Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ruan Zeyan was locked in an intense fight with the last two assassins, his suit already taken off and thrown onto the ground not too far away. His white T-shirt had been ripped at the collar during the fight, his fringe was sticking to his forehead, stuck by the tiny drops of sweat. Ruan Zeyan's eyes were sharp and focused, his actions fast and clean. Even if he was at a disadvantage since his opponents had more people, he was certainly not on the losing end.

One of the assassins held a dagger as he rushed towards Ruan Zeyan, who was being restrained by another person. He couldn't get away in time, and the dagger had drawn a deep cut in Ruan Zeyan's abdomen, the red bleeding into his white T-shirt quickly after. Murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and he whacked the dagger out of the other's hand with a backhand slap, followed by a crack — he had broken both of his limbs in the blink of an eye. His long legs kicked at the other's abdomen, and he was falling to the ground in a second, not to stand again for a considerable amount of time.

Ruan Zeyan turned to deal with the last assassin. Ling Tianya only realized then that Ruan Zeyan's back had been covered by red, the two gun wounds were clearly oozing blood.

Due to his massive loss of blood, Ruan Zeyan's face started to drain of color, and after dealing with three assassins, his stamina was starting to run low too. He was teetering on his feet.

The assassin could see that Ruan Zeyan was barely holding on, smirking as he picked up the dagger than Ruan Zeyan had disarmed him of earlier.

Ruan Zeyan carefully faced the assassin that held the dagger, not a hint of fear nor trepidation in his eyes, just like an injured lion, murderous and blood-thirsty.

The assassins had come with a kill order. They were told not to let Ruan Zeyan out of A City alive. The few of them had carried weapons, thinking that it would be a piece of cake to deal with Ruan Zeyan, but Ruan Zeyan was so strong, so wildly out of their expectations. Not only was he agile enough to dodge their sweep of bullets but had also taken down three men.

Things seemed to be shifting in the assassin's favor, since Ruan Zeyan was injured, especially from the new injury on his stomach. Each movement was heart-piercingly painful. If his actions were too big, it would aggravate the wound, and the blood loss would speed up.

The other held a dagger, quickly stabbing it in Ruan Zeyan's direction. Ruan Zeyan dodged it by the width of a hair, and the other quickly turned around. Ruan Zeyan couldn't dodge in time again, instead choosing to grab onto the assassin's hand.

The gun wounds in his back and the laceration in his abdomen were acting up and Ruan Zeyan started to lose his strength, he could only watch as the dagger started to get closer, and closer to him.

Suddenly, the assassin's face stalled, and he fell to the floor with a dull thump.

Ruan Zeyan frowned. He was confused for a moment before seeing Ling Tianya standing behind the assassin. Her face was deathly pale, a huge rock still in her hands, splattered by the assassin's blood.

Ling Tianya fell to the floor, throwing the bloody rock to one side. She had always thought of herself as a heartless woman, but she had never thought that she would one day assault someone with a rock. That man's blood had somehow ended up on her hands and face. The smell of blood and violence was an unpleasantly pungent one.

Shock pulsed through Ruan Zeyan, and he pulled Ling Tianya to his side, carefully checking her from top to bottom, making sure that she wasn't injured in any way. He berated her, "Didn't I ask you to hide and wait for Du Gang?! Why did you not listen?!"

Ling Tianya still had not recovered from the ordeal. It was completely by instinct when she had picked up the stone and bashed it over the assassin's head, but seeing the man lying there in his own pool of blood, she could smell nothing but the acrid smell of blood on her. She focused back on herself, quietly asking, "Is he dead?"

Ruan Zeyan reached out to check for his breath. "No."

Hearing that he was still alive, Ling Tianya's wound up nerves finally let go. Right then, footsteps came rushing behind them. Ling Tianya felt absolutely despaired. Could it be that they still had more men? Ruan Zeyan was already badly injured.

In the midst of her desperation, suddenly there was a scream. "Miss Ling!"

Then a shout. "Boss!"

It was euphoric to turn over and see the panicked Zhang Ke and Du Gang.