Chapter 47 - Self-Rescue Manual of a Villainess

Chapter 047: Superhuman? Honey Trap! Behind the door was simply an ordinary flight of stairs. This led to a small disappointment for both Fuhu Zhengsi and Nan Yin. After all, the door itself had a high-tech vibe, and they were mentally prepared for anything that could be behind it, so much so that even if a demon burst out on the spot, Nan Yin wouldn't be surprised. But now... an ordinary stairway seemed quite anticlimactic. “Zhengsi, don't be careless. Even though the number of thugs upstairs is the same as what was indicated in our intelligence, it doesn't mean there aren’t other enemies behind this door,” Nan Yin reminded, her smart submachine gun at the ready. Fuhu Zhengsi nodded at her words. Her reminder was quite unnecessary, since they were both the only two allies here, both having an extraordinarily high tactical knowledge. Being on alert was a matter of routine. As soon as Nan Yin had finished issuing instructions to Fuhu Zhengsi, she immediately activated the heart rate detector on her submachine gun. It could identify enemies within a certain range by their heartbeat - a rather self-evident function, since wouldn't all the enemies Nan Yin faced have a beating heart? At that moment, the heart rate detector picked up a group of creatures gathered thirty meters away – likely humans, very likely the Bassales slaves Nan Yin was looking for. "That's not right…" Just as Nan Yin was about to approach to take a closer look at the minions she'd have soon, Fuhu Zhengsi, standing beside her, suddenly furrowed his brows and chided Nan Yin in an unusually stern tone. Before she could react, he shoved her aside! Almost at the same instant, four or five sharp ice spikes thrust out of the floor where Nan Yin had been standing! Looking at how the metallic floor was easily pierced, Nan Yin was sweating profusely. If even the steel floor couldn't withstand the suddenly emerging ice spikes, one could only imagine what would have happened if she hadn't dodged the attack. Without having time to cast a grateful look at Fuhu Zhengsi, Nan Yin immediately lifted her submachine gun to strafe behind her! "Bang Bang Bang Bang...!” A series of bullets fired along the track adjusted by the smart system, but without exception, all were blocked by a thick wall of ice. Ice? What was happening? It wasn't there before! Just as Nan Yin was taken aback, an alarm suddenly blared in her mind, a precognitive sense of danger honed by past crises! Almost subconsciously, Nan Yin kicked herself back by pushing against a nearby extrusion on the floor. Only after rolling ungainly on the floor did the white-haired girl barely look up. Then she saw the almost incredible sight— The thick ice wall that was blocking her bullets suddenly parted in the middle, and a red-haired man in a black leather jacket walked out leisurely. Hovering around the man were three white ice orbs. His gaze upon Nan Yin was full of disdain. "Who dares to bluster here? Turns out it's just two rats who haven't even activated their alter powers," the man commented in a contemptuous tone. Then, without turning his back, he casually swing his hand, and the three white ice orbs hovering around his shoulders began to rotate rapidly. Almost simultaneously, the path of Fuhu Zhengsi, who had been planning a sneak attack with his dagger, was blocked by ice walls from all sides. Following that, the man laughed coldly, clenched his fists, and spikes of ice burst through the floor from the ice walls behind him. As for Fuhu Zhengsi – his fate was unknown. This happened in the blink of an eye. The situation had dramatically overturned before Nan Yin could even process it. One minute, they were holding a winning ticket, the next, they were being spun round and round by this man. And now, Fuhu Zhengsi, their most potent ally on the scene, was of unknown life or death. "Damn it..." Nan Yin wanted to raise her gun to shoot, but in the next instant, an ice spike pierced through her gun-toting arm. She felt an intense sting in the limb. Even the flow of blood was interrupted due to the chill from the ice freezing her wounded artery at once. Can I please have some help with this section? It's quite a long one. Gazing at the fallen Nan Yin, the man broke out into a triumphant smirk. "Kid, I advise you not to make reckless moves. If you obediently tell me who sent you, perhaps I could afford you a quick death." On hearing this, Nan Yin frowned but said nothing. It was clear that the man had mistaken her and Fuhu Zhengsi for enemies or assassins sent by rivals to cause trouble. At this moment, Nan Yin's brain was working at hyper speed to figure out how to respond. “I…I’ll tell! Just don’t kill me! I’ll tell you anything you want!" At the same time, Nan Yin’s face displayed extreme terror, her voice frantic and shrill. She was deliberately showing fear – to buy some time. Sure enough, the man, hearing Nan Yin's terrified voice, displayed a smug expression. "Tell me. Is it the Stran gang or the Car Club that sent you? What do you know?" It has to be said that the man’s emotional intelligence wasn't that high. In an instant, he gave Nan Yin two plausible pieces of false information to choose from. Nan Yin quickly contemplated her options. She had never heard of the Stran gang, and neither had the original owner of the