Killer Queen (GL) - Chapter 22

The halls on both sides of the lobby were long staircases, leading up to private boxes specially prepared for VIPs. Nan Qi clicked along in her thin high heels, and a hotel attendant walked ahead of her, unrolling a red carpet so as not to dirty her high heels. Nan Qi took all of this for granted, enjoying it thoroughly. Once a person had power and status, they could obtain many, many things. Now, even a human life could easily be taken by her.

The luxurious private room, with its flowing, colorful lights, had several bottles of brandy placed on the table.

“Sister Nan, will Qi Sha come to the appointment?” A man cautiously offered a wine glass to Nan Qi, asking respectfully.

Xi Qi’s codename was “Qi Sha” (Seven Kills), because she had once completed a super S-class difficult mission within a short seven days, shocking the entire assassin circle and making her famous for a time.

Nan Qi smiled alluringly, “If she doesn’t come, I’ll kill her little lover.”

Two years ago, Xi Qi was the number one assassin in Qianying (Thousand Shadows), but now, she had become a traitor hunted by Qianying. This time, Qianying had sent sixty-four top-tier assassins to crusade against her, along with Qianying’s third, fourth, and second-ranked top assassins, and Nan Qi, the current most powerful and number one assassin queen of Qianying.

The pursuit lineup was so strong, which showed the vigilance and fear of Qianying’s upper management towards Xi Qi. Xi Qi’s strength terrified the upper echelons; if Xi Qi wasn’t dead, they probably couldn’t sleep well at night.

“Ah—” The outside suddenly erupted into chaos, with screams of terror, confused footsteps, and the shattering of pots, bowls, and plates.

Nan Qi calmly picked up her teacup, took a sip, and smiled enchantingly, “Sister is here!”

In the lobby, it was chaotic and a mess. People scrambled and rushed towards the main door, pushing and running. A man’s arm flew into the air, and bl00d gushed out from his severed limb. The man lay on the ground, screaming miserably, his pistol having fallen about two meters away. The arm fell heavily from the height, splattering bl00d. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

In less than a minute, the guests had fled completely, leaving behind only the sixty-four first-rate assassins of Qianying in the lobby, aiming their guns fiercely at Xi Qi.

In Xi Qi’s hand was the katana (samurai sword) she had previously given to Luo Yu. The sharp blade faintly revealed a cold glint, capable of cutting iron like mud and instantly killing with a touch of bl00d.

However, no one dared to shoot, because Xi Qi was tied with a pile of special explosives. This type of explosive was specially made by Qianying, so everyone present was familiar with it. If anyone opened fire, the explosives would detonate. And with so many explosives on Luo Yu, the entire building would probably be blown up, leaving absolutely no chance for anyone present to survive.

Xi Qi’s ability to climb to the position of Qianying’s chief assassin relied not only on her excellent skills and marksmanship but also on her extraordinary intelligence and flexible strategies.

Xi Qi’s move was very clever. If she used a gun, even if she was strong, facing dozens of first-rate assassins, she would be shot into a sieve, with no chance of winning. But now, the opponents couldn’t shoot and could only fight with katanas. Although it was still extremely difficult to face sixty-four alone, at least there was a slight chance of successfully rescuing Luo Yu.

Tonight, Xi Qi didn’t even bring a pistol; her only weapon was the black Hattori Hanzō katana in her hand.

The sixty-four assassins standing in the lobby threw away their pistols and drew the katanas from their waists. Qianying advocated for Eastern ninjutsu, and carrying a sword was a major characteristic of Qianying assassins.

Sixty-four cold, shimmering blade tips were all aimed in the same direction.

One against sixty-four.

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone present controlled their breathing to be extremely shallow. The temperature suddenly dropped. The battle was imminent.

The first to strike was the assassin closest to Xi Qi. He shouted, swinging his sword to slash at Xi Qi. In an instant, seven or eight assassins around Xi Qi moved simultaneously, fiercely brandishing their sharp blades towards Xi Qi’s shoulder, neck, thigh, head, and waist. Blade edges came fiercely from all directions, with nowhere to hide and no way to retreat.

Xi Qi did not retreat, nor did she flee. She merely chopped towards the first enemy to strike, blocking his sword, and simultaneously using the opponent’s force to counter the countless hidden blades from behind.

In the private box, the faint fragrance of orchids and the warm aroma of tea filled the air. Nan Qi watched the battle in the lobby leisurely, a smile playing on her lips, “Sister drenched in bl00d and carnage is the most beautiful.”

Bl00d flowed like a river on the ground, with rows of people lying with severed arms and legs. Severed hands and feet flew in the air, bl00d splattering high up and landing on the faces of the people below. However, no one cared; they were all seeing red in the killing, and Xi Qi was no exception.

With a horizontal chop, a body was sliced in half at the waist. The opponent’s body slid down from the waist, and bl00d immediately surged out from the waist, spraying all over Xi Qi.

With a vertical chop, from the head, body, down to the legs, a body was vertically cut in half. The opponent instantly died, their body slowly collapsing to both sides, still connected by threads of nerves and membranes in the middle. Xi Qi’s face was also stained with bright red liquid.

The current Xi Qi was like a fierce, bloody, ruthless, and cruel wolf king, without a shred of pity. Every strike was a brutal move to kill. The enemy’s bl00d stimulated the fight within her. The smell of bl00d excited her, thrilled her, and made her increasingly ruthless and bloodthirsty. This, perhaps, was the real Xi Qi. Xi Qi’s gentleness was reserved for only one person, and Qi Sha was the true name of Xi Qi as an assassin.

