Beauty Chairwoman's Bodyguard Expert

Upon hearing Raphael’s words, Thunder Woman Garcia’s expression clearly changed a bit, and she said with a somewhat unfriendly tone, "Raphael, what do you mean by that? Don’t forget, quite a few people from your Church have died at the hands of Lu Tianxing, even your Holy Son of the Church died by his hand. Can you swallow this?"

Thunder Woman Garcia is a voluptuous and provocative woman. Even in late autumn, with the sudden drop in temperature, her outfit remains the hot and sizzling summer attire, showcasing her explosive figure to the fullest, especially with her striking silver-white hair, which makes her even more eye-catching.

However, although Thunder Woman Garcia is top-notch in both figure and appearance, neither Raphael nor Vishnu, who had been silent all along, dared let their gaze fall on her. It’s not that they don’t like women, but the woman before them is too dangerous and terrifying. As a member of an extremely special secret organization within the American Superman Team, Garcia has never shown a kind side. Falling into her hands would definitely make you wish you were dead.

There was once a fearless rich heir who tried to flirt with Garcia, but his fate was tragically terrible. Garcia, this Thunder Power User, directly electrocuted his entire body into charcoal, and she made him watch his own body slowly turn to charcoal. This kind of torture, worse than death, is comparable to the Eighteenth Layer Hell, and such incidents aren’t just one or two. Even looking at her a little too long could result in various lightning attacks, leaving you dead or disabled.

It was precisely because of this incident that everyone understood what kind of heart was hidden beneath Garcia’s hot and provocative facade.

"Garcia, do you think if we strike now, we can kill Lu Tianxing? Or have you forgotten where we are? If we act now, do you think we have a chance to leave Beijing alive?"

At this moment, Vishnu, who hadn’t spoken until now, also spoke up, "Killing Lu Tianxing is indeed simple, but this is Beijing, the territory of the Yanhuang Group. Do you think that after killing Lu Tianxing, Ji Xingyun will let us leave Beijing easily?"

Vishnu, one of the three main deities of the Indian Brahman, looks no different from other Indians. Coupled with his typical Brahman attire, he can be recognized immediately at first glance.

"Vishnu, are you scared?"

Garcia looked at Vishnu with a face full of mockery, with a trace of undisguised ridicule in her tone.

"I just don’t want to make a pointless sacrifice."

Vishnu spoke with a calm demeanor, "If you want to court death, go ahead, I don’t mind collecting your corpse afterward."

"Vishnu, you’re courting death."

After hearing Vishnu’s words, a sudden intense killing intent erupted from Garcia, directly locking onto Vishnu. The tidal wave of killing intent surged forth, instantly plunging the temperature of the entire study to the extreme.

Simultaneously, Garcia’s hair began to move without wind, with purple lightning weaving through her fluttering strands, exuding an overwhelming and suffocating presence.

"Courting death?"

Vishnu sat there unmoved, sneering coldly, "Garcia, others might fear you, but I, Vishnu, do not. Try making a move on me; I don’t mind letting the people of China see an American Superman Team secret organization member in the nude."

As soon as the words fell, a strong aura erupted from Vishnu’s body as well, refusing to be outdone. The two auras clashed in the air, generating gales that swept through the study, overturning tables and scattering the ground in the process.

"That’s enough."

Just as the confrontation between the two was about to erupt, an indifferent voice suddenly rang out from thin air.

With the sound, an even stronger aura instantly filled the study, directly suppressing the aura of both Vishnu and Garcia.

"What!"

"Raphael, your strength has increased again."

Feeling their auras being suppressed, an uncontrollable flash of shock appeared on the faces of both Garcia and Vishnu. They were both Late Stage of Mythical experts, and although they hadn’t just unleashed their full auras, someone at the same level as Raphael shouldn’t have been able to easily dispel their aura.

However, the moment Raphael’s aura burst forth, they felt as though a mountain had appeared on their shoulders, directly shattering their aura, without even leaving a chance to react.

For Raphael to be able to do this, there was only one explanation: Raphael’s strength was superior to theirs, and if the two of them joined forces, they might still end up dead at Raphael’s hands.

"Just a lucky breakthrough, nothing much."

Seeing the unconcealed shock on the faces of Garcia and Vishnu, a faint smile appeared on Raphael’s face, yet his tone was quite calm, "Please, both of you, remain calm. We did come to Beijing this time intending to kill Lu Tianxing and wash away our shame with his blood. But there’s one thing I hope you’ll remember: this is China, this is Beijing, as the saying goes, this is the foot of the Son of Heaven. Lu Tianxing, having made many enemies in Beijing, will not be allowed to leave Beijing alive by either the Tang Family or the Yang Family from China. So, we need only to sit back and watch the show; there’s no need to act personally."

"Watch the show?"

Vishnu looked at Raphael and said in a deep voice, "You mean we sit and watch them fight to the death, and then take Lu Tianxing by surprise afterward?"

"Exactly, that’s the principle."

Raphael nodded slightly, speaking matter-of-factly, "I just mentioned, this is China, and Lu Tianxing came to Beijing alone. Do you think his backing hasn’t arranged for experts to secretly protect him? Do you think they would let the Yang Family and Tang Family kill him so easily? If we act now and provoke hidden experts lurking behind the scenes, perhaps they won’t be able to do anything about us, but just a little delay in time—until Ji Xingyun arrives—how many swords do you think the three of us can fend off from Ji Xingyun?"

Hearing Raphael’s words, Garcia and Vishnu’s looks uncontrollably changed. Although they were Late Stage of Mythical experts, against someone like Ji Xingyun, who is at the Peak of Late-stage Mythical level, they were utterly powerless. Ji Xingyun wanted to kill them as easily as pie, and it wouldn’t even take more than one sword, a single strike suffices.