My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily Brooks and Loid Laurier)

Lily smiled. And with that smile, her charm blossomed, making her appear as radiant as the midday sun.

Loid had never seen her smile like this before.

He pressed his lips together. After a long pause, he said softly, "Do whatever you need to. Leave the rest to me."

"Thanks," she said before turning to walk away.

Loid, who was still worried about her being alone, glanced over at Shaun. Shaun understood immediately. "I know what to do!"

Corpses were strewn everywhere outside the hospital. This was the largest incident Lagersfield City had seen in decades. There were barely any people alive left in the hospital.

Not far away, a dense crowd continued to exchange gunfire.

A large number of outsiders had entered Lagersfield City, each armed and menacingly aggressive.

Lily looked at the bodies scattered on the ground and tilted her head back. She drew in a deep breath and then pulled out her phone to dial a number. "Lagersfield City Hospital, please send everyone over." After hanging up the phone, Lily saw Elijah being forced back by the attackers. She grabbed him without hesitation.

Elijah turned his head and, upon seeing Lily, breathed a sigh of relief. "Reese, you're back."

"Yeah."

Lily took off her baseball cap and removed her jacket. She then handed him a pouch filled with silver needles.

He felt a jolt of anxiety. Before he could say anything, Lily shot forward like an arrow from a bow. She moved so swiftly that she was almost a blur. Everywhere she went, screams erupted.

Lily managed to disarm hundreds of armed men with just her bare hands without using silver needles or a gun. She then treated her opponents like punching bags, her fists flying with incredible speed. They didn't even have a chance to react before they were beaten so badly and spat out blood.

She took down one opponent, then moved on to the next. It was as if she had cast a spell. Though her enemies were fully capable of moving, they were rooted to the spot.

They stood there like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, helpless against her onslaught.

Seeing Lily in such a frenzy, Loid felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was a horrible fiancé, failing to protect her as he should have. Not only had he failed, but he had also forced her to take action time and again.

His fiancée should never have to face such bloodshed. He should've been the one to deal with it.

After a moment of silence, Loid took off his suit jacket and dashed forward like an arrow.

Wherever Lily was about to strike, he would step in and intercept her, inflicting a hundredfold more brutal punishment on her opponents. Eventually, she paused, and all she could see was him moving through the crowd.

In mere moments, the densely packed crowd scattered.

Those who weren't dead were left crippled.