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Beauty and The Bodyguard

When an S-class elite, assassin-raised captain of a special ops suicide squad comes home from a high-stakes Africa mission, he finds himself offered something that could potentially set him up for life- a curious assignment that he could use to finally exit his days of war and slaughter. Then placed into a high-school setting, Lin Yi is tasked by the chairman of a top-tier multi-billion company with bodyguard duty for non-other than his own daughter, a certain little Miss of said high-school. His enemies, once ranging from drug lords, mafia bosses, political figures, and national leaders, are soon replaced with spoiled kids who happen to have rich papas and mamas, and Lin Yi finds his intense expertise and high-threat skillset misused and very underwhelmed... But he does get a harem cast as diverse as his old enemies, so Lin Yi decides that, for the sake of messing around with girls as an invincible entity in a down-leveled environment, leaving his bloody and death-filled war days behind is something he'd definitely want to strive for.

Fishman The Second · Urban
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11506 Chs

You have to thank him

Lin Yi's lips twitched upon hearing that-he couldn't even imagine what his future would be like ...

Who was he talking to about unlimited potential?

Moreover, you're really unparalleled with that smoking look on your head. You're really in a hurry to get struck by lightning.

"Is there only one electric eel puppet here? Do you have any other good stuff?"

Saint soyatu turned around and looked around. If he could find something similar to the electric eel puppet, it would be a great development for the new sanctuary.

"No, it was all taken by Fernandes."

Except for the puppet electric eel, there was nothing good in the palace. Even the useless decorations had been taken away by Fernandes, what else could be left?

Lin Yi said it on purpose, wanting to see if the Saint really didn't care about all the good stuff, or if she was just pretending.

"Oh, then forget it."

Saint soyatu nodded and did not say anything else. It was impossible to tell that he was angry.