Assistant to My Contracted Husband-Chapter 1624 - 1622: Can the Old Man Handle It? (Part 1)

Outside the castle:

Damn it.

Hua Nuan originally just wanted Huo Zun to take the risk, but she didn’t expect to implicate herself, getting involved along with him.

She was held tightly in the man’s arms, rolling several times on the grass before stopping.

Hua Nuan felt somewhat dizzy and disoriented, her body, weakened by drugs, was extremely fragile. She was practically swooning.

"Are you hurt?"

Huo Zun quickly got up to check the woman’s injuries. The grassy surface was relatively soft, so there were no marks of injury on Hua Nuan’s body.

Her face was pale, mostly caused by the rolling.

"No."

Hua Nuan propped herself up on her arm; she could hear the cold anger in the man’s words. Looking around, the ground at the castle’s entrance was glistening with silver light — rows of needle tips.

Some of the needles were embedded directly into the ground, clearly showing their strength and lethality.

The luxury car she had just gotten out of was completely perforated by the needles from the outside.

Hua Nuan: "..."

If she remembered correctly, such cars were made of special materials, yet the needles could penetrate effortlessly. They must not be ordinary iron.

Hua Nuan gasped slightly.

If Huo Zun hadn’t dodged with her just in time, she might have... been pierced by those tiny needles.

The next moment...

Before Hua Nuan could recover from the shock, the castle door suddenly opened, and dozens of mercenaries rushed out, pointing their dark gun barrels at her.

At the same time, from the windows above the castle, gun barrels were also aimed at her.

Hua Nuan: "..."

Indeed, an impenetrable security setup.

Hua Nuan felt she’d seen it all now.

"Stop."

The man’s fluent German spilled from his thin lips, and Hua Nuan pursed her lips.

She had studied German for a while as a child and was not unfamiliar with what the man said.

The crowd looked at each other, glanced at Huo Zun and Hua Nuan, then respectfully retracted their pistols, bowing and respectfully speaking.

"Master."

"Hmm."

Huo Zun rarely came here alone, and the mercenaries had only briefly seen him a few times, fearfully observing his cold and handsome face.

The castle’s exterior was full of traps, and if accidentally triggered, twenty-four mechanisms would all fire at once.

The needles were just the first.

Shouldn’t the master be well aware of these mechanisms? How could he trigger them?

Nobody dared to question, while Hua Nuan squinted her exquisite eyes, a mocking smile spreading on her lips.

Click, click, click, such well-done security, besides Huo Zun, there probably wasn’t anyone else.

Huo Zun watched Hua Nuan squinting her eyes, clearly filled with curiosity, and said, pursing his lips.

"Let’s go in."

"Okay."

The next moment, just as Hua Nuan was about to walk in directly, she was suddenly scooped up by Huo Zun.

Hua Nuan: "..."

"The needles here are treated with special materials. If they pierce you, it’s deadly. In the short term, your entire body becomes weak and powerless; over time, muscles atrophy, blood turns black, until death."

Hua Nuan: "..."

The reason for the short-term weakness is probably to leave time for interrogation.