body. However, she knew about the Car Club. It was an organization formed by racers in the Filo district. Her appearance somewhat fit the bill, and... she just happened to know the name of the Car Club's leader. "It's … it's boss Lance who sent me here! He just told me there was a big deal here, and that if I pulled it off, I could live lavishly for a while! The rest … the rest I don't know!" Nan Yin continued in a terrified manner. Her words revealed a limited understanding, so the man didn't readily find any discrepancies. He nodded, scratching his chin. "So, it's that bastard Lance, ruining our deal last time was not enough, now he's eyeing our stock?” "But … wouldn't Lance know that I, in particular, am handling this deal? Why would he send you two, who don't have any super power? Are there any other tricks up your sleeve?" The man’s face turned wary. The ice orbs on his shoulder spinning rapidly as if sensing something. Nan Yin, corners of her mouth lifting into a cold smile, responded with feigned fright and confusion, “No … I don't know, I didn't know that the enemy in this operation was superhuman, otherwise … I wouldn't have come…” This time Nan Yin deliberately showed weakness. To highlight her gender advantage, she even thrust out her chest slightly. Sure enough, the red-haired man gave a nod, his gaze on Nan Yin decidedly inappropriate. He retracted the orbs on his shoulder, squatting down, and reached out to pull the hoodie off Nan Yin's head— “Rustle!” Without the hood, the girl’s snowy hair was immediately exposed, as was Nan Yin’s exquisite face. The red-haired man gasped slightly, a flash of admiration visible in his eyes, "What’s going on? Since when did the Car Club have a female assassin like you?" Wasn't the Car Club just a bunch of car freaks? Since when did such a beautiful girl join their ranks? "I... I'm a fresh recruit of boss Lance's … he …"Nan Yin pretended to stutter, leaving the red-haired man to fill in the blanks. Sure enough, the man's face twisted into a lascivious grin. He retracted his ice orbs, looking completely off-guard. The man reached out towards Nan Yin, seemingly wanting to touch her face: "So, you're Lance’s new girl. Not bad looking at all!” "You tell me everything about Lance that you know! And then … as long as you behave, I might let you live.” The man chuckled lewdly. Once Nan Yin confirmed that he had really retracted those orbs, she quickly assumed an ‘understanding’ expression on her face. She looked helpless but had no choice but to comply, making him itch to give in to his desires— “I... I understand. As long as you spare my life! I'm willing to do anything!” Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him feigning a happy capitulation, red-haired man felt his mouth go dry. Nan Yin was already extremely captivating. Now, with this pretended submission, he found it hard to resist the temptation. "Good, as long as you behave …” As the man was talking, he reached out to the collar of Nan Yin's clothing, but at that moment, he saw out of the corner of his eye that the hand of the girl, which had been wounded, had somehow drawn a four-barreled silver small revolver, aiming at him! "!!!" To his credit, although the man was lecherous, his reaction was swift. As soon as he spotted the gun in Nan Yin's hand, an ice wall materialized between them. The ice wall, if only judging by thickness, was hardly thinner than before. If the gun Nan Yin possessed was just regular, even four bullets hitting the same spot may not pierce it. But unfortunately…this was no ordinary gun! 【Item Name—Brainwave Suggestion】 A weapon fueled by thoughts, how could it be obstructed by a mere ice wall? For a brief moment, accompanied by the faint echo of metal vibrating from the firing of the gun, the red-haired man’s thoughts came to a halt. He began to consider three issues involuntarily— 1: Did I turn off the home gas supply? Did I forget to turn off the gas? I remember someone did it for me before I left this morning. They also helped wash the pot, didn’t they? But speaking of it, I wonder which bastard made breakfast this morning, even the eggs had been burned. How did I not react when I was eating it? 2: Did I forget to lock the door? Even though I left, there're still my boys to watch over the house, so why should I lock the door? 3: Is that child mine? Although I've slept with many women while working in this Filo district for many years, I haven't yet found myself a wife. So where did this child come from? Wait a minute, I remember that woman from the 384th street mentioned she had a surprise for me last time. Could it be she is pregnant because we didn't take precautions that night? Now the question is, is the child mine? I remember that woman wasn't very faithful either, several guys from the gang had slept with her... If she really is pregnant, maybe I'm just becoming a scapegoat? On top of that… Suddenly, the man's thoughts stopped, because in reality, his throat had been slit by a dagger—his musings naturally evaporated along with the gushing blood. In the end, he never figured out whether that potential child was his or not, but just as he was opening his eyes for the last time, he saw the female assassin from the Car Club. The white-haired girl's face was cold and indifferent, completely devoid of the previously charming and enchanting demeanor.