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The sounds of fighting were incessant, with muffled thuds of fists meeting flesh and the cold, sharp clangs of blades slicing through the air.
There were no gunshots, as avoiding guns was necessary for keeping the assassination unnoticed.
The melee and struggle drew closer to the room, with chaotic footsteps and pained screams echoing clearly in the darkness.
It seemed as if they would burst in at any moment.
However, Alexander Summers remained calm as he sat on the bed, holding his woman and comforting her, without even thinking about turning on the light.
Purple Summers knew then that he must have been prepared for this.
But even so, he shouldn’t have been this composed! Alexander Summers was not a normal person; he didn’t know fear at all!
During the fight, someone slammed into the door, causing Purple to shudder with fear! She had never encountered such a large-scale attack before, but because of Alexander, she was “lucky” enough to experience it twice!
If they really broke in, would they mistake her as Alexander’s mistress and hack her to death?
Purple’s lips turned pale, feeling extremely unlucky to have met Alexander! Being with him was the worst thing in the world!
“Still scared?” Alexander’s tone was lazy, as if somewhat helpless. He reached into the bedside drawer and handed Purple a pistol.
The iron weight of the weapon felt cold and hard in her hand, causing Purple to shiver.
While there was a life-and-death struggle outside the room, Alexander leisurely taught Purple, “Shoot anyone who dares to come in. There are sixteen bullets, which should be enough.”
He wanted her to shoot and kill?
“I can’t see anything inside the room. What if I accidentally shoot one of your men!” Purple instinctively resisted, these people were targeting him, why should she be the one to shoot?!
This didn’t make sense!
Alexander chuckled softly, nuzzling his forehead against Purple’s, with a tone of affection, “My Purple is so kind-hearted.”
Purple was speechless.
This wasn’t a question of being kind-hearted or not, okay?! She couldn’t just recklessly shoot!
Someone kicked open the door and charged in!
Purple clutched the gun and looked over, but before she had the chance to aim, the intruder was tackled to the ground and stabbed in the chest by someone from behind.
In the darkness, Purple saw the seductive woman pulling out a knife, drenched in blood.
It suddenly dawned on her; that woman was his bodyguard!
Was Alexander purposely flaunting his relationship with the beautiful woman to lure his enemies into attacking him?
She had no time to think, as more assailants lunged in!
The woman’s martial arts were excellent, wielding her blade with an ethereal elegance by the doorway, taking on several attackers at once!
However, there were too many assassins this time. Even though Alexander had laid an ambush beforehand, the situation was becoming increasingly tense.
“You should go help them!” Purple couldn’t stand it any longer, urging Alexander to action.
His men were fighting for their lives outside, while he hid in the warm bed, he couldn’t just stay there!
Yet Alexander said indifferently, “If I intervene, it would mean they’ve failed.”
Purple’s heart ached, holding the gun and wanting to help, but the melee outside was too chaotic, making it impossible for her to be sure she wouldn’t hit the wrong person.
At that moment, another attacker burst in!
The beautiful woman was caught up fighting three assassins at once, unable to block the one who charged straight into the room, rushing towards Alexander!
“Master Xander! Look out!” The woman warned in haste.
The assassin raised their dagger, the blood-stained blade reflecting a blue-purple light in the darkness——–
As the cold light sliced down, Purple didn’t have the chance to fire, because Alexander’s speed far surpassed hers! He snatched the attacker’s dagger with one hand, moving too fast for anyone to keep up!
In the blink of an eye, Alexander threw the assassin onto the bed. He flipped the blanket over the attacker’s face, stabbing wildly and mercilessly!
A single stab ended the life.
The crimson blood bloomed like the most vibrant rose on the snow-white silk quilt, slowly unfolding…
Purple was terrified to the point of being dumbstruck..