Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Ling Qingyu's brows furrowed as her eyes peered at the immobile man. Wouldn't her simple kick really kill this strong man? She became unsure and glanced downward at her feet and gulped.

Then, wouldn't her body become a humanoid deadly weapon? She definitely restrained a quarter of her strength. If she went out full force, would her leg penetrate the man's body?

Thinking of the gore scene, Ling Qingyu's heart congested. Disgusting, she didn't want the blood of someone she condescended to stain on her clothes.

Nonetheless, Ling Qingyu felt nothing after killing someone with her own hand, not guilty at all. Although she really didn't intend to commit murder, no sense of apprehension of wrongdoing would come to her mind.

In fact, this wasn't the first time she committed murder. Before, Tang Ziyi, Xiao Yue, and the rest of her subordinates followed her orders, which meant the number of kills she did was high, despite not personally with her hands.

But there was one similar factor from those she had slaughtered. They were scum and she had no mercy or pity for the people who chose the dark sides for their advantage.

Just because life didn't do well, never meant they were given a medal to commit crimes. Such actions were the greatest insults to those who struggled to survive with clean hands in spite of the difficult storms ahead.

Even though a few might not have any choice till the last moment, the majority didn't belong to the group that deserved this understanding. In general, the fallen were never forced; they chose to.

To cleanse the filth in Ling Qingyu's opinion was an important responsibility someone had to hold and the ones she killed weren't wronged.

She had a sense of measure, merciful when necessary, ruthless when she saw threats to her family. Even then, she contemplated several times before resorting to killing. Now, she had to restrain more when Yang Qingyue always reined her from the top.

She stuck to one code. To those behind like her family members and close sisters, she would protect. For those confidantes who walked alongside, she would respect and help them. Any enemies or parties that dared to stand in her way, she would crush them to oblivion, not even sparring the ashes.

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Sometimes, if people didn't fight for it, someone else would. Just because she gave in, others might regard her as a soft persimmon. Bullies feared desperadoes and likewise, Ling Qingyu, despite never being desperate, vouched for the equivalent exchange—an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

In business or politics, seeking compromise or win-win was the ultimate path to success. Only interest lasted eternally. However, Ling Qingyu would never bother to give a chance for malicious parties. When only foes fell, would there be peace.

Well, Ling Qingyu didn't think too much but it was indeed a surprise she killed the man in one shot. But if she observed herself carefully, she might understand.

The professional long skirt that hugged her thighs and waistline had torn apart from the original slits.

The fabric couldn't withstand her explosive movement and spread the tearing, so much so that her inner thighs were revealed.

The beautiful looming white skin mixed with the black color and mystique design on her skirt raised the sexiness to another level. Ling Qingyu exhibited a wild aura contrasting her original ice field.

If many men witnessed the scene, they would lament their luck and feel that the sight was worth it to consume their lifespans.

The casual yet formal woman's suit aligned with Ling Qingyu's show of force widened Yin Jingfei's eyes.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Not mentioning Ling Qingyu lost in thought for the slightest moment, Yin Jingfei was so frightened by her Sister Ling's show of force that she forgot to cover her lips as she gasped in shock.

Mighty and strong, Yin Jingfei said inwardly. The explosiveness, reactions and speeds coming out from a CEO were the rarest sight for her.

Was Ling Qingyu a practitioner? Otherwise, directly K.Oing the bastard who planned to touch on them to the point of no resistance seemed impossible.

From Ling Qingyu's casualness and lack of surprise, Yin Jingfei reckoned the robbers appeared like small shrimps. Even if Ling Qingyu's current atmosphere brought chills and fears, though she was the only witness, Yin Jingfei's emotions became calm and relieved.

Ling Qingyu's movements weren't quiet. The people outside heard clearly. The only man who was watching over the two captives asked. "Dude, what happens? You don't have to resort to violence, right?"

No answer. The man changed his expression and pointed his weapon at the door. "This is not a good time to joke, my man. You better say something." The only robber inched toward the threshold, not daring to enter recklessly because of the eery silence.

One of the two women had dilated pupils and was in disbelief. She captured a trajectory of a heavy object flying across from the corner of her eyes, certain the shadow belonged to the man who humiliated and hurt her.

However, she tried to control her expression and gazed downward, lowering her presence while her eyes darted around for possible escape but the flame dried out as she thought, in front of guns, what could fists do?

Even though the woman inside defeated the man easily, it should be an element of surprise. Against a prepared enemy, the chances were slim. Yet, she did hope miracles happened.

Upon hearing the man's inquiry, Ling Qingyu signaled Sister Yin to the corner, a blindspot where a person couldn't observed from the threshold.

She leaned against the wall like a huntress patiently and calmly waiting for her prey. Her eyes didn't pay attention to the AK dropped on the floor. Time didn't provide an opportunity.

The man's small footsteps, breathing, and sounds emitted from his clothes during movement, became all clear. Her sense of smell and hearing had flared up. She already had a guess of where the man took his path.

A metal barrel extended in her vision, causing Ling Qingyu to smile. An opportunity!