The moment the safety latch was released, both Shotaro and Ruan Xianxian broke out in a cold sweat. The latter, upon smelling the familiar scent of soapberry, completely relaxed.

With a gun pointed at his head, Shotaro instinctively tried to ignite the detonator in his sleeve. He knew he had been exposed, and his face was filled with venomous resentment.

Only when he moved did he realize that he had lost control of his body without even noticing. "Baka, what did you do to me?"

Miyano completely ignored him, lowered his head, and saw the little fairy lying peacefully in his arms. Only then did his heart, which had been pounding, settle down.

Miyano knew she wasn't a professional and lacked common sense, so he succinctly said, "Leave the rest to me."

Using a pistol to shoot a bomb, this fairy is really daring...

It wasn't a good time for tenderness. Breaking away from Miyano's embrace, Ruan Xianxian pulled back Mai Lun, who was still confused about the situation, and prepared to leave on her own.

"Come here, he has explosives on him. His target is to kill you and the important foreign guests below, causing diplomatic turmoil."

Blow him up? With that one sentence, Myron understood everything.

No wonder, no wonder he was walking perfectly fine on the day he was discharged from the hospital when he suddenly felt his foot slip and was about to fall and cause further injury, but by sheer coincidence, he was saved by Shotaro.

Afterwards, with the other party's deliberate attempts to please, their relationship gradually grew closer.

As a member of the Smith family, even if only a branch, Myron was no less vigilant. It's just that being in a foreign country makes it easier to get close to and associate with people of his own kind.

It's true... an illness can make you stupid for three years.

Upon seeing Mellen's momentary instinctive avoidance of his partner's touch, Miyano's eyes narrowed, and he released Shotaro from his control.

Upon gaining his freedom, Shotaro immediately lunged at Melon, who was stepping toward Ruan Xianxian. His movements were so swift that he almost captured Melon in the blink of an eye.

A chilling wind swept from behind, and driven by his keen sense of danger, Myron instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Just as his eyes widened, and he felt a large, malicious hand about to grab his neck...

Ruan Xianxian, who was holding him, suddenly raised her foot and kicked him hard in the back and side.

Ruan Xianxian used all her strength in this kick, and Shotaro flew backward like a parabola at an even faster speed than when he came, his body crashing heavily into the wall, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Several ribs were broken, and the entire front of the chest was sunken.

When Myron turned around and saw this scene, she was stunned. Kim... the female bodybuilder Barbie.

Miyano also paused for a moment, seriously considering his teacher's suggestion for the first time. Even if his partner didn't serve the country and its people, he at least needed to systematically learn theoretical knowledge.

He pulled her into his arms, unable to bring himself to scold her, and gently reasoned with her: "Do you know that some explosives will detonate under specific conditions? For example, when the surface is hit hard."

He should have kept quiet, because once he mentioned it, Myron was terrified.

Raising her little head, Ruan Xianxian smiled sweetly and said, "I know! Isn't it because you're here? I know you won't let me get hurt."

An explosion triggered by a heavy impact usually refers to a liquid bomb.

C4 is extremely stable; it won't explode even if you hit it hard or roast it over a fire. During World War II, American soldiers used C4 to start fires and roast meat.

Knowing this, if Shotaro were carrying an unstable nitroglycerin liquid bomb, Ruan Xianxian would have been the first to escape after notifying the military... and evacuate.

"You, you're from a special department." Shotaro clutched his chest, about to move, when he coughed up another mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with inexplicable horror.

He never expected that a mere terrorist operation would provoke the deployment of China's most mysterious special departments, with two of them arriving.

"Guards, take him away first. He's a Jonin, keep a close watch on him."

As soon as Gong Ye finished speaking, five or six heads peeked down from the corner of the second floor, led by Lin Rui Cong, each with a strange expression. One of them, a skinny little guy, was the first to run downstairs.

"Boss, boss, leave this to me. Your future sister-in-law has been frightened. You take everyone back to rest first."

Despite his small stature, Ruan Xianxian sensed a threat emanating from him as they passed each other, and couldn't help but blink.

Miyano turned to the side, blocking her curious gaze at the skinny monkey, "Colleague, I'll take you back to the hotel first."

Ruan was reluctant to leave, so Gongye leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

This guy's titanium alloy eyes lit up instantly, "Really let me touch you?"

Lin Rui Cong choked on his own saliva and coughed, not controlling his volume. Gong Ye's ears turned red. Just then, a very unpleasant snort came from the stairs.

"Shameless."

Ruan Xianxian looked over in the direction of the voice and saw a young man who was about 20 years old and had an exceptionally handsome appearance.

The young man held his chin higher than anyone else, his expression one of absolute superiority. When he met two pairs of unreadable gazes, Yin Guang's movements became noticeably sluggish.

"What are you looking at? What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging at each other and singing lewd songs in public? Miyano, you're only doing this because you arrived a few years earlier. If it were me..."

He froze halfway through his sentence, then jumped up, shouting, "What's crawling into my pants leg?"

Then he fell hard on flat ground, face first.

"Let's go." The two looked at each other as they simultaneously turned their gazes away, and the skinny monkey, with great tact, kicked the still vomiting blood Shotaro aside.

"Get out of here and spit it out, you're bad luck."

Nearby, Myron, finally snapping out of his daze, strode down the stairs with his long legs, only to be blocked by the skinny monkey. He stretched his neck, waved his arms, and shouted loudly:

“Ruan, Ruan, you saved my life again. I will definitely repay you.”

Ruan Xianxian didn't turn around, walked out of everyone's sight, and secretly hooked her little finger with Miyano's finger, "Back then, you deliberately released your control over Shotaro, just to make Myron owe me a favor?"

"Yes! The Smith family mainly deals in machinery, and his family has a certain influence in Country Y."

"If you can help the machine shop get a few precision machining lathes from Myron, my old man will have to be at your beck and call from now on."

"Uncle Feng will beat you to death if he hears this."

Miyano smiled slightly, "Then you're making things difficult for him. The old man doesn't have many years left to live, he doesn't necessarily have to work himself to death."

Let's go, I'm about to receive a first-class merit award, little fairy!

"Really? Really?" Ruan Xianxian asked excitedly. "I can really get a first-class merit award?"

"Hmm, your performance was outstanding and played a decisive role in the battle. Are you going to let that good-for-nothing who got a rat crawl into his trouser leg take the first-class merit instead of you?"

Yin Guang: ? ? ?

At the cost of almost ruining the entire pair of pants, a dead rat was pulled out from near the waistband, and the huge rat, still staring with its red eyes even in death, was stared at.

His voice was low and hoarse: "I remember, Boss Gong... doesn't have the ability to control animals, right?"

Naturally, no one answered this foolish question. The group, along with Myron and Shotaro, were taken to the command center on the second floor for a talk.

...

At the restaurant, Ruan Xianxian leaned against the wide-open door with her arms crossed, urging the man to hurry up with her eyes.

Miyano pressed two fingers on the hem of her clothes, met the urging gaze of her partner filled with smiles, and slowly... slowly lifted the hem of her clothes.