1703: Scum

Scum

"Show me your mission details."1

The assassin was in a dilemma. "Before we carry out the mission, we must remember it. Then, the mission interface will be automatically destroyed, including our phone wires."

Nuannuan slowly walked in front of the two people whose feet she had cut off. The two people were so scared their minds were torn apart.

"I don't keep useless people. Do you two want me to send you off, or do you want to kill yourselves?"

The two assassins who were already on their calves looked terrified and begged for mercy. They knew that they had no right to live after being reduced to this state, but all humans had the desire to live, so they did not want to have to choose.

A fierce glint flashed across the eyes of the assassin who thought he received Nuannuan's favor. He walked forward and slashed twice at the necks of his two companions.

Fresh blood flowed from their necks. The two assassins watched as someone they considered to be their comrade ended them without any hesitation. They died with flowing grievance in their eyes.

"Ma'am, from now on, I'm your subordinate. I'll definitely..."

Bang!

The last bullet in Nuannuan's pistol had been rewarded to the man.

The death of this assassin made the other assassins look at Nangong Nuan like frightened birds.

Had she not said she would let them go?

Queen was cruel enough and now, she was a person who would go back on her words?

Nuannuan said unhappily, "I didn't keep all of you because I thought you were good, but because you're still useful to me. In the future, you can be my errand boys, delivering documents or something, so I have people I can order around. But if you want to be my people, you have to be clear—what I detest the most is the kind of scum who fight their brothers and kill them, betraying their comrades. Understand?"

The killers nodded frantically like chickens pecking at rice on the ground. They did not care about what Queen was saying about helping to deliver documents. Forget delivering documents, they were willing to be sent to the military base to raise pigs.

As long as they could survive, anything was fine.

"Now, pile up the corpses on the ground and put away the tables and benches you've broken. Take them out to deal with later. Also, clean up everything you've messed up."

Thus, the remaining nine international Rank-S mercenaries were reduced to a group of students struggling to perform in front of their strict teacher.

While Nuannuan was educating the group of assassins, Chi Yang had already helped Huang Zichu up and brought him back to his wheelchair.

As for Huang Ziyu, since the moment Nuannuan appeared and fired her first shot, Huang Ziyu's eyes had been glued to Nuannuan. Huang Ziyu was a full-blown fangirl.

Without waiting for Chi Yang to introduce her to the siblings, Huang Ziyu jumped in front of Nangong Nuannuan and exclaimed in surprise, "Hello, Sister-in-law! My name is Huang Ziyu!"

Nangong Nuannuan smiled and waved at Huang Ziyu, turning back into the fairy-like little lady she often was. "Hello, my name is Nangong Nuannuan."

After greeting her, she glanced at Huang Zichu. "Both you and your brother are injured. Is there a medicine box here?"

"Yes, yes. I'll go get it right away."

"Okay." Nuannuan nodded.

Huang Ziyu hopped down the stairs happily. Huang Zichu, who was by the side, quickly greeted her, "Hello, Sister-in-law. I'm Ziyu's brother, Huang Zichu."

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