21: Chapter 21 What a beautiful knife!

Until the two bodyguards walked far away, Qi Yin gently waved her hand at the corpses on the ground.

In an instant, the corpses covering the ground and those two SUVs completely vanished with a light breeze.

The ground was clean, without a single drop of blood to be seen.

...

At this moment, The Qi Family were pacing back and forth inside their luxury villa.

"Wang Hui, why is there still no news? There wouldn't be any problems, would there?" Qi Ming was losing his patience.

Wang Hui sat in an exquisite hanging chair, toying with her freshly done manicure, and scoffed.

"What kind of problems could there be? Those people were all personally trained by my father; isn't dealing with a Little Bitch simple enough?"

Lu Yingman: "Daughter-in-law, Yin Yin is your sister after all; shouldn't you stop calling her that?"

Wang Hui turned her head and rolled her eyes at her. "Yo, that Little Bitch isn't even here; who are you pretending to be a good mother for?"

"Alright, both of you stop talking. Wang Hui, hurry up and call to ask what's going on; why is there absolutely no movement?" Qi Mingyuan said with a sullen face, handing Wang Hui her phone.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Wang Hui walked with elegant steps: "Good news, isn't it here now?"

As soon as the gorgeously decorated door opened, a bloody figure collapsed at her feet, and blood with a fishy stench splattered onto the top of her foot.

"Ah!"

Wang Hui's scream echoed throughout the entire villa.

The Qi Family gathered around and saw the man with the severed arm use all his strength to grab Wang Hui's ankle, his whole body trembling as if he had seen a ghost.

"Miss, the mission failed. All of our men were killed by that woman."

A dozen killers, all dead?

And all taken care of by Qi Yin alone?

In their memory, Qi Yin was always drifting in long skirts, like a spring stream; she gave people a feeling that was not flashy but comfortable.

But now, she not only no longer spoke softly to please them, but she even dared to kill!

Qi Mingyuan felt his legs trembling along with the man on the ground: "Quick, quick, call the police."

Lu Yingman was like a machine receiving an order, fumbling to take out her phone and dial the police.

Since it was hiring a hitman to kill, Wang Hui certainly wouldn't let the man with the severed arm appear in front of the police, so before the police arrived, she sent him away.

An hour later, several police cars were parked at the entrance of The Qi Family villa, attracting the attention of many people.

A young police officer glared at them with a face full of anger: "Do you know the consequences of filing a false police report? If it's serious, you'll have to go to jail."

The Qi Family members looked at each other. Filing a false report? That's impossible; that man's severed arm couldn't have been cut off by himself.

"Comrade officer, didn't you find the bodies? We are good citizens; how could we file a false report?" Wang Hui still wanted to defend herself.

However, the police officer wanted to handcuff her: "What bodies? We searched a five-mile radius of that place, let alone bodies, we couldn't even find a single hair. Don't let it happen again, or we'll have you eating prison food."

After speaking, he took a group of police officers and left.

Wang Hui was still saying: "It's impossible, how could they not have found them?"

At this moment, Qi Yin, who had already returned to the hilltop villa, had a bright red apple in her mouth. Watching the family jumping around anxiously on the surveillance monitor, a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes.

Isn't this just lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own feet?

The next morning, a muffled explosion faintly drifted over, and Qi Yin woke up frowning.

Connecting the communicator: "Uncle Chen, what's going on?"

Chen Quan's voice quickly came through the internal communicator: "Miss, no need to be nervous; it's blasting on the next hill over."

Blasting? Qi Yin rolled out of bed and walked to the window.

She saw that the woods five hundred meters outside the villa, which were lush and green just a few days ago, now faintly revealed white structures.

"Which faction is it?" she asked.

"Looking at their activity and the transported materials, it should be Xiao Sinian's doing. That kid Yan Xiu is supervising; it seems they are building a shelter similar to ours."

Seeming afraid she would reprimand him, Chen Quan continued: "I mentioned it to you a few days ago, but you didn't give much of a response on your end, so I thought you knew about it."

Ending the communication, looking at the building that was extremely similar to hers, Qi Yin felt inwardly enlightened.

She had said that the hillside villa didn't match Xiao Sinian's status; it turned out this guy had this idea in mind, and his movements were quite fast.

Since she was idle anyway, after finishing today's training tasks, Qi Yin headed towards Xiao Sinian's "new home".

The construction site was cordoned off with caution tape, but no one stopped her.

Qi Yin immediately saw Lu Yanxiu standing under a tree giving directions, and beside him was a sturdy man wearing camouflage.

"Brother Yan Xiu! Busy?"

Seeing her, Lu Yanxiu walked over with a smile: "The boss dumped this mess on me and insisted I watch it. You tell me, I studied business management, how am I supposed to handle this?"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the man in camouflage next to him, hooking his arm around his shoulder like a good brother.

"Yin Yin, let me introduce you; this is our good brother, Mu Feng! When it comes to renovating houses, it still has to be done by a professional."

The other party extended his hand towards her: "Hello, Miss Qi, I am Mu Feng."

Qi Yin scanned him roughly; his brow bone was rugged, his eye sockets deep, but his eyes were bright and contained not a shred of impurity, though a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in the look he cast at her.

However, Qi Yin just smiled faintly: "Hello."

Looking at the structure that was already taking shape, she felt it was a replica of her own home: "What does Xiao Sinian want to do again?"

Lu Yanxiu looked at her deeply, then shrugged: "Who knows."

Subsequently, he took out a rectangular brocade box from the side and handed it to her: "This is something he told me to personally deliver to you, saying it's a housewarming gift from a neighbor?"

"The boss said you would like it."

Qi Yin took the box; it felt heavy in her hand.

Suspiciously opening the lid, she saw a dragon-patterned tang saber lying quietly on the black velvet lining.

The blade was made of dark metal, carefully engraved with smooth and sharp dragon patterns, ancient and full of a mysterious sense of power.

Qi Yin was truly stunned; she gripped the hilt and gently drew it out.

The blade was long and narrow, cold light flowing over it, the edge lines were perfect, and the weight and center of gravity were impeccable.

The feel of it in her hand seemed to be crafted entirely according to her own touch and habits, and it was countless times more comfortable than the ones she had customized herself.

With anticipation, Qi Yin waved it gently; the sound of it cutting through the air was slight and sharp.

"What a beautiful saber!"

Qi Yin closed the saber and put it back into the brocade box; she really liked it.

"Thank him for me."

As she turned around, Qi Yin looked at the heavy brocade box in her hand, her pupils slightly shrinking.

If she wasn't mistaken, she seemed to have seen the carving style of the dragon patterns on this saber somewhere before.

The person who walked towards her in her past life after splitting through the zombie tide also had a tang saber of a similar style in his hand.

Only, the pattern had some differences from the one Xiao Sinian gave her.

"Is it just that the pattern is different?"

A trace of unclear suspicion flashed through her heart.

After she left, Mu Feng was still lingering in the astonishment of having just seen that dragon-patterned tang saber: "Did I see that right? The boss just gave this saber away like that?"

And gave it to a little girl who looked soft and weak, at that.

Having known each other for so many years, how could Lu Yanxiu not know what he was thinking? He rolled his eyes.

"Don't underestimate Yin Yin, otherwise you're going to suffer!"