Just as her car entered the controlled area, another group of people appeared, carrying roadblocks to block her way. Looking back, the roadblocks had been put up again where she had been allowed to pass.

She's in a real dilemma right now.

As expected, her guess was correct; these people were not royal guards, but members of the Emperor-Killing Alliance.

"Loli-like face, angelic figure, devilish methods, Miss Fuying, truly lives up to her reputation." A foreign man in a black jacket stood in front of the vehicle, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Fu Ying took out his weapon from the car, then unbuckled his seatbelt and got out.

"Brothers, what's wrong with you? I was just trying to pass by, why are you blocking my way?" Fu Ying complained pitifully, her charming little eyes incredibly captivating.

The subordinates who were watching the commotion were now somewhat confused.

"This little girl really is Fu Ying. She looks harmless and so lovable. She doesn't seem like an assassin at all!"

"I don't know either. All I know is that the organization issued orders today to keep watch here, saying that the double-dealing assassin Fu Ying will definitely pass by here! The leader said that we should focus on capturing her!"

“It really doesn’t look like her. I can’t bear to lay a hand on her. But the rumor is that Fuying is like that. She uses her weak and cute appearance to make people lower their guard, and then kills them with one move.”

Hearing his men's unhelpful chatter, the foreign man felt even more indignant. He still had a gunshot wound from when he was shot by the double agent years ago, and he hated that woman to the core. He would recognize her even if she were burned to ashes!

"Fu Ying, stop pretending with me, you're the one who gave me this gunshot wound. I want to see what you're capable of besides sneak attacks after you take off your harmless mask!"

"Ah! Brother is so fierce!" Fu Ying chuckled. "In that case, Fu Ying will have to be fierce too, okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her smiling face suddenly turned cold, and her eyes filled with murderous intent.

The group of men who had been watching the commotion suddenly became serious, and everyone quickly drew their pistols and aimed at Fuying.

Facing a sea of ​​gun barrels, Fu Ying showed no sign of panic. "Hey, brothers, why do you always use guns? Aren't you going to spar with me first?"

The foreign man spat, "You filthy bitch, shut up. I have a dozen brothers here today, all armed with pistols. Even if you grew wings, you wouldn't escape from here. It's a pity the organization wants to keep you alive, otherwise I really want to shoot you dead. If you know what's good for you, surrender immediately, otherwise the guns in my brothers' hands don't have eyes."

"So they're going to leave them alive?" Fu Ying was initially worried that if these people were to kill her, she might not be able to escape unscathed. But now, she had no more concerns.

Since the people here don't want to kill her, it means there must be something they want about her!

Realizing he had misspoke, the foreign man immediately pointed at Fuying and shouted, "Grab her! This woman is trying to run away!"

So all the men put away their pistols, pulled out their daggers, and rushed over.

Fu Ying pulled out the whip that was wrapped around her waist. The originally soft whip seemed to be suddenly given life. It wrapped around the neck of one of her men. The man tried to cut it with the dagger in his hand, but Fu Ying gave it a slight tug. A bloody mark appeared on the man's neck instantly, and he died.

The remaining men didn't even have time to get close to her before they were whipped and covered in wounds.

The dozen or so people who had been so aggressive were now all lying on the ground, groaning in pain, leaving only the foreign man standing alone and helpless not far away.

"How about it? Still want to fight?" Fu Ying held the whip in one hand and gently grasped the end of the whip with the other, lashing out at the subordinate who was trying to sneak up on him.

The foreign man glared at her fiercely, his eyes filled with defiance. "You bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

At that moment, hatred blinded him, and he completely forgot the order to capture prisoners alive, instead drawing his pistol from his waist.

Fu Ying reacted extremely quickly. Before he could pull the trigger, she lashed out with her whip, knocking the gun out of his hand. The man also seized the opportunity to grab her whip.

The two remained locked in a stalemate, pulling and tugging, neither willing to let go.

"Fuying, today it's either you or me! I'll avenge the humiliation of the past!" the foreign man roared, pulling hard on his whip. Fuying, not as strong as him, nearly stumbled.

In that moment of distraction, the man pulled out a pistol from somewhere and pointed it at Fuying's head.

A gunshot rang out, and the man knelt on the ground in agony. Blood gushed from the hand that had been holding the gun; the bullet had pierced through his palm, and his hand was almost ruined.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" the man wailed, his eyes bloodshot as he stared in the direction from which the bullet had come.

Gu Momo, wearing a black mask, got out of the car and put her pistol back on her waist.

"Sister!" Fuying ran to her side excitedly. "Why did you come?"

"If I hadn't come, were you planning to die here today?" Gu Momo broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about the scene from earlier. If she had arrived even a second later, it wouldn't have been her bullet hitting this foreign man's hand.

Fu Ying stuck out her tongue. "I just didn't expect him to have a second pistol."

"There are many things you haven't thought of. If you act alone again like this, I'll definitely punish you!" Gu Momo warned irritably.

"Okay, okay! I'll definitely be the first to tell my sister next time!"

"The Pavilion Master of Liuli Pavilion? You actually came to rescue your subordinates in person!" The foreign man got up from the ground, and some of his subordinates who had been beaten down by Fuying had also recovered their strength and stood beside him.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Gu Momo leaned against the hood of Fuying's car and said lazily.

"Ha! Since you dared to come alone! Then I'll make you die today, together with your loyal subordinate!"

"Boss, we can't act rashly! The organization said that people can't die. You saw it yourself, we're no match for her, let alone now that there's one more person!" A subordinate next to him kindly reminded him, seeing that he had already lost his mind.

"Shut the fuck up!" The foreign man turned around and slapped the man so hard that he saw stars and didn't dare to say another word.

"To hell with the Emperor-Slaying Alliance! From now on, I won't take their orders! Today, I'm going to take these two bitches' lives! Everyone, open fire!" the man roared.