Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 870 - 619 Appears

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Not sure if it's due to his cautious nature or favoritism toward this brainless subordinate, the boss paused for a moment and then asked: "What does the target look like?"

"What does she look like?" The Wild Wolf, who was curled up and spectating from the sidelines, stared at the figure chasing down a group of scattered drifters across the battlefield and gave a strictly realistic description: "She's dressed in a bluish-gray outfit that sort of looks like military attire, but the design is something I've never seen before. There's an eagle with spread wings embroidered on it. She's about 1.8 meters tall, pretty handsome, with a soldier-like demeanor. Also, there doesn't seem to be any signs of physical augmentation—she's a pureborn human."

"Got it." The voice of the boss came through over the phone, "You moron! I didn't blame you for not having detailed info before, but starting now, stop giving me random bullshit! The target is a woman, damn it! And yeah, she's in the military, but she wouldn't be stupid enough to prance around in a uniform at a time like this! Besides, she doesn't have a shred of actual soldier-like demeanor. That woman—you just need a glance to recognize her!"

"Is that so?" The Wild Wolf stared blankly ahead, his tone carrying an odd nuance, "That woman, is she very… special?"

"Special?" The boss let out a cold laugh, "Special doesn't even begin to describe it! The kind of show-off vibe she radiates can be sensed from ten kilometers away. Kid, stick to your tasks. We've already stationed people at every major checkpoint in Freeport. This mission is way out of your league!"

"Boss, it's not that..." Wild Wolf swallowed hard, his tone strained as he asked, "Does this woman... happen to wear a knee-length black trench coat?"

"Hmm..." The boss hesitated slightly, "The intel says so." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Does she have wavy purple hair, ridiculously beautiful looks, fox-like eyes, and a tear-shaped mole underneath her right eye?"

"Hmm... seems like it."

"Is she carrying a big black box?"

"Yeah, yeah, exactly!"

"And has an impressive bust?"

"What the hell? How do you know all this stuff?"

"Boss..." Wild Wolf's eyes became vacant, "I think I see her."

"What?!" The boss roared furiously through the receiver, "You actually saw her?"

"She's smiling at me..." Wild Wolf practically felt like crying, clutching the communication device in his hands, not knowing what to do, "Boss, what should I do?"

According to what the boss said, this woman wasn't just dangerous—calling her a walking nuclear bomb wouldn't be an exaggeration!

A woman like this smiling straight at him made him feel as if his great-grandma was already waving him over from the other side.

"Don't panic, keep calm." The boss tried to comfort him, but the next moment the sound of the boss furiously shouting away from the receiver could be heard, "Quick! Gather everyone at Structural Zone 13! Target located! Target located! Also, bring a coffin—we're going to hold a 'Star Burial' for our dead brothers!"

Then the sound returned closer to the receiver, "Hey, hey, hey? Wild Wolf, are you still there? Maintain communication—we're on our way."

"..." Wild Wolf's expression faltered a little, his face mournful, "Boss, next time, at least avoid talking about funeral arrangements for a brother right in front of him, will you?"

"I'm worried if I wait too long, you won't hear it. How else would you know we laid you to rest with a 'Star Burial'?"

"..." Wild Wolf pursed his lips, mulled things over, and strangely felt a little touched.

'True! Saying it while I'm alive is better than leaving it unsaid after I'm dead. Boss actually cares about me!'

With that realization, when he looked again at the enchanting figure approaching, he was suddenly unafraid.

With a loud "thump," Wild Wolf dropped to his knees where he stood, "Lady, please don't kill me. I know where to find a private black ship to leave port!"

The woman approaching raised an eyebrow, a playful expression appearing on her face, "Weren't you all looking for me?"

Still kneeling, Wild Wolf straightened his back, "That's the organization's business, nothing to do with me! I'm just a small fry—I wasn't even supposed to be involved in a mission of this level. Besides, I just quit the organization!"

The communicator that Wild Wolf flung aside emitted the boss's furious cursing, "You son of a bitch, you dare to betray me?!"

"I'm now Lady's dog. Don't contact me anymore—I don't want her to misunderstand!" Wild Wolf shouted loudly into the device, his gaze resolute.

Meng Meng calmly hung up. Wild Wolf turned his gaze back to the woman only a few strides away, "Lady, starting now, I'm your loyal dog. Please guide me from here on out."

The woman was visibly entertained; her lips curled into a cheerful smirk, "But what if I don't plan to leave?"

"..." Wild Wolf froze, "Lady?"

The woman tilted her head slightly, her eyes drifting toward the distant neon lights, "Being chased around endlessly by those dogs—I'm getting annoyed. How about we settle it all here in this decayed place? That way, those dogs won't follow me back to Bauhinia."

Her fox-like gaze then shifted to the chaotic battlefield nearby, a hint of a frown appearing, especially as her eyes fell on the besieged figure fighting back. Her emotions grew darker, "And also, it'll save others from being dragged into this mess."

With that, the woman gracefully strode forward, walking directly into the chaos of battle.

An explosive wave of Spiritual Energy sent ripples outward, instantly launching all the scattered drifters violently into the air, leaving only one figure standing amid the devastation.

Bai E glanced at the surrounding bodies strewn across the ground, then turned sharply to see the woman who was already looking back at him.

Her alluring fox-like eyes carried a trace of doubt and hesitation.

'How... is he still unharmed?'

To spare these irrelevant individuals from suffering under the arriving members of the Dagger Society, she simply wanted to end the drama quickly—using the most efficient method possible.

But in this world, there was no technique that avoided indiscriminate damage. Her massive wave of Spiritual Energy didn't yet have the precision to distinguish between individuals.