My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Kid, I admit you've got guts! But it doesn't change a thing, you're no match for this Eastern Warrior!"

Hong Yilong had seen the combat power of a Middle Ninja. The two bodyguards brought by Yan Mingyu were completely powerless in front of him.

Qin Yu might be a bit more formidable, but clearly, he had been injured, right?

"You're kissing this little foreign devil's feet so much, is he your dear daddy?"

Qin Yu retorted indifferently.

"You... Mr. Middle Ninja, kill him for me, and I'll give you ten million!"

Hong Yilong's face turned from green to white with rage, his mentality nearly breaking down from Qin Yu's provocation.

"Said and done!"

The Middle Ninja nodded, licking the shining katana with a cruel smile on his face, "Let me chop you into mincemeat, one slice at a time!"

"Mr. Yan, go and rest a while over there!"

Qin Yu supported Yan Mingyu, walking toward a sofa to the side.

"Be careful yourself!"

Yan Mingyu bit her lip, gazing at Qin Yu's resolute face, the heat she had been suppressing seemed to reignite.

This was a man who could stir her desires!

Yan Mingyu thought to herself.

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As this thought crossed her mind, Yan Mingyu's already blushing face seemed as if it was about to bleed.

"Hmm, I'm here, it's fine!"

Qin Yu gently patted Yan Mingyu's arm, then with a flick of his toes, snatched the whip that Hong Yilong had discarded on the ground.

What else could he do?

Should he, like an idiot, fight the foreign devil holding a katana with his bare hands?

"Snap..."

"Not bad, quite sturdy!"

Qin Yu swung the whip, truly befitting a rich heir's toy, made of top-quality materials – which now served to his advantage, having found a suitable weapon for himself.

"Dad, Madam Liu, let's go. Let's watch the excitement from the side!"

Hong Yilong gave Qin Yu a venomous look before joining his father, Liu Nanyan, heading for another sofa, leaving the space for the Middle Ninja and Qin Yu.

The top floor had been modified; there were just two rooms, each spanning several hundred square meters, which were akin to a soccer field.

It was very suitable for high-level fighters like the Middle Ninja and Qin Yu to battle.

"Baka, take this!"

The Middle Ninja stepped forward, both hands gripping the katana tightly, and launched a simple and direct slash.

"Swoosh..."

A flash of cold light, and it was right in front of Qin Yu.

However, he probably seldom sparred with ancient martial arts experts from Hua Country and didn't know the immense power a flexible whip could have in the hands of such experts.

"Snap..."

Qin Yu flicked his wrist, and the whip coiled toward the Middle Ninja's neck like a serpent.

In comparison to the katana, the whip was definitely much longer, exploiting the advantage of reach to the fullest.

"Hm?"

The Middle Ninja was momentarily taken aback and had to withdraw his blade for defense, meeting the whip that had reached above his head.

Of course, his reaction was within Qin Yu's expectations.

With another flick of the wrist, the whip spun in the air and wrapped around the Middle Ninja's leg – the injured one.

"Despicable!"

The Middle Ninja was furious. It had been hard enough for that leg to walk properly, and if it was struck by the whip, wouldn't it break again?

"You and so many others, ganging up to bully a woman, isn't that despicable?"

Qin Yu said coldly.

"Swoosh..."

The Middle Ninja cursed but didn't slow his actions; his katana slashed diagonally to cut the whip that was coiling around him.

But he was still a step too slow.

"Snap..."

"Ah!"

Qin Yu's whip struck heavily on the Middle Ninja's injured leg, causing him so much pain that his eyes nearly popped out.

The whip, ranking ninth among the eighteen types of classical weapons, was not to be underestimated.

"Dammit, today, you must die, die!"

The Middle Ninja jumped up in pain on the spot, his small eyes bursting with a vicious glow.

However, direct confrontation was not his strength, what ninjas truly excelled at were stealth and assassination.

"Bang...."

The Middle Ninja gritted his teeth and pulled out a white spherical object from his chest, smashing it forcefully onto the ground.

In an instant, a cloud of smoke rapidly spread, almost enveloping the entire room, as though it were the dense fog of deep winter, with visibility not exceeding one meter.

"Haha, Mr. Middle Ninja has unleashed his big move!"

Hong Yilong must also know what ninjas are good at, that is, to conceal themselves, hide in the dark, and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

"....."

Seeing the entire space shrouded in fog, turning Qin Yu practically blind, Yan Mingyu couldn't help but bite her lip, her heart lifted to her throat.

"Mr. Middle Ninja, quick, finish him off!"

In the empty hall, only Hong Yilong's sinister voice echoed.

Qin Yu didn't speak; he simply turned his body to one side, his ears occasionally twitching slightly.

Wind Listening Position!

An essential skill for martial artists, which of course Qin Yu also knew.

Half a minute...

One minute...

The Middle Ninja seemed to vanish from the room, making no sound whatsoever.

Like a top-tier hunter lurking in the dark, waiting for the prey to lose patience and reveal a flaw before striking with a deadly blow.

Whoosh...

After a full ten minutes, the sound of something cutting through the air came from above Qin Yu's head.

No one would have expected the Middle Ninja to be hidden on the ceiling above Qin Yu's head for such a long time.

The Eastern Warrior ninjas are indeed somewhat formidable!

Qin Yu only felt a surge of murderous intent pouring into his body, indicating that this move of the little Japanese devil was likely his strongest strike, as if his body had fused with the katana, reaching the realm of unity between man and sword.

How to counter it?

Qin Yu's brain raced, and his body instinctively slid out diagonally.

However, the Middle Ninja descending from above followed with a diagonal slash.

At such a close distance, the advantages of a whip could not be brought into play.

Qin Yu gritted his teeth and quickly wrapped the whip around his fist, swinging it toward the Middle Ninja's katana.

Clang...

Crack...

Although the Middle Ninja's katana was deflected, the whip wrapped around Qin Yu's fist was also broken into segments.

Losing the weapon was like a tiger losing its teeth, and his fighting power plummeted.

"Swish, swish...."

The Middle Ninja pressed the attack, repeatedly slashing out gleams of cold light.

Each strike was a critical hit, each strike deadly!

Qin Yu, for a moment, was somewhat in a sorry state, with the Middle Ninja taking the initiative.

"Mr. Middle Ninja, come on!"

Although Hong Yilong couldn't see the fighting scene, he could hear the whoosh of the Middle Ninja's slashes and the disordered footsteps of Qin Yu, and couldn't help but stand up excitedly to cheer the other on.

"Huh?"

The next second, Qin Yu's footsteps disappeared.

"Damn it...."

By the time he reappeared, he was already in front of Hong Yilong, startling him into a shiver and eliciting a string of elegant curses from his mouth.

Whoosh....

The Middle Ninja, like a maggot attached to bones, once again swung his sword towards Qin Yu.

"Mr. Middle Ninja, it's me...."

But, Qin Yu had already grabbed Hong Yilong by the shoulder, using him as a shield in front of himself.

By this time, the fog had already dissipated quite a bit, and the Middle Ninja, who was originally dressed in black vest as a waiter, had at some point changed into a ninja outfit with his face covered and a white hat, a full ninja garb.

No wonder he was able to hide for so long, he had been blending in with the help of his outfit and the fog.

"Get out of the way!"

The Middle Ninja shouted lowly, his blade aiming directly for Qin Yu's throat, which was a notch higher than Hong Yilong's.