Chapter 1: [Consort Attack 001] Special Agent Mission

The sea-blue sky stretched endlessly, and the warm golden sunlight poured directly onto the sea, reflecting shimmering patches of gold. Layers of foamy white waves surged frantically toward the shore, shattering against the coast before gradually receding into the azure depths with a rushing sound.

A warm breeze blew in, carrying a faint salty tang. On the abandoned old pier, dark red hair whipped back and forth against her shoulders. Nan Moyi gripped the missile in her hand, her eyes beneath her sunglasses brimming with amusement. The dark red skin-tight leather suit outlined her exquisite, curvaceous figure to perfection; her legs were straight and slender, exposed to the air. Her height of 1.73 meters was exceptionally striking, her supermodel-like physique enough to make one's blood boil.

"Area cleared. The prey is expected to arrive in ten minutes," a cold voice came through the wireless earpiece. Nan Moyi lowered her gaze, hearing only a *click* as the line cut off.

"I say, do you have to be so explosive?" Ying Huo'er nagged while putting on her diving cap, wrapping up her fiery red hair. Although her figure wasn't as explosive as Nan Moyi's, she was still quite curvaceous.

After putting on her diving goggles, Ying Huo'er turned sideways and said flirtatiously, "Little enchantress, tsk tsk."

Ignoring Nan Moyi's murderous glare, Ying Huo'er turned around, waved a hand behind her, and leaped. Her black silhouette plunged into the deep blue ocean like a fish.

"Huo'er, Huo'er, this is Moyi: Sam-16 man-portable missile, ready." The transmission in the wireless earpiece was exceptionally clear.

"Wifey, wifey, this is Huo'er: Black Box destruction complete, currently extracting."

Nan Moyi prepared the missile in front of her. After counting down for several dozen seconds, a violent burst of flame erupted from the muzzle. The sea breeze grew even more intense, her dark red hair flying wildly, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of Nan Moyi's mouth. In an instant, a violent explosion erupted from the distant merchant ship. Flames soared into the sky amidst a cacophony of noise; the white hull rocked incessantly on the sea before finally sinking into the vast depths of the ocean.

"Mission accomplished. Packing up and going home!" Nan Moyi lowered the missile, pulled the sunglasses from her chest, and parted her red lips.

The sudden sound of a gun being cocked behind her caused Nan Moyi's body to stiffen. She turned her head in an instant, only to see hundreds of men in black holding missiles a hundred meters away, watching them like tigers eyeing their prey. The middle-aged man walking ahead of the crowd was smiling ferociously.

"Hmph, Nan Moyi, did you really think I was on that ship?" The middle-aged man stood in the distance, his voice clear and incredibly venomous.

Nan Moyi did not speak; her gaze beneath the sunglasses swept coldly around the surroundings.

*Tsk, tsk, tsk. So many top-tier assassins and man-portable missiles. They really gave me plenty of face.*

"Huo'er, stay on the seabed. Don't come up."

"I'm already back..." Ying Huo'er's cold voice came through the earpiece. Nan Moyi turned her head to see a black figure floating at the edge of the pier, holding a golden box of unknown origin, watching the commotion through her diving goggles.

"Get down! I'll hold them off!" Even the usually calm Nan Moyi became somewhat urgent.

The missiles in these people's hands were the same as the one she had just fired—one shot could destroy a merchant ship. If those projectiles hit a person...

"Hmph, escape? None of you will escape." Several men in black holding missiles quickly gathered around the middle-aged man. "If you want to blame someone, blame your tragic fates. Your boss lied to you." With a wave of the man's hand, many missiles were prepared for launch.

Nan Moyi abruptly threw down her missile and rushed to the edge of the pier with a speed unimaginable to ordinary people. She grabbed Ying Huo'er's hand and leaped into the ocean.

"BOOM!!!!" The missile struck the water, sending up a massive spray. The calm sea surface was torn apart; dark red and fiery red hair intertwined, and blood began to spill wildly from within their bodies.

Using her last shred of strength, Nan Moyi opened her eyes. Ying Huo'er was already floating silently on the water's surface, her amber eyes never to open again. The golden box that had detached from Ying Huo'er suddenly popped open, and a blinding light enveloped the two of them almost instantly.

*Wifey, if there is a next life, we must surely be sisters again!*

*Huo'er, if there is a next life, I will surely kill every pig and dog!*