Chapter 2107: Chapter 2100: Guaranteeing Saint Roland
As soon as Saint Roland woke up, she grasped Wang Dadong’s hand nervously and said anxiously, "Sir, I might have been exposed. I came back just to tell you to be careful. Luolan can no longer help you. I have to leave now, otherwise, I’ll drag you down with me."
As Saint Roland spoke, she was about to get off the bed.
Wang Dadong reached out to stop Saint Roland from getting off the bed and frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I let you face this alone."
Saint Roland shook her head, "Sir, I’m just a Level Three Assassin, far less prestigious than you. If Saint Roland dies, she dies, it shouldn’t affect your mission."
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door. Wang Dadong walked to the window and saw several cars had arrived at the entrance of the villa, and many people were getting out, surrounding the villa.
Saint Roland also struggled to walk to the window. Seeing the scene below, her face changed dramatically, "It’s her! Sir, you, you should kill me! As long as you kill me yourself, she won’t suspect you."
Saint Roland closed her eyes as she spoke.
Of course, Wang Dadong couldn’t kill Saint Roland.
Seeing that Wang Dadong hadn’t made a move, Saint Roland said anxiously, "Sir, if I fall into her hands, I’m sure to die. I’d rather die by your hand."
Wang Dadong finally raised his hand.
But he didn’t kill Saint Roland; instead, he gently pinched her beautiful cheek and said, "Fool, you’re my woman. How could I let you die."
"But... but..." Saint Roland choked up hearing Wang Dadong’s words.
"Don’t worry, nothing will happen." Wang Dadong gently hugged Saint Roland’s back and patted it comfortingly.
By this time, the entrance of the villa was full of people.
At the very front, there was a massive rosewood sofa with a foreign woman in a red dress sitting on it, holding a glass of red wine.
Wang Dadong slowly walked out of the villa.
"Who is she?" Wang Dadong asked, turning his head to Beyoncé.
"She is... the Scorpion King’s woman, Laila." Beyoncé couldn’t help but swallow as she spoke.
The Scorpion King’s woman!
"Is she the Scorpion King’s mistress?" Wang Dadong’s expression changed slightly.
"No, she’s not the Scorpion King’s mistress; she’s his true woman." Beyoncé replied.
"I don’t know what brings Lady Laila to visit my humble abode?" Wang Dadong said to the woman.
Laila extended the hand that held the wine glass, and someone immediately came to take the glass from her.
Laila leaned forward, resting her delicate chin on her hand, and looked at Wang Dadong with amusement, "I’m here to capture the traitor of the Devil’s Den."
"Then Lady Laila must be mistaken. There’s no traitor here." Wang Dadong shook his head.
"If I say there is, then there is." Laila’s presence carried an undeniable aura.
Although they had exchanged only two sentences, Wang Dadong realized this woman was extraordinary.
This woman was no ordinary person; her strength was at least in the Saint Realm or perhaps even stronger.
"Then what does Lady Laila intend to do?" Wang Dadong asked.
"Hand over the traitor, or..." Laila glanced at the villa behind Wang Dadong and slightly raised the corner of her mouth, "or I’ll level this place to the ground!"
To level this place to the ground!
How domineering and arrogant.
And it’s no joke because behind her were four strong men holding rocket launchers.
If Laila gave the order, even with Wang Dadong’s extraordinary skills, he would not be able to stop four rockets at once.
"I’ve already said, there’s no traitor here." Wang Dadong continued to say.
Laila squinted her eyes and chuckled, "Boy, don’t think just because you’re the owner of this villa, you can do whatever you want. In my eyes, you’re just an ant. I can easily crush you."
"I know that in Lady Laila’s eyes, I’m just an ant. But I believe Lady Laila must be a kind person who won’t crush me for no reason." Wang Dadong replied.
"Very well, you have guts. If you’re willing to vouch for her, I’ll let it go." Laila said.
Beyoncé’s face changed slightly upon hearing this, and she tugged at the corner of Wang Dadong’s clothes, signaling him not to vouch.
"Agreed so quickly? Do you even know what kind of guarantee the Devil’s Den requires?" Laila laughed.
"Please enlighten me, madam."
"The Devil’s Den guarantee is actually derived from your Huaxia. Don’t you have a saying, ’Three Cuts and Six Holes’?" The corners of Laila’s mouth curled into a sinister smile.
Wang Dadong narrowed his eyes, "I agree."
"I haven’t finished yet." Laila squinted and said, "Our rules differ from ’Three Cuts and Six Holes.’ It’s ’Three Pipes, Six Holes.’
Laila gestured to the people behind her, and soon someone brought over three steel pipes, each as thick as a baby’s arm.
The steel pipes were over two meters long, and their tips were sharpened to a point, very sharp.
"Dadong, don’t, you’ll die." Beyoncé’s face turned pale.
Wang Dadong took two steps forward and said calmly, "Go ahead."
"You’ve got guts!" Laila signaled to her men with her eyes.
Immediately, two strong men, each at least 1.9 meters tall, came over and held Wang Dadong’s shoulders, one on each side.
Then, another strong man, taller and more robust than the ones holding Wang Dadong, came forward with a steel pipe, standing over two meters away from him.
The man raised the steel pipe, preparing to throw it at Wang Dadong.
"Don’t harm his life," Laila chuckled softly.
Whizz!
The strong man threw the steel pipe, instantly producing a powerful sound as it broke through the air, as if slicing through the atmosphere.
Thud!
The steel pipe pierced Wang Dadong’s abdomen.
Wang Dadong groaned, his eyebrows furrowed.
The feeling of a steel pipe piercing his abdomen was definitely unpleasant.
And because the steel pipe was thick, it easily injured internal organs.
The strong man picked up another steel pipe and did the same, stabbing it into Wang Dadong’s abdomen.
Then came the third one.
In the blink of an eye, three steel pipes were pierced into Wang Dadong’s abdomen, and blood flowed down the pipes.
Upstairs, Saint Roland saw this scene clearly. She really wanted to go down and let Laila take her away.
But before Wang Dadong left, he had given her an order.
An order given to her as a Seventh Level Assassin.
Tears blurred her eyes.
Even if Wang Dadong could withstand this torture with his abilities, the pain must be excruciating.
Wang Dadong is a Seventh Level Assassin, and she is just a Low-Level Level Three Assassin.
Usually, in the Dark Night Eternal Sorrow, it was the Low-Level Assassins who sacrificed themselves to protect the Advanced Level Assassins, but Wang Dadong, as a Seventh Level Assassin, was protecting her, a Level Three Assassin...
"Lady Laila, now, are you satisfied?" Wang Dadong felt as if his abdomen was being twisted with a knife.
Laila stood up from the sofa, slowly walked to Wang Dadong, and said with a mocking tone, "I said three pipes and six holes; this is only three pipes, not six holes yet..."
