Shi Xi, a Taekwondo black belt master, transmigrated into a novel she just finished reading, taking on the role of a sickly beauty who was about to be written off.
President Big Brother Shi H...
Shi Xi frantically grabbed the security guard's hand, "You, you, how could you actually call for help!"
Soon, six security guards stood behind Shi Xi.
The security guard with a walkie-talkie said, "Captain, it's this woman. She's been staying at the stairwell, seriously affecting the guests coming and going."
The security captain said, "Excuse me, miss, please leave."
Shi Xi: "...Brothers, I...I'm not causing trouble, I—"
At that moment, a man led a voluptuous woman upstairs with a pass in hand.
Shi Xicai realized that the so-called pass was not just a piece of paper.
Instead, it was a purple diamond bracelet.
Coincidentally, the woman Shi Xi knocked unconscious was wearing a diamond bracelet like this.
When she was taking off her clothes, her bracelet broke and fell to the ground.
Shi Xi picked it up casually and held it tightly in her hand.
"Look, look, isn't this it?" Shi Xi spread out her palms and spun around in front of the bodyguards.
"I told you I had a pass! I just have a bad memory, but you didn't believe me! Now, do you believe me?"
The bodyguard holding the walkie-talkie bowed deeply in Shi Xi's direction and said, "I'm sorry, Miss."
The security captain bowed deeply in apology, saying, "Miss, I'm sorry. This was a misunderstanding. Please forgive me."
Shi Xi waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing! You guys are just very dedicated, that's why you're so careful. May I go upstairs now?"
"Of course. Please, miss!"
Four bodyguards stood on either side of the fourth-floor stairwell, making way for Shi Xi.
Shi Xi swaggered into the fourth floor.
Fortunately, she brought the bracelet from your unconscious woman.
First, put the bracelet on your wrist; it's your pass, you can't lose it.
After putting on the bracelet, Shi Xi observed her surroundings.
The fourth floor is much more luxurious than the third floor, with plush carpets on the floor and any decoration costing over five million.
Shi Xi walked around the fourth floor, but every room door was locked, and she couldn't see what was inside.
No pass is needed to enter the fifth floor.
Shi Xi easily made it to the fifth floor.
The fourth and fifth floors are almost identical, with the same decoration and layout.
There were bodyguards standing at the door of each room, making it unlikely that someone could get in and take the person inside hostage.
"Please stop!" the bodyguard said expressionlessly.
"Haha, stop. Stop." Shi Xi halted her advance.
As Shi Xi walked, she thought that if she wanted to take a picture of Brother Qin, she would have to enter a room on the fourth or fifth floor and take the owner of one of the rooms hostage.
Not far away, the four bodyguards at the entrance of room 503 hurriedly left to look for someone elsewhere.
Shi Xi watched the bodyguard leave, inwardly laughing with delight. It was truly a stroke of luck!
You're the one.
Shi Xi pretended to be the owner of the room, slowly opened the door, and went inside.
The room is up to presidential suite standards.
The only difference was that the television in the living room was replaced with a giant screen like those in a movie theater, showing scenes from an auction.
Shi Xi tiptoed inside.
A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting upright on the sofa.
"Who are you?" The bodyguards quickly moved and surrounded Shi Xi.
Before Shi Xi could even get close to the man, she was spotted by his bodyguard.
The man on the sofa didn't turn around; he continued to stare quietly at the screen.
On the screen, the auctioneer is giving opening remarks; the auction has begun.
It's too late—
Shi Xi nimbly dodged the bodyguards' encirclement, flipped over the sofa, grabbed a fruit knife from the table, and held it to the man's neck. "Don't move!"