61: Chapter 61 The Assassin Queen Submits: Master, Please Give Your Orders

"The power of money?"

A trace of mockery flashed in the eyes of the Assassin Queen hidden behind her mask.

The long whip in her hand rose again; this time, the barbs on the tip of the whip sprang open, and blue electric arcs crackled in the air.

"Chen Yuan, do you think money can buy God's forgiveness?"

"Money cannot buy forgiveness." Chen Yuan stood where he was, one hand in his pocket, his gaze as calm as if he were watching a boring circus act, "But money can buy... a 'cage' that will render you unable to move."

"Arrogant!"

The Assassin Queen let out a cold shout, and her figure erupted into action.

She was like a black poisonous spider, using the traction of her long whip to perform all sorts of movements in the air that defied human biomechanics, attacking Chen Yuan from his blind spot.

"Clang!"

A harsh sound of metal clashing rang out.

Alice had blocked in front of Chen Yuan at some point.

She did not use a weapon; that slender arm of hers transformed directly into a silver metal shield, forcefully bearing this thunderous blow capable of cutting through a tank.

Sparks flew everywhere.

"Get lost, android!"

The Assassin Queen used the force to backflip, landing steadily on a sculpture by the pool, her eyes grave.

One only needs to watch an expert make a move to know their caliber.

From that single moment of contact, she had already sensed the terrifying energy reaction within her opponent's body.

"Your opponent is me."

Alice was expressionless, her arm returning to its original state, and she even elegantly brushed the dust off her cuffs, "If you want to touch the Boss, you must first step over my dead body."

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

This battle was more dangerous than any before it.

The Assassin Queen was truly worthy of being at the top of the Dark Web; every move she made was aimed directly at vital points, and the high-tech equipment on her body was endless—optical camouflage, gravity-adsorption boots, nano-cutting wires...

As for Alice, it was pure aesthetics of violence; the T-X's liquid metal skeleton allowed her to ignore most physical damage, and no matter how many times she was knocked down, she could instantly recover.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The lounge chairs by the pool were blown to pieces, and the expensive floor tiles were sent flying.

Chen Yuan held his wine glass and retreated to a safe distance.

He watched the two women intertwining like phantoms and frowned slightly.

"Too slow."

He glanced at the patek philippe on his wrist, "Red Queen, are you not ready yet? I've almost finished this drink."

"The electromagnetic pulse matrix is fully charged, Boss."

The Red Queen's voice sounded in his earpiece, "Ready to fire at any time."

"Then don't keep the ladies waiting too long."

Chen Yuan snapped his fingers, "Do it."

"Zzz—hum!!!"

A low humming sound instantly swept across the entire rooftop.

It was not a sound; it was the physical effect produced by high-intensity electromagnetic waves oscillating in the air.

The EMP generators embedded in the surrounding walls activated simultaneously, and an invisible electromagnetic storm instantly covered the entire battlefield.

"Ugh!"

The Assassin Queen, who was in mid-air preparing to launch a fatal blow, suddenly let out a muffled groan.

The black bodysuit she wore instantly lost its luster, and the blue electric arcs that had been circulating completely extinguished.

Those assist systems and visual auxiliary systems that relied on microcomputer control all paralyzed in that instant.

Her body, which had been as light as a swallow, suddenly became as heavy as lead.

"Bang!"

She fell heavily to the ground, and even that nano-whip lost its vitality, hanging limply like a dead snake.

Alice was a cyborg controlled by a biological AI; although she was affected to some extent, she did not lose the ability to act.

She seized the opportunity to close in, grabbed the Assassin Queen by the throat, and pressed her firmly against the cracked floor tiles.

The winner had been decided.

Chen Yuan walked over slowly.

His leather shoes stepped on shattered glass, emitting a heart-stopping crisp sound.

"You lost."

He looked down at the woman who, even though subdued, still had a stubborn look in her eyes, "Now, can we have a proper talk?"

"Kill me."

The Assassin Queen gritted her teeth; although her voice was hoarse, it exuded a sense of unyielding pride, "My skills are inferior, I admit defeat. But don't think about humiliating me."

"Humiliate you?"

Chen Yuan crouched down, reached out, and gently removed the half-face black cat mask from her face.

Beneath the mask was a stunningly beautiful face.

Her features carried an exotic charm, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye added a touch of allure.

But at this moment, that face was filled with despair and anger.

"Tsk tsk, such a beautiful face, what a pity it would be if it died."

