The dozens of bullets, densely packed, shooting from all directions.
The woman, with no way to dodge.
Perhaps the woman knew she couldn't escape.
She didn't intend to dodge.
Casually, she tossed the wealthy merchant from Sang Country to the ground.
Her long eyelashes lifted slightly, her obsidian pupils reflecting countless bullets, yet her face remained utterly expressionless.
Ming Chu Yan sneered.
This woman, how laughable!
How many bullets could she possibly withstand while carrying the wealthy merchant from Sang Country?
By discarding her "armor" like this.
Wasn't she courting death?
This woman would be riddled with bullets any moment now!
And would never be able to act so arrogantly in front of him again!
However…
Just as the bullets flew, about to pierce the woman.
Everyone's gaze instantly shifted from fierceness to astonishment.
Even Ming Chu Yan and the wealthy merchant from Xia Country looked extremely grim.
The dense hail of bullets, mere inches from Ming Zheng.
As if blocked by an invisible barrier.
They froze in mid-air.
Everyone could clearly see the shape of the dozens of bullets suspended in the air.
"Time… did time stop?"
Someone exclaimed in shock.
But they quickly denied it: "No! Impossible! If time stopped, how could I still be moving?"
That's right!
Everyone could still move.
They all exchanged bewildered glances, seeing the same shocked expression on each other's faces.
And the woman in the black, form-fitting outfit, with her enchanting figure and unparalleled beauty, stood casually in place, her eyebrows slightly raised, exuding a lazy and leisurely demeanor.
She was moving too!
But only.
The dozens of bullets surrounding her were frozen!
"Hmm… is that all?"
Ming Zheng, slightly disappointed, sighed softly: "Truly disappointing."
Her voice, enchanting and captivating.
But to the bodyguards, Ming Chu Yan, and the wealthy merchant from Xia Country,
It sounded like a death knell.
They all swallowed in unison.
Fear and shock left them almost incapable of thought.
Ming Zheng tilted her head, her fair fingers casually raising, her eyes lazy and calm: "Then, it's my turn to counterattack."
She curved her fiery red lips.
Though she appeared so calm.
The aura emanating from her was like a queen risen from hell, incredibly arrogant and unbridled.
Ming Chu Yan stared at her raised hand.
His pupils suddenly widened.
A strong premonition of disaster surged in his heart.
"Adoptive Father!"
Without the slightest hesitation.
He grabbed the wealthy merchant from Xia Country beside him, opened one of the hidden rooms, and darted inside.
The door to the hidden room wasn't closed.
Ming Chu Yan could clearly see…
The woman casually waved her hand.
The bullets frozen in mid-air, following the direction of her palm's swing.
Fiercely shot out in all directions.
This was a true "heavenly maiden scattering flowers."
"Swish swish swish—"
The sound of bullets piercing the air.
In this quiet and eerie atmosphere, it was exceptionally terrifying.
"Ahhh!"
Countless screams erupted one after another.
The bodyguards holding firearms didn't even have time to resist.
Before they were pierced through the heart by the bullets flying back.
Blood gushed out.
One by one, they slowly fell.
"Bang!"
The door of the hidden room was completely closed.
Before it closed.
Ming Chu Yan's eyes were filled with the woman's lazy, calm gaze, which seemed to pierce his very soul.
His heart tightened abruptly.
He slumped to the ground, feeling a sense of panic and helplessness.
"Who is that woman? How can even guns… guns are useless against her!" The wealthy merchant from Xia Country turned pale, leaning against the wall of the hidden room, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Ming Chu Yan's pupils contracted and dilated, his breathing growing rapid: "She… she's a cultivator… she is, she's someone whose strength surpasses that of a Xiantian expert, a true cultivator…"
Someone who could control bullets.
In this world, besides cultivators.
There was no one else!
Even those who had broken through the Xiantian realm, officially entering the path of cultivation by drawing qi into their bodies.
Could not achieve…
Stopping bullets!
Let alone, controlling them!
No wonder that woman dared to come alone to deal with those researchers!
No wonder she said so arrogantly that she could save them!
Because, she's a cultivator!
Ming Chu Yan thought of his recent actions, of his attempt to use underground forces to take her life.
He couldn't help but tremble.
He suddenly realized…
That woman could open the hidden room where the researchers' auctioned items were kept.
She could open the elevator on the ninth floor.
She could control the elevator on the ninth floor.
Then…
She could completely open this hidden room as well!
This cramped space.
Filled with valuable auctioned items.
They had practically… walked into a trap!
Ming Chu Yan was filled with unease.
But he waited and waited, yet there was no movement from the hidden room door.
The soundproofing was too good.
They couldn't hear what was happening outside.
They could only tremble and squat on the floor, awaiting rescue.
And at this moment.
Ming Zheng had already left the ninth floor.
She headed straight for the fifth floor.
As soon as she crossed the corridor on the fifth floor and reached the outer edge of the cruise ship.
A dangerous aura rippled through the air.
Outside!
Someone was ambushing her?
This was… the aura of a martial artist!
At least a thousand martial artists had surrounded the cruise ship!
Among them, there were at least nearly a hundred A-class martial artists.
Were these all arranged by the underground forces to capture her?
They had really gone to great lengths.
Ming Zheng smiled.
It was perfect timing, as she was planning to meet that Kelsen.
She would start with these people.
As Ming Zheng approached the outer edge of the cruise ship.
Numerous martial artists in ancient martial arts uniforms looked solemn, fully prepared.
Especially the A-class martial artists at the very front, who raised their hands gravely, making a "prepare to attack" gesture.
This gesture hadn't even been completed.
A blur of afterimages suddenly streaked before their eyes.
The next second.
His neck was seized by a pair of icy yet soft small hands.
A woman's face, unparalleled in its beauty, appeared before him.
A woman?
A Xia Country woman?
The A-class martial artist's pupils widened, his brow furrowed.
And just as she was about to snap his neck, Ming Zheng suddenly stopped her hand.
A Xia Country martial artist?
Not Kelsen's bodyguards from the Western countries?
She remembered that the international underground forces had a prejudice against Xia Country, and the entire underground force was basically composed of foreigners.
Apart from the wealthy merchant from Xia Country, and a very small number of investors.
There wasn't a single Xia Country person under them.
So…
These weren't people from the underground forces?
Ming Zheng released her hand and asked in Xia Country dialect: "Which faction?"
The A-class martial artist immediately retorted: "Which faction are you from, young lady?"
Ming Zheng narrowed her obsidian eyes.
She slightly lifted her eyelids.
She saw that the entire cruise ship was surrounded by countless martial artists.
Those martial artists were all from Xia Country.
And on the ground lay bodyguards in uniform bodyguard attire.
Also, the firearms confiscated from them were piled to the side.
Ming Zheng smiled slightly: "The Xia Country rescue team, to rescue seven researchers from the International Organization Research Institute."