Legend had it that Qi Sha could continuously kill for seven days and seven nights without fatigue, not even sparing the old, weak, women, or children.

Legend had it that Qi Sha was inhuman, just a killing machine, cold-hearted and ruthless, a mass murderer, bloody and violent.

Legend had it that Qi Sha was bloodthirsty and savage, with extremely bloody killing methods that even fellow assassins would tremble at.

Legend had it that…

Qi Sha was always a legendary figure, with various opinions, but very few people had seen her true face. This was the side of Xi Qi that Luo Yu was unfamiliar with—her bloody, even cruel nature as an assassin.

There were only thirty-plus assassins left in the lobby. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than half had died. Now, Xi Qi’s aura was very strong, and her killing intent was thick. When she took a step forward, the enemies surrounding her involuntarily took a step back.

Bl00d slowly trickled down the katana, dripping onto the ground. The lobby became silent once again. The rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by Xi Qi. Xi Qi tightly grasped the katana, breathing deeply and shallowly. She was waiting, like a wolf king hiding in the dark, quietly waiting for its prey to pounce.

Someone couldn’t bear the patience and charged up. Xi Qi swung her sword, and the opponent’s head instantly separated from the body and flew out, hitting the wall heavily with a clang, a piercing loud noise. Bl00d splattered all over the wall, and the head rolled back down to Xi Qi’s feet, a pair of wide-open, unwilling eyes staring straight at Xi Qi.

Xi Qi didn’t even look twice, kicking the head to one side, and then continued to engage in fierce combat with the remaining enemies.

Bl00d flew everywhere, the sound of bones breaking, agonizing screams of pain, and that bl00d-stained katana that killed relentlessly.

A Shura (Asura/Demon) from hell, tainted with thick bl00d.

Only two people were left in the lobby: one was Xi Qi, and the other was a pretty, young girl, about eighteen or nineteen.

She held her sword, facing Xi Qi. Her thighs were constantly trembling, her lips quivering, and she couldn’t hold the sword steadily.

Xi Qi walked towards her step by step, getting closer and closer, closer and closer. The girl could almost feel the overwhelming气息 (aura/smell) of death rushing towards her.

Xi Qi could tell at a glance that the opponent was unprofessional. It seemed she was a newcomer who had recently joined Qianying. She was clearly terrified but tried to act strong. Cold sweat covered her delicate face. Xi Qi felt a fleeting sense that the girl resembled Luo Yu somewhat.

However, Xi Qi still swung her sword fiercely. The girl screamed. The sword in her hand was folded in half, but she wasn’t injured. The girl was utterly scared. Before she could catch her breath, Xi Qi chopped again. The girl was frightened and took a step back. Her palms were covered in cold sweat, and she almost couldn’t hold the katana steady. The katana was folded in half again. The blade snapped with a ‘ding’ and fell to the ground, embedding itself precisely between her two feet. If there had been a slight deviation, one of her feet would have been ruined.

The girl lost the last ounce of her strength from fear and fell weakly to the ground. The sword slid to one side. She had no strength to pick it up again. The girl gasped for air, closed her eyes, and waited for death to come.

Xi Qi, however, bypassed her and left.

The girl became the only person in the lobby to survive. Perhaps she was just lucky to have a delicate, determined little face that bore some resemblance to a certain person.

It turned out that the legendary ruthless and cruel Qi Sha also had moments of compassion. The girl thought blankly, her hands and feet cold, with no courage left to confront Xi Qi again.

The private box was large. Nan Qi sat leisurely sipping tea. Luo Yu lay tied up in the corner. The three top assassins of Qianying, ranked two, three, and four, stood ready at the front.

Former comrades had become enemies pointing swords at each other, but there was truly no deep bond of friendship to speak of among assassins.

None of the four were talkative people. They immediately started fighting without exchanging a single word upon meeting. Luo Yu was a little worried, his eyes closely following Xi Qi’s figure. The ones just now were small fry who couldn’t be taken seriously, but these three now were heavy-hitting, top-tier assassins of Qianying.

Little Qi was very powerful, but she was only one person. Could she really be safe facing three equally powerful assassins?

Xi Qi felt much more strained than before, but she wasn’t unable to cope. Although she couldn’t defeat the opponents instantly, they couldn’t do anything to her for the time being.

This was a long-term battle, testing patience, stamina, and the flawlessness of offense and defense.

The three opponents were secretly astonished. They had initially planned to combine the strength of the three and attack cooperatively. Even if Xi Qi was the former number one, she would be outnumbered, and they were confident that they could capture her easily. Now, however, they felt greatly strained and had to raise their spirits to the highest level to cope, not daring to relax for a moment.

Nan Qi stroked her hair, a look of adoration and obsession on her face, “No wonder Sister is called the strongest among all previous chief assassins. Now it seems the reputation is indeed well-deserved. Sister, you are truly invincible.” Nan Qi was utterly mesmerized, wishing she could rush into her sister’s arms immediately to smell the bloody, murderous fragrance on her.

The three opponents were gradually showing signs of defeat. Soon, they would be defeated one by one by Xi Qi and lose their lives under Xi Qi’s bl00d-soaked sharp blade.

Nan Qi suddenly stood up and fiercely kicked Luo Yu in the stomach. Luo Yu cried out in pain, groaning, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

When Nan Qi turned her head, Xi Qi was indeed injured on her shoulder and back. A long knife wound ran across her entire back.

“Little fellow, you distracted Sister.” Nan Qi’s face showed some reluctance. Why would her noble, goddess-like sister care about such trash? “Despicable!” Luo Yu cursed.