Luo Ying was a top-level bounty hunter, an unattainable legend to countless people.
One second, she was fighting amid a hail of bullets. The next, she had transmigrated into the body of a high school student who had been beaten to death.
She started from the start with almost no health, but that didn't stop her from showing off her skills and making a spectacular exit.
Though she'd been beaten half to death, Luo Ying didn't utter a sound. But when she took stock of all her assets, she was on the verge of tears.
Thirty yuan! What could she do with that?
She couldn't touch her other self's billion-yuan fortune, so Luo Ying decided to turn her attention to someone else.
Luo Ying: Let that man go!
Man in Black: You want to die!
Two hours after starting out, she had 500,000 yuan in her account.
She was simply terrified of being poor, so she did someone a favor while she was at it.
Luo Ying never expected that the young master she'd rescued would not only come from an influential family, but also be sickly.
Later, the young master put out a notice seeking a personal bodyguard: two million yuan for two months.
It was more or less in her line of work...
Who would turn down money? Luo Ying took the job.
Luo Ying: Young master, read your book. Don't look at me. There's nothing written on my face.
Chu Qianmo: How did you get so fair in such a short time?
Luo Ying: ...
