The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 840 - 742: Nangong Hao’s Illegitimate Daughter

"Your women are in my hands. You have ten minutes. If you don't come, I'll kill them and make you suffer for a lifetime!!!"

On the other end of the phone, Guo Ting's roar erupted.

Yang Tian put down the phone, his eyes full of cold smiles.

Just a mere Guo Ting, how dare she be so arrogant?

The Nangong Family is already gone, what storm can she withstand?

What puzzled him was that Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Wu Zetian were all cultivators. Even if Guo Ting used poison, they would have ways to detect it. How could they possibly fall into Guo Ting's hands?

It seems, there's something strange!

Yang Tian smiled coldly, his figure flashed, and he darted forward.

In less than five minutes, Yang Tian arrived at the bustling Wangfujing Avenue. He landed on the rooftop of the Hilton Hotel and swiftly made his way to suite 518.

Very quickly, he arrived at suite 518.

The door was ajar, and even before getting close, a strong scent of blood wafted out from inside.

Yang Tian used his divine sense to probe, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Inside the suite, Yang Tian clearly felt a female corpse, face down on the floor. Yang Tian couldn't see clearly who the deceased was, but for that instant, a murderous intent arose in him: "Guo Ting, you're dead!"

Yang Tian channeled his Spiritual Breath, shattered the door, his figure flashed inside, arrived at the hall, and his brows furrowed.

There he saw Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Wu Zetian sitting on the sofa, looking at Yang Tian with tense expressions.

And in front of them was Guo Bing.

"Brother Yang, it's dangerous here, escape immediately…"

Ling Ying spoke nervously.

Yang Tian used his divine sense to probe the insides of Wu Yue and the other two women. Discovering they were unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze then landed on Guo Bing's fierce face, and he said in a deep voice, "Guo Ting, you're not strong enough to oppose us, call out the person behind you."

"You think I have someone else?"

Guo Ting replied coldly.

A cold smile flashed in Yang Tian's eyes: "Guo Ting, with a useless dog like you, can you really restrain my women?"

"Yang Tian, we were puzzled as well. Half an hour ago, we drank some red wine. There was no problem with the wine; if there were, we would have noticed." Wu Zetian's eyes were full of perplexity: "But as we drank, we lost consciousness, and when we awoke, we couldn't move."

Upon hearing Wu Zetian's words, a hint of killing intent flickered in Yang Tian's eyes.

If it were anyone else, Wu Zetian and the two women might have suffered an unfortunate fate long ago.

He felt some self-reproach in his heart, vowing not to casually leave Wu Zetian and them alone in the future. Simultaneously, his killing intent grew stronger: "Guo Ting, call out the person behind you, I'll give you a swift end!"

"I already said, I have no other person, it's just me here!"

Guo Ting mocked.

"Oh? Then what did you call me here for, what do you want?"

Yang Tian suddenly asked with interest.

"Very simple, give me three billion, and I'll release your women."

Guo Ting spoke coldly.

"That simple? Do you have the ability to ask for just three billion?"

Yang Tian laughed.

Suddenly, his figure flashed, already darting towards Guo Ting, channeling his Spiritual Breath, concentrating it on his palm, and delivering a heavy strike.

Bang!

A roar erupted.

Yang Tian's speed was too fast, leaving Guo Ting unable to dodge.

Surprisingly, Guo Ting was knocked backward by Yang Tian's strike, a bloody hole appeared in her chest, with blood constantly flowing out, yet she didn't die. Instead, she jumped up from the ground, landing on all fours, crouching like a toad.

Yang Tian smiled coldly: "Guo Ting, you're also a cultivator, aren't you?"

"Hehehe…"

Guo Ting let out a series of sinister laughs, her voice filled with ferocity and mockery.

From her body, bursts of strong Spiritual Breath exuded.

Feeling this torrent of Spiritual Breath, Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying were all extremely shocked. From the first time they saw Guo Ting, they thought she was just an ordinary human.

Little did they expect, she appeared as a frail woman on the surface, but in reality, she was a cultivator capable of concealing her Spiritual Breath?

At this moment, Yang Tian, using his divine sense to explore Guo Ting's body, spoke deeply: "You are not a cultivator!"

"Not a cultivator?"

Wu Zetian's eyes flashed with doubt.

"The breath emanating from her is not that of a cultivator."

Yang Tian stated solemnly.

The Spiritual Breath emanating from Guo Ting felt somewhat familiar. After pondering for a while, a hideous face popped into his mind, his eyes flickered with killing intent. Suddenly he looked at the nearby female corpse and said, "Guo Ting, was it also you who killed this innocent waitress?"

Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying looked towards the female corpse on the floor beside them.

The deceased was a female, dressed in a waitress uniform.

Guo Ting spoke coldly: "I want to kill someone, can you stop me?"

"Of course, you can kill, but what puzzles me is, did you come here just for three billion?"

Yang Tian laughed coldly.

"Yes, you killed my father, I lost my source of income, of course, I'm going to demand money from you!"

Guo Ting replied icily.

"You don't want revenge? After all, I was the one who had Sir Chen and Dongfang Xiong kill Nangong Hao."

Yang Tian asked with interest.

"Revenge?" Guo Ting sneered: "Yang Tian, you've angered the Corpse Demon and even got entangled with the Future Era organization of Milan Country. Do you think you can really live long? Olanma, you know her, right?"

"Oh? You've met Olanma?"

Yang Tian grew more interested.

"Half a month ago, Olanma was crushed by the Corpse Demon, but did you think she actually died?"

Guo Ting suddenly mocked.

"Oh?"

Yang Tian laughed: "So you're saying, Olanma didn't die, the Corpse Demon King didn't kill her? Instead, keeping her alive as a pawn against me?"

"Yang Tian, you're quite smart! Half a month ago, Olanma didn't die, the Corpse Demon King spared her so she could continue researching radium-like material and Corpse Demon Potion, then used it against you!"

Guo Ting spoke with a cold expression.

"Very well, thank you for telling me all this. I'm just curious, how did you know about it? Could it be, a half month ago, you were at the scene too?"

Yang Tian asked with a smile.

"This…" In Guo Ting's eyes, a flicker of fierceness gleamed. Her body leaped, suddenly crouching on the wall like a wild cat, speaking coldly: "Yang Tian, I give you ten minutes, prepare thirty billion immediately, or else I will kill your women!"

"Thirty billion is too little, how about fifty billion?" Yang Tian sneered and suddenly said: "You can't make the decision, call for your master."

Having said this, Yang Tian looked towards the female corpse on the floor: "Huang Qian, get up, pretending to be dead for so long, aren't you tired? I know it's you, Demon Cat…"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zetian and the other two were shocked: "Demon Cat Huang Qian?"

And on the wall, surprise flashed in Guo Ting's eyes: "Yang Tian, how did you know…"