Long Live the Emperor: the Sky-High Price Agent Wife

Suburbs of city D in country M. A private villa that was luxurious and majestic half an hour ago was now filled with broken walls and raging fire, illuminating half of the night sky. There were bloody corpses buried under the large scorched earth. The scene was extremely tragic. In the main hall, a short-haired woman was holding an XM8 light assault rifle. She had stern eyebrows and a bloodthirsty smile. She pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the man who was stepping on her feet. She turned to look at the decorations in the room and whistled exaggeratedly: "It seems that you have made a lot of dirty money in the past few years. If you keep working for a few more years, maybe not even Buckingham Palace...