Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

"Ah… It hurts," the undercover agent groaned as she was dragged out of the room by her hair. She pretended to struggle to stand up and hobbled along, ignoring the bully's laughter.

On the way, her situation attracted the gloating eyes of the men around her. There were some female staff members, but compared to the men, they barely deserved to be called a minority. Either they were playthings or solely belonged to more powerful men. As for why the undercover agent was staying here, that was a long story.

In short, she had been dragged here by the mercenary who was torturing her under various pretexts. She suspected that they wanted to use her as bait to capture her comrades.
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"Hey, you…"

A voice drew her attention, as well as that of the mercenary holding her captive. Oh no, aren't those two her comrades? Damn it, won't their behavior expose themselves? Can't they just pretend? What kind of pig teammates are these? The undercover agent was speechless at her allies.

Although they had only met recently while attempting to find information about their two missing colleagues, people who served justice tended to unite. Due to an accident, the three had discovered each other during their search for the missing agents. Of course, she knew the two worked here, but her focus was currently on escaping.

However, anyone who knew her would be suspected and questioned. It wouldn't take long before these gang members dug deep and unearthed everything. Combining this with their cruel torture methods, no one could guarantee that they wouldn't spill anything.

In her opinion, the three of them were done for now. She couldn't pretend any longer. Naturally, her comrades should be aware of this too. It was now or never.

Before the mercenary or the men around them could react, she exploited their surprise and attacked violently, managing to set herself free. She struck the mercenary hard on the knee. He stumbled to the floor and was then kicked in the face again. Instinctively, he blocked the attack with his forearm.

As soon as he recovered, he shouted commands to those who were still dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events.

"What are you looking at? Get her!" He ran after the woman who dashed away, not forgetting to remind his men.

"Sir!" The surrounding men obeyed and chased after the woman who had managed to slip away. Since they were directly in front of the mercenary who had given them orders, they felt it was imperative to catch the woman who had escaped.

They understood that their leader was angry with their behavior. So, they needed to make amends.

At the same time, the mercenary didn't ignore the two people who seemed familiar with his captive. Yes, even though the woman had escaped, in his eyes, everything was due to negligence.

"And arrest those two as well."

"Yes, sir!"

The two, who were being watched by many, felt a chill run down their spines and fled the scene. All sorts of scenarios followed: they blockaded the path with furniture or other obstacles, knocked out any bystanders who slowed them down.

Some might ask, if they had pretended to be arrested, wouldn't they have made it out alive?

This wasn't a place governed by law. Only strength mattered here. The rest were nothing more than cannon fodder.

The system here followed the principle of "better to kill everyone than let one go by mistake" to the letter. The fate of the two who had fled, if captured and interrogated, wouldn't be any better than if their identities were discovered.

No matter what, the organization was ruled by violence. They never admitted to mistakes. Even though people knew many were innocent and wrongly implicated, it didn't matter one bit.

So, the two, who were a couple, frantically calculated their escape. However, the pursuers and the constrained environment brought negative results.

Somehow, the duo managed to lose their trail. The pursuers were puzzled after losing sight of the two runners. A few minutes later, when no hurried footsteps could be heard, a large cupboard opened, revealing the two people.

The same couple, wanted by the gang members. Both peeked their heads out and sighed in relief. The woman showed some shyness but quickly adjusted her mood.

Anyway, touching each other in a confined space was nothing. Although the man's hard organ had poked her sensitive spot, she brushed away any inappropriate thoughts.

The man wasn't much better off, excited yet unable to act on his feelings. His lips and tongue were dry. Never before had he imagined his partner-in-arms could be so attractive.

The duo evaded the gang's patrols and looked for a way out. Damn, the weather.

Meanwhile, their mood turned pessimistic as they calmed down and thought carefully. The rain increased the difficulty of their escape. Then there were the dogs around, which would hunt them nonstop.

It seemed like the best way was to accept their fate and wait for rescue. Headquarters had mentioned that someone would come and extract them, though the timeline remained vague for security reasons.

Should they allow themselves to be captured and face torture? Who would be willing to suffer? Not even the strongest willpower could accept being a fish on the chopping board.

In any case, their first priority was to try to hide as long as possible until rescue arrived. The bad weather could turn in their favor if they could exploit it. Of course, they should also arm themselves with firearms.

As for where to obtain a weapon, weren't they already in the right place? Meticulously and gradually, the duo evaded numerous gang members until they opened a door to hide in a room and found themselves face-to-face with one of their pursuers.

Both sides froze, and then immediately reacted. The lone gang member shouted, "Over here! Uhh…"

The man struck him in the throat and wrestled him to the floor, punching, hammering, and slapping him. The woman also rushed in, trying to find a way to help but was unable to participate for fear of attacking her friend.

She sensed another intruder sprinting towards them and hid near the threshold. As soon as the intruder entered, she caught him by surprise and threw him to the floor, knocking him out after kicking him in the temple. Another one came.

This time, perhaps hearing the commotion inside, he drew a pistol from his back. "Stop, or I'll shoot," he bellowed as he stepped in.

The woman jammed the pistol and quickly disarmed him. The gunman blinked in surprise at the sudden turn of events. One moment, he had been holding the weapon, and the next, it had vanished from his hands, like magic.

Then, the woman hurled him inside, slammed him against the wall, and kneed him in the groin.

Her partner's eyes widened in fear. He even gulped and couldn't rise from his lying posture.

The woman, having dealt with two men, rolled her eyes and lifted him up forcefully. She grabbed the pistol from the floor and checked its state. Now, their confidence rose since they wielded a deadly weapon.

Bang! BANG!

The couple exchanged panicked glances. Gunshots had erupted. Soon after, rapid gunfire followed. They began to worry about their comrade who had fled alone.

A minute ago…

The female undercover agent had thrown off two pursuers by using the environment as a weapon. Catching them off guard, she had swung the thick wooden statue she was carrying at their heads. The entire floor went into chaos.

As she searched for an exit, despite her thin hope, her path was blocked by three men ahead. She knew that with the attention she had drawn, the possibility of her escape was very slim, but she persevered to give her comrades the slightest chance.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, she dashed straight towards the three men, who growled and took up postures to tackle her down.

On the narrow road, the brave won. As a trained operative, her close combat capability was top-notch. In a few moves, the three men were taken down easily.

She knew most of the men weren't well-trained, but if the numbers got too high, she might still be overwhelmed. Besides, the mercenary who was on her tail still frightened her.

Based on her knowledge and intuition, she was no match for that skilled mercenary. Either she needed to stay away from him or equip herself with a weapon to equalize the power. Otherwise, she would be subdued within seconds if she fought him.