her, apart from the human skin on her face, there was nothing else she could get.

When she looked at her hands and the face of the unconscious assassin, she was unwilling to peel it off personally.

“Hey, sword twins.

What are you waiting for?” she yelled.

The door was kicked in quickly and the twins barged in with their swords in hand.

Both swords were stained with fresh blood.

“There was an assassin outside, president are you okay?” one of them pulled her behind while the other checked the rest of the bathroom stalls for any possible assassins hiding inside.

“There is no one, just this one, i want to see sothing.

Peel her face off for .” The twins traded looks, not expecting this kind of command or the tone Alix used.

She was like an ancient empress casually ordering her servants around.

Did she know they were not her subordinates?

It did not matter anyway, they had to find out the identity of the assassin and figure out how she and her partner got into the city?

“Is she dead?” “Almost.” Alix answered nonchalantly.

The news of her pregnancy had changed so things in her.

For the sake of her children, she had to be decisive and ruthless when needed.

To soone that had been trying to kill her, she didn’t have to show rcy.

One of the twins had already paralyzed the assassin and he was peeling back the human skin with a knife.

When he was finished, he held it up for Alix to see.

She didn’t want to touch it because it had yellowish pus like goo beneath.

As for the assassin herself, her real face was rather scarred and thin.

It looked like the original skin had been scraped off.

“What is this?” she stepped back in disgust and shock.

It was not a skin on top of skin, it was almost like skin peeled off of a real person and then put on another.

City officers suddenly rushed into the bathroom and took away the assassin and the skin.

Alix was certain she would not be getting any information unless she went directly to the captain.

“Hey, Mafan, stop surfing and find out who sent this one.

I will let you eat every system of every system host in that family.” She heard crunching sounds in her mind.

“Alright..but i can work and have fun at at the sa ti.

Let begin by recreating the original face of the assassin, finger prints will be stolen from the bureau police database.” Alix returned to the beach with the intention to lay back down and enjoy the rest of the day lazily.

When she returned however, she had an unexpected neighbor, Wukong, the richest system host.

He had brought a beach chair and put it next to hers.

He was also playing with her cat.

The crunching sounds in Alix’s mind stopped.

“Aah, a fatty piece of at has delivered itself to our door, another unworthy system host.” “Majesty, co here.” she called sternly.

It was the first ti ever for her to speak to the cat so coldly.

Majesty didn’t know what was going on but he returned imdiately and climbed into her arms.

“You stink.” she wrinkled her nose and put him down.

Majesty blinked and tried to climb back up onto her body but she rejected him.

“Stay there.” she commanded.

Majesty folded his tail between his legs and sat down, looking very aggrieved.

“Why are you overreacting miss Tai, i am just giving the cat a few belly rubs, its not as if i am trying to kill it?” “I don’t like it when people touch my things.” She replied in a neutral voice.

Neither her voice nor her face expressed what she thought or felt about Wukong.

All she knew was that she had been warned to stay away from him and her own system had just called him an unworthy system host.

Didn’t this an he was not of good character?

It was better to stay away from him or eat his system and be done with it.

It would be best suited for Zhang Bo maybe.

“Why do i get a feeling that you don’t like ?” he asked her.

“Again, i don’t like people that touch my things without my permission, its that simple.

Haven’t you heard, i once threw a big tantrum and cried because sobody wore my shoes so my brothers beat up her brother for making cry.

That’s how much i don’t like people touching my things.

I don’t know you, why would you think that i do not like you?

For all i know, you have co to discuss business deal and make an even richer woman.” She sat down on the chair and handed Majesty to one of the twins.

“Take him to be washed and grood, maybe next ti he will …..” Another thought crossed her mind and she paused her words.

Majesty could give luck but he could also take it.

What exactly was he doing by allowing Wukong touch him?

Was he giving or taking?

Either way, he had been touched by a person she didn’t like.

“Take him to be washed.” Majesty showed his claws and he was stuffed back into Alix’s arms.

Nobody wanted to carry the fat death machine in a cat’s body.

“So, is there anything you need from Mr.

Wukong?”