Chapter 222: Chapter 219: The Assassin StrikesThe surface is that of a good person, but behind the scenes, she’s venomous and ruthless—this describes someone like Li Qianru.

    Who would have thought that the dignified leader of a charity, a public figure, is actually the head of a sinister child trafficking operation? If this news were to spread, who would believe it?

    Li Qianru let out a cold, sharp laugh, her eyes shooting intense murderous intent, "Wait here. I’ll be back soon. It won’t take long to solve the problem and leave unnoticed. Who would suspect I’ve visited Chu Mengyao? Who would know it was me who sent the assassin?"

    She was full of confidence. Indeed, she had reason to be proud. She was the person in charge of Blood Rose in Huaxia, specializing in capturing fresh blood for the organization. Even her trusted subordinate Han Bihong and others didn’t know her identity, showing how deeply she was hidden.

    At this moment, she came with the mission to eliminate Ye Fan, who had caused significant damage to Blood Rose. Sear?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    As for other annoying existences like Chu Mengyao, they could be killed offhandedly.

    She was the top tier member of Blood Rose, several levels stronger than people like Han Bihong, so she wasn’t worried about failing to kill Ye Fan.

    "Do you want me to go with you, so there’s an extra helping hand?" k1 eagerly suggested.

    "No need, I don’t consider such trivial matters worth my attention," Li Qianru dismissed casually.

    Li Qianru got out of the car and walked toward the villa on her own.

    The car was parked on the road outside of the villa, not within the grounds. k1 strictly followed Red Skull’s orders, and Li Qianru had no worries. With Red Skull involved, there’s no way Ye Fan, this minor figure, wouldn’t be dealt with.

    Li Qianru passed by where Xu Hu lived, and then walked past the small building where Han Bihong’s ten followers stayed. At this moment, Chu Biyao was with Han Bihong and her ten followers, but Li Qianru didn’t know Han Bihong’s group was inside the building. Otherwise, she would have reconsidered her action plan and wouldn’t have come alone; though she paid little attention to Han Bihong’s group, their presence here was worth pondering.

    It was fortunate that Han Bihong’s group hadn’t caught Li Qianru’s attention; even if they saw her, they wouldn’t recognize her.

    Thankfully, Han Bihong and others didn’t expose themselves in front of Li Qianru; otherwise, she would have continued to stay hidden, not daring to act recklessly. Li Qianru was confident in resolving any issues, but if too many targets were involved and someone escaped, she would be powerless.

    Fortunately, k1 sat relaxed in the car; had k1 followed her, exposure would have been likely.

    Han Bihong and her group were in charge of the villa’s security, but weren’t too concerned. After all, no one would attempt an assassination in broad daylight, let alone try anything at the villa—the chances are simply nonexistent, given the difficulty in getting inside and doing anything else.

    Li Qianru pressed the doorbell, and Chu Mengyao answered.

    "President Chu, sorry to bother you," Li Qianru said politely, smiling.

    "Miss Li, please don’t stand on ceremony. Come in, please," Chu Mengyao replied.

    The two exchanged pleasantries and entered the living room. Li Qianru nonchalantly said, "This must be Mr. Ye. The socialites in our circle view Mr. Ye as President Chu’s guardian, praising both of you highly."

    Chu Mengyao acted as if she didn’t hear these words, without any unusual expression. She didn’t want idle gossip about her and Ye Fan to reach her ears, especially from someone she wasn’t close to like Li Qianru. Although Li Qianru inadvertently joked about her and Ye Fan, internally she felt a little displeased but didn’t show it.

    "Is there anyone else in the villa?" Li Qianru asked curiously, scanning Chu Mengyao and Ye Fan.

    "No, it’s just the two of us now; there are few people here," Chu Mengyao replied.

    Li Qianru continued probing, "What about your celebrity sister? The national goddess—I’ve heard a lot about her. If I don’t meet her today, I’ll regret it for life."

    Before acting, naturally, she needed to gather information. She didn’t want anyone calling the police during the act.

    Everything needed to be done silently, without any mistakes.

    She had already investigated Chu Mengyao’s villa, including how many people lived there. At this moment, only Chu Biyao was missing; if she were inside, her first priority would be to control all targets, with no room for errors.

    "My sister is out with some friends," Chu Mengyao said.

    Regarding the ’outside’ Chu Mengyao mentioned, Li Qianru interpreted it as Chu Biyao meeting friends.

    Li Qianru couldn’t imagine that Chu Mengyao meant just outside the villa at the small building.

    "This is better; with Chu Biyao not here, there’s one less person to kill," Li Qianru quickly thought to herself.

    "Miss Li, have a seat," Chu Mengyao invited.

    "Alright, thank you," Li Qianru replied genuinely, smiling.

    "You two chat; I’m going out for a while," Ye Fan said, standing up to leave.

    Li Qianru had planned to approach Ye Fan discreetly, then suddenly launch a sneak attack to kill him. Now, seeing Ye Fan about to leave before she could get close, how could she let him go?

    Li Qianru moved swiftly. To be safe, she grabbed Chu Mengyao, tightly holding Chu Mengyao’s throat with one hand, while a small, silenced gun appeared in her other hand, pointed directly at Ye Fan.

    "What are you doing?" Chu Mengyao’s face turned red with confusion.

    She was stunned, unable to understand the situation.

    Li Qianru’s sudden action left Ye Fan perplexed. He quickly came to his senses, but it was too late; Chu Mengyao was already a hostage under Li Qianru’s control.

    Honestly, Ye Fan hadn’t suspected Li Qianru much, as there was no reason to suspect her.

    Li Qianru was supposed to discuss charity matters with Mengyao, and he certainly hadn’t expected Li Qianru, a public figure, to have such a different identity.

    "Who are you?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

    "Who am I? Ha, originally, I didn’t intend to answer that, but for Chu Mengyao to die more at peace, I might as well tell you," Li Qianru said word for word, her demeanor cold, her entire being exuding a sharp aura, speaking as if from an icy darkness: "I am Red Skull. You must be surprised, right? Haha, but no matter, you are all about to become dead."

    "Red Skull," Ye Fan immediately understood that the adversary was well-prepared.

    At the same time, an unprecedented seriousness settled in Ye Fan’s heart, realizing that Red Skull was a formidable enemy. Wanting to rescue Chu Mengyao from Red Skull, even if he moved quickly, forceful rescue wouldn’t work.

    "What should I do?" A hint of worry flashed deep in Ye Fan’s eyes.