Niu Lan took out her phone, glanced at Red Scorpion warily, and was about to call a doctor.
With Niu Lan’s connections, finding a beautiful doctor wouldn’t be difficult.
But before she could dial the number, another person walked into the villa.
Although Red Scorpion had closed the door earlier, it wasn’t locked.
Niu Lan turned around and saw it was Shang Wen Dong. She was stunned, not understanding why Shang Wen Dong would co back so late.
Shang Wen Dong pressed down Niu Lan’s hand, stopping her from making the call, and looked at Red Scorpion on the sofa: "As an assassin, failing to kill your target and still coming back is truly shaful."
Red Scorpion, already very weak from his severed arm and leg, was drowsy but suddenly heard a man’s voice and opened his eyes wide.
However, before he could understand what was happening, a shadow appeared before him.
"Red Scorpion, don’t you agree?" Shang Wen Dong held the fruit knife that Niu Lan had previously picked up, looking down at Red Scorpion.
Red Scorpion’s pupils contracted. His years of killer experience made him sense unprecedented danger.
The refined man in front of him wanted to kill him!
Without a word, he instinctively raised his crossbow to aim at Shang Wen Dong, but before he could, Shang Wen Dong sneered, and the fruit knife in his hand had already fallen.
Slash!
Red Scorpion felt a chill on his neck, and his hand stopped moving.
He was terrified, gripping his neck with the hand that was reaching for the crossbow, trying to stop the blood flow, his face full of unwillingness and disbelief: "You, you..."
Before his death, Red Scorpion never understood why he died, why he had to die.
Niu Lan was completely petrified.
Everything happened too fast.
She stood still, watching Shang Wen Dong kill Red Scorpion with a single, ruthless, and decisive strike.
"What, what are you doing?" After a long ti, Niu Lan finally ca to her senses, clearly horrified by Shang Wen Dong’s actions.
Killing a Yama Hall Killer was asking for death.
It was said that Yama Hall was enormous and not to be ssed with. Killing one of their people was an invitation for trouble.
If Yama Hall targeted a person, they would surely et King Yan.
After killing Red Scorpion, Shang Wen Dong casually tossed the fruit knife onto Red Scorpion’s body and walked over to Niu Lan: "I warned you long ago, it’s best not to provoke this Red Scorpion. Are you really going to keep him in your ho?"
"No, no." Niu Lan shook her head in panic, but all her explanations seed pointless.
She just wanted to survive, but now that Red Scorpion was dead, once Yama Hall found out, they would surely co after her.
"Wen Dong, he was a mber of Yama Hall. Aren’t you afraid of revenge for killing him?" Niu Lan grabbed Shang Wen Dong’s arm, agitated: "How could you be so impulsive!"
Shang Wen Dong was extrely calm, as if killing Red Scorpion was an ordinary task, smiling faintly: "Niu Lan, who said Red Scorpion was killed by ?"
"What do you an?" Niu Lan was stunned, full of confusion.
"Red Scorpion took an assignnt to kill Chen Ziran and Ye Guichen. He died at the hands of Ye Guichen. If Yama Hall wants revenge, they’ll naturally go after Ye Guichen." A sly glint appeared in Shang Wen Dong’s eyes: "I originally thought Red Scorpion could kill Ye Guichen and Chen Ziran, causing chaos in the Chen Group and Yun City, so I could seize the opportunity. But this useless person failed. I had to take matters into my own hands. Heh heh."
Everything seed to be under his control. Shang Wen Dong gave Niu Lan, who was still in shock, a aningful look: "That Ye Guichen is troubleso, but it doesn’t an he can stand against the vast Yama Hall Assassin Organization, don’t you think?"
Niu Lan looked at Shang Wen Dong as if he were a stranger.
All along, she thought Shang Wen Dong had little ambition, and over ti even lost his courage.
But now she realized Shang Wen Dong was terrifying.
He had been paying attention to her, watching Red Scorpion.
He was waiting for a chance to rise.
All these years, he had been enduring.
Enduring for ten years, how frightening.
"You, you want to dominate Yun City?" After a long pause, Niu Lan took a deep breath and looked at Shang Wen Dong in fear, feeling a deep sense of dread in her heart.
Even though they were husband and wife, Niu Lan realized she didn’t know him at all.
She even started to suspect if Shang Wen Dong’s indulgence in won and wine all these years was just to mislead others, preventing them from focusing on him.
Shang Wen Dong stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of elegance, with a proud look on his face, sneering: "Yun City alone is nothing."
...
Early the next morning, Ye Guichen arrived at the hospital again.
Yesterday, Zhao Erdan’s knee was injured, almost pierced through. Although he had undergone surgery, it was due to Chen Ziran, so Ye Guichen naturally ca to see him on Chen Ziran’s behalf.
At the door of the ward, Ye Guichen was about to knock but heard voices inside.
"Old Zhao, are you really that foolish? You almost lost your life for a few thousand bucks, do you know that?" The speaker was a woman, sounding both angry and resentful, her voice mixed with low sobs: "If sothing truly happened to you, what would beco of us?"
Zhao Erdan chuckled weakly but still tried to comfort: "Wife, look, Ye Guichen is my brother, and Mr. Chen’s woman is my boss’s fiancée. As the head of security for the Chen Group, how could I not step in at a ti like this?"
"Hmph, who do you think you are, and who do they think they are?" The woman’s voice was low and displeased: "One’s the president of a group, and the other’s the president’s fiancé. Do you really think they see you as a brother? Have they ever treated you as a brother? Stop flattering yourself. Look, you’re in such a shabby ward after getting injured on the job, and you still owe the hospital money. The doctor said your knee injury is severe. Even if you recover and are discharged, you’ll limp for the rest of your life. Who knows if you’ll still have your job at the Chen Group?"
"Wife, I..." Zhao Erdan seed to think the woman made sense, his tone somber, but still said: "I trust the boss won’t abandon . Just you wait and see."
But he had little confidence in his voice.
Previously, he was a recon soldier, good at fighting, which earned Ye Guichen’s favor and the position of head of security. But now, even if he recovered, he wouldn’t dare fight as before. Whether Ye Guichen would still keep him was uncertain.
"You speak well, but how many rich people are kind?" The woman was increasingly dissatisfied seeing Zhao Erdan still speaking for Ye Guichen, rebuking: "It’s been almost a whole day, and no one has co to visit you. Oh, I’ve never seen soone as foolish as you."
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