Chen Yuan took out a tablet from his coat, casually opened a few photos, and then held the screen up in front of the Assassin Queen.

"Look at this."

The Assassin Queen's eyes, originally filled with killing intent, froze the moment she saw the photos.

It was a candid photo.

In a sunny garden, an elderly woman with silver hair sitting in a wheelchair was kindly telling a story to a little girl with the same tear mole.

"This... this is..."

The Assassin Queen's body began to tremble violently; that haughty pride instantly collapsed, replaced by a fear originating from the depths of her soul, "How do you have this?! What did you do to them?!"

"Don't be nervous."

Chen Yuan put away the tablet, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting about daily life, "That is your mother and sister, right? Living in a private nursing home in Switzerland. The security measures are quite good, and the annual cost is two million US dollars."

"You... what exactly do you want?"

The Assassin Queen's voice carried a hint of a sob.

She was an orphan; these two people were her only weakness in this world, and the only reason she desperately took on assassination contracts.

"I don't want to do anything."

Chen Yuan stood up and straightened his collar, "I just want to tell you that I can easily find their location, so naturally, I can also easily make them... disappear."

"Or."

His tone shifted, and a hint of temptation entered Chen Yuan's voice: "I can give them the best medical care, the safest protection, and I can even cure your mother's Parkinson's and let your sister stand up again."

"You know, I have the ability to do that."

The Assassin Queen was stunned.

She looked at Chen Yuan, at this man who had just been as cold as a devil, but was now making promises like a god.

She was a smart person.

She knew she had no choice.

Either die, with her whole family buried with her.

Or surrender, in exchange for her family's safety and... hope.

After a long silence.

The killing intent in the Assassin Queen's eyes completely dissipated, replaced by a submissive acceptance of her fate.

She struggled to crawl up from the ground and pushed away Alice's hand.

Then.

She knelt on both knees, lifted the black long whip that had accompanied her for ten years with both hands, and held it high above her head.

This was an ancient and solemn ritual.

Offering her weapon, offering her dignity, offering her loyalty.

"I lost."

She lowered that noble head, her voice trembling but exceptionally firm: "From today on, this whip, and this life, are yours."

"Master."

Chen Yuan looked at the Assassin Queen kneeling at his feet and reached out to take the long whip.

It was cold, heavy, and carried a faint scent of blood.

"Very good."

He tossed the whip to Alice, then reached out and gently lifted the Assassin Queen's chin, "Get up. I don't like people kneeling when they talk to me."

"What is your name?"

"...Ada."

"Good name."

Chen Yuan smiled, "Go take a shower and change your clothes. This latex suit is sexy, but it doesn't smell very good."

"Yes."

Ada lowered her head and retreated respectfully.

Until her figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, Chen Yuan let out a long breath and rubbed his throbbing temples.

This night was too long.

From the arms dealer's provocation, to the Dark Web's bounty, to this bloody pool party.

He felt like he had just finished fighting a world war.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Alice walked over and handed him a new glass of red wine.

"I'm fine."

Chen Yuan took the wine glass, turned around, and looked at the group of beauties behind him.

Sophia was directing her subordinates to clean up the corpses; that cheongsam was stained with a few drops of blood, yet it made her look even more bewitching;

Rosa was leaning against the wall, wiping her butterfly knife, staring at him with a fanatical gaze, as if she were looking at a god;

Natasha and Viper were standing on the other side; although they still didn't see eye to eye, they both maintained absolute awe at this moment;

Plus the newly subdued Ada, and Alice who was inseparable from his side...

Chen Yuan suddenly felt his head ache even more.

He used to think that the protagonists in those novels having a harem was very enjoyable.

But now, when this group of top-tier women, each with different personalities, ruthless methods, and capable of easily killing a cow, surrounded him...

He realized that this was hardly a blessing.

This was clearly like smoking in an armory filled with high explosives!

"Boss?"

Seeing Chen Yuan dazed, Sophia walked over, her face so seductive it could practically drip water, "Tonight's victory banquet isn't over yet. Do you think we should... move on to the next segment?"

She pointed to the luxurious suite downstairs that had already been rearranged.

The gazes of several women instantly focused on Chen Yuan.

There was anticipation, provocation, competition, and that desire to devour him alive.

The hand Chen Yuan was using to hold the wine glass trembled slightly.

He looked at this group of "tigresses" and couldn't help but wail in his heart:

"System, do you have any... medicine that can strengthen the kidneys?"

"Give me a dozen."

"Urgent use."