The 'battle' between Xing Han and Ghost Shadow No. 8 had erupted so suddenly and ended so quickly. Not only did it exceed Sylvia's expectations, but it also caught the mastermind who was hiding in the dark and preparing to kill the two of them off guard.
The location of the small boat was still one kilometer away from their pre-planned encirclement. When they heard the sound of battle, the assassins who were hiding in the dark decisively rushed out of their hiding place and rushed to the scene of the battle.
However, the battle that lasted less than 30 seconds made these guys who came later not even see the back of Singman carrying Silvia in the air and leaving calmly.
He didn't even see Ghost Shadow No. 8's corpse!
Using his divine sense to 'pull' himself away from the battlefield, Sing-Han landed lightly on a roof. He looked at Sylvia, who had her eyes closed in his arms, and said mockingly,""Sylvie, haven't you hugged enough?”
"Ah!" The girl in his arms jumped out of Xing Han's arms like a rabbit escaping from a rabbit. With a red face, she raised her small feet and kicked Xing Han's (teenager form) calf a few times in embarrassment."Bad guy! Which pervert suddenly pulled me into his arms just now? If it weren't for the enemy, you would have succeeded!？”
"My fault, my fault." Xing Han quickly raised his hands in surrender and returned to his Zheng Tai form. He floated to Sylvia's side with a smile and said,""Beautiful and magnanimous Prince Sylvie, it's all thanks to you that we managed to avert the crisis just now.”
"Stop it!" Sylvia pouted and raised her small fist to punch Sing-Han's head. She asked with a serious expression,""Why did you leave in such a hurry just now? The assassin who attacked us was only seriously injured by you. He shouldn't be dead yet.”
In his opinion, Xing Han had used an invisible technique to attack Ghost Shadow No. 8, but Ghost Shadow No. 8 dodged it.
"He is indeed dead. I used my divine sense to tear him apart…"
Xing Han had a relaxed look on his face. He was only using his divine sense to tear apart a person's…cells. It was a piece of cake!
Sylvia was speechless.
……
Singham and Sylvia were holding hands as they walked down the street. To outsiders, they looked like a pair of siblings on a vacation. The City of Romance was indeed a good place to visit.
Late at night, Venice was still lively. The quaint street lamps lit up the bustling downtown area as if it was daytime. Merchants selling goods rowed their boats through the waterway. The signs of various century-old shops on the shore were wrapped in colorful neon lights. The fragrance from the shops silently attracted an endless stream of customers.
In a simple and elegant Italian restaurant, Silvia and Xing Han sat in a couple's seat. Xing Han, who was pretending to be a gentleman, handed the menu to the girl and signaled the waiter to let Silvia order.
Although it seemed a little strange for Zheng Tai to order the young girl's menu, the waiter looked at Silvia and Singham (Zheng Tai form) with a strange gaze and concluded in his heart,"These two people are perverts."
If Xinghan heard this, he would feel wronged! He definitely would! He would!
After taking the menu, Sylvia flipped through it and revealed a devilish smile. She said to the waiter,"A serving of spaghetti, thanks.”
Alright, the waiter's gaze became even more like he was looking at a pervert!
Even so, the waiter still nodded and took the menu from Sylvia. He turned around and left with a petrified expression on his face. He turned to look at the girl who was smiling coquettishly and said with endless resentment,""Sylvie, I haven't ordered yet.”
"Eh?" Silvia tilted her head and asked in confusion,""You clearly ordered it?"
Looking at the young girl who was acting dumb, Xing Han (Zheng Tai form) mercilessly exposed him,"You clearly only ordered one serving of spaghetti from the sea, okay? Where's my share?"
Silvia covered her mouth and did not feel embarrassed at being exposed. She leaned over to Xing Han (Zheng Tai form) and replied,""Sea of Love is a couple set meal for two people. It's enough for two people to share.”
As they spoke, a large plate of steaming hot spaghetti was brought to the table by the waiter. Perhaps it was because of the couple's set meal, the shop owner was very considerate and gave a fork as a cutlery. It was obvious that he wanted the couple in love to feed each other.
The scene before their eyes made Sing-Han and Sylvia look at each other. The young girl imagined the feeding scene in her mind. The thin-skinned Sylvia's snow-white neck and pretty face were dyed red. She wanted to open her mouth and ask for another set of cutlery, but she did not say anything under Sing-Han's silent gaze.
Xing Han smiled as he looked at the blushing young girl who had made a trap for herself. Under his playful gaze, Sylvia picked up her fork and rolled up the spaghetti into her mouth. Then, she chewed on the delicious food in her mouth as she rolled up the spaghetti again and sent it to Xing Han (Zheng Tai form).
Looking at the spaghetti that was covered in sauce in front of him, under Silvia's sharp gaze, Xing Han (Zheng Tai form) opened his mouth and bit the noodle into his mouth, not wanting to embarrass the girl any further.
"It's still a little lacking compared to Cui Lian's cooking, but it's not a problem if it's just enough to fill your stomach.”Xing Han (Zheng Tai form) immediately made a judgment in his mind. The cooking standard of the century-old restaurant was indeed not bad compared to those shops in the city, but it could not compare to Luo Hao's cooking skills, which had been around for nearly a century.
After all, this was all forced out by Xing Han…
Enjoying the feeding service of the world's number one singer, Singham and Sylvia slowly fed themselves a plate of spaghetti while flirting.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and calculated the time in his heart. The rats should have returned to their nest by now, right?
As he said that, Xing Han's divine sense returned to where he was. The message was,""We've found the base camp."
Xing Han's eyes flashed. He left a divine sense on the spot. Although he couldn't tear people apart for fun, it was still enough to track them!
Some people were gloating over Ghost Shadow No. 8's miserable appearance, some had cold gazes, and some didn't care.
However, all the assassins had put down their contempt for the mission given by the headquarters. The failure of Ghost Shadow No. 8's mission and its immediate death had woken up the alarm for the terrorists hiding in the dark.
Although the target of this mission seemed to be a young girl with the halo of a singer, it was not so easy to get her. Now it seemed that at least the new bodyguard was a tough nut to crack.
"Bring him along, we're going back." The hooded leader of the assassins turned around and left the alley. His voice rang in everyone's ears."There are still three days. We have to think about the plan.”
The assassins in all kinds of costumes retreated from all directions. Their figures blended into the darkness and gathered at their stronghold in Venice without attracting anyone's attention.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
These people did not realize that they, who thought they were hunters, had become lambs waiting to be slaughtered by others.
After supper, in a double room in a hotel, Sylvia quickly jumped onto the bed and rolled around like a lazy cat. She hugged a white pillow and sat up, looking at Xing Han who was standing in front of the table and pouring a cup of tea.
Xing Han picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. He held the table with one hand and looked at the girl who was looking at him.
Silvia's hat fell to the corner of the bed, and her long chestnut-colored hair naturally fell on the bed. She was sitting like a duck in her jeans, and her fair feet were bare. The blush on her face had long since faded, and she no longer looked like the shy little girl in the dining room.
"Do you want some?" Singham raised his teacup and gestured to Sylvia.
Sylvia shook her head. She had already drunk some fruit juice in the dining room, so she was not thirsty now. She did not have the habit of drinking tea after dinner.
Xing Han leaned against the table and slowly finished half a cup of tea. He placed the teacup on the table and pushed open the window of the guest room. He tilted his head and instructed the singer who was sitting on the bed and drawing circles on the bedsheet with her finger," I'm going out for a while. You can stay here in peace. It'll take about ten minutes, twenty minutes, or half an hour. I suggest you take a shower first, Sylvie. Don't worry that I'll come back and peek.”
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