The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 833

Chapter 833: 659 Emperor Ying makes a move, a warning from the fallen horse【7 updates】

More than a dozen bodyguards took a few steps forward, closing in.

Ying Zijin turned her head and saw that the surveillance cameras by the roadside had been destroyed.

Her eyelashes lowered slightly.

Very good.

No traces will be left.

"Miss Ying, they won’t go easy on you," the assistant said threateningly, "Of course, if you choose to withdraw from the Cosmic Carrier project now and join Professor Manuel’s laboratory, we can still talk things over properly."

"You should know that if you continue to follow Herwen in the Cosmic Carrier experiments, people from the City of the World will come directly to kill you."

"There’s no need." Ying Zijin raised her hand, took out a hair tie, and said indifferently, "You all are really troublesome."

The assistant frowned, but before he could speak, his vision blurred.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground echoed around him, one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In less than thirty seconds, more than a dozen bodyguards were all knocked down.

The assistant’s eyes widened, his legs went weak.

He looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared in front of him in horror, his nerves collapsing in an instant, with a thud he knelt on the ground.

The assistant’s mind was in chaos.

Ying Zijin, a researcher, how could her combat power be so high?!

These bodyguards he’d brought had all taken forbidden medicine, their physical qualities comparable to S-level mercenaries.

Yet they were defeated so easily?

The assistant trembled as he raised his head.

Ying Zijin’s voice was calm: "Do you know about Santosa City?"

The assistant’s expression changed, he cried out: "It’s you?!"

The Taylor Family had hired some hunters to assassinate Herwen’s assistant in Santosa City at that time.

However, not only did they fail in the end, but they were also taken care of by a female ancient martial artist.

After comparing the database, the Taylor Family believed she was a direct lineage member of one of three families in the Ancient Martial World - Lin, Xie, or Yue, but they couldn’t match her identity.

It became a mystery.

"Smart." Ying Zijin’s eyes were very cold, "Too late."

The assistant gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, hurling it fiercely at the girl.

"Crack!"

A clear snapping sound, the sound of bones breaking.

At the same time, the medicine bottle was firmly caught in the girl’s hand.

But two drops dripped from the mouth of the bottle onto the assistant’s right hand.

The assistant let out a heart-wrenching scream: "My hand! My hand!"

He watched as his right hand, skin, flesh, and bone disappeared bit by bit under the poison’s erosion.

This was a new type of poison from the laboratory, with a very straightforward name—solvent.

10ml could completely dissolve a person without leaving any trace.

"Is this all the poison you have?" Ying Zijin half-squatted, holding the medicine bottle, slapping it lightly against his face, and laughed quietly, "You might not know, but two centuries ago, there were poisons ten times more toxic and stealthy."

Most Poison Masters have quirky temperaments, preferring to create their own poisons and rarely establishing laboratories.

The top ten Poison Masters on the NOK forum did not possess less expertise in the field of biochemistry than Manuel.

It’s just that Poison Masters live far from the ordinary world, so many people are unaware.

Although Manuel and his assistants have NOK forum accounts and are A-level, the top ten hunters on the leaderboard are still beyond their reach.

The assistant’s mind buzzed, his body rigid.

Everything he experienced today was beyond his capacity to handle, leaving him completely overwhelmed.

Ying Zijin tucked the medicine bottle into her bag, glanced at the people on the ground, and took out her phone to make a call.

"Valens." she said, reporting an address, "Send some people over, you’ve got work."

Though the poisons created by the Manuel Laboratory couldn’t even make it into the top thirty of the poison rankings, they were still highly toxic.

They had to be thoroughly dealt with.

Ying Zijin yawned, bent her legs, and leaned against the wall to wait.

Valens hurried over from the IBI headquarters in J Country and was greeted by such a scene.

More than a dozen big men lay on the ground, all crippled.

He gasped, involuntarily lifting his head.

This?

Ying Zijin nodded at Valens, her expression composed: "I’m leaving now."

The girl slung her bag over her shoulder and left leisurely.

Only after a few seconds did Valens come to his senses: "You guys, take them all back, lock them up, and interrogate them strictly."

**

City center mall.

Rita had already arrived, waving happily: "Here, here."

Ying Zijin walked over and handed the bubble tea she bought to her.