Poison Dragon was stunned at the first glance of Lian; her beauty made him inhale sharply, but soon followed by an angry sense of being fooled. This woman was not Xia Xue, he had lost his bargaining chip.
And Lian’s persistent silence made him feel like he was being watched like a monkey in a play; he wasn’t a good person, nor was he a man who would be gentle with won, so when contempt showed on Lian’s face, Poison Dragon slapped her without hesitation.
"What is your relationship with Xiao Lin?"
The situation was established, and at this mont it was most important to figure out this woman’s identity and her relationship with Xiao Lin. Perhaps there might be a way to redy the situation. He had to capture Chu Fangxiu to further threaten Fatty Wang.
"You got the wrong person, I don’t know who he is." At this mont, it was crucial to dispel Poison Dragon’s notion; only then would she have a chance to escape. "I don’t know why you want to capture ."
Poison Dragon glared at Lian with his triangular eyes, seemingly scrutinizing the truthfulness in her words.
"You don’t need to look at like that, I’m just an ordinary person." Lian added a sentence, for soone like him, if they played psychological tactics, he would surely lose, but considering this person himself had dangerous nature, Lian cautiously and prudently shut her mouth.
"What’s your na?"
"I am Qi Lian." Lian answered Poison Dragon’s question honestly, her lips curved upwards, moist and glistening, and with each word she spoke, there was a slight tremor; Poison Dragon squinted his eyes, having not heard of any woman by this na next to Xiao Lin.
"Why were you at the beauty salon?"
"I’m a mber there, went in the morning for a treatnt, only to find my beautician was on leave." As she spoke, Lian took out her mbership card from her bag, indicating there was no falsehood in her words.
Poison Dragon glanced at the beauty card, indeed the na matched with the ID card, yet his suspicious nature still harbored so hesitation. He walked back to sit on the clutter nearby, his gaze inadvertently falling on Lian’s long legs. Her blazing white skin and discreet areas swaying before him.
"Your phone is ringing!" Lian noticed Poison Dragon’s ignorance to the phone ringing and kindly reminded him, with a pitiful expression directed towards him.
"Hey!" Poison Dragon didn’t pull his eyes away from Lian’s intriguing places, feeling a nauseating urge facing his disgusting gaze.
"What?" A loud shout made Lian’s heart jolt.
"Xiao Lin is dead?" Poison Dragon looked at the woman before him, though his expression didn’t change, his eyes betrayed her.
"Dead woman dares to deceive ." A slap fell, a trickle of blood dripped from the corner of Lian’s mouth, unable to resist with her hands tied behind.
"Do I want to take you over, you wish! I’m not a fool to be played around by you all." Poison Dragon ca closer, his breath sprayed onto Lian’s body, making it impossible for her to avoid.
After a repulsive lick on her face with his tongue, Poison Dragon sneered. "I want to do you in front of your man, now that would be interesting." Having said that, he got off Lian and dialed Xiao Lin’s phone.
Fatty Wang sat in the villa, waiting for soone’s arrival. The person he was waiting for was not Poison Dragon but Xiao Mu.
He knew very well that Poison Dragon would not bring Xiao Lin’s woman to him, from the mont he hadn’t reached the designated place, he had already figured out Poison Dragon’s intent, wanting to use Xiao Lin’s woman for blackmail? A fool’s dream, at least Zhang Teng’s recording would be more compelling, giving him the possibility for negotiation.
Housekeeper Yin opened the door when the doorbell rang, but the person standing in front of him was not who the young master had instructed, but a stranger in military uniform.
"May I ask what is your business?" Housekeeper Yin scrutinized the man in civilian clothes. He was so certain because before entering the Wang Family, he had been in the military himself, hence was quite familiar with military habits, always upright, their entire aura could not deceive him.
"Please hand this over to your master." After saying that, he handed a tightly sealed box to Housekeeper Yin and disappeared in a flash. Facing the empty front, Housekeeper Yin retreated indoors and closed the door.
"Has Xiao Mu arrived?" Fatty Wang asked seeing only Housekeeper Yin present, unable to hide his curiosity.
"Yes, it was a stranger, he said it was for you." Setting the box on the table, standing by Fatty Wang’s side. "Does the Young Master want to open it now?"
Fatty Wang picked up the box to weigh it, neither too heavy nor too light, after shaking it there was a sound of sothing rolling inside, like a ball tumbling back and forth.
"What is it?"
"Not sure." Housekeeper Yin, under Fatty Wang’s signal, slowly opened the box. "Ah!" He cried out, the room was filled with the sll of blood as the big box opened.
Seeing Housekeeper Yin’s fear, Fatty Wang got up from his favorite sofa, walked closer, and couldn’t help but cover his mouth and eyes with his hand.
"Too cruel!" Housekeeper Yin couldn’t help but exclaim after realizing his own faux pas.
Fatty Wang waved away the bloodstain, and carefully examined the head in the box. He wasn’t soone who lived on the edge, so the sight of blood didn’t excite him. He just wanted to know who the person was, but from the top view, all he could see was a blur. The hair and blood were matted together, and the rolling head was already tilted to one side.
"Go find out who brought it over."
Housekeeper Yin hesitated for a mont but still put the box away. Before long, another person appeared behind him, holding a tray. "Young master, it’s Elder Guo!" Housekeeper Yin resud his composed expression and instructed the servant behind him to place the tray on the table.
It really was Elder Guo! Fatty Wang wasn’t as terrified as before; when confronting Elder Guo’s head, he wasn’t afraid of the thing itself but of the person who sent it.
"Call to urge Xiao Mu!"
Facing the head, Fatty Wang’s rare quiver in his voice erged. This was a warning to him—if even the most notorious assassin leader in Southeast Asia could be easily beheaded, then what couldn’t they do?
Fatty Wang ordered soone to cover the head. Facing that thing, he clasped his hands tightly. "Get a glass of red wine." The more he tried to control his trembling body, the more he realized he couldn’t.
He held the crystal glass but couldn’t bring it to his mouth. "That person killed him!" He grabbed Housekeeper Yin. "He’s going to co after next!"
"Young master, he doesn’t dare do anything to you. These people are outlaws; dead is dead, but your status is different, so he won’t dare ss with you," Housekeeper Yin comforted Fatty Wang.
’Yes, yes!’ Finding so justification, Fatty Wang gulped down the red wine in his crystal glass. He didn’t bother with any drinking protocol or etiquette. Only after downing another cup did he feel better.
Xiao Mu walked in naturally from the window; he wasn’t accustod to using the Wang Family’s main door and preferred to jump in through the window, followed by the woman in red clothes.
"To scare the heir of the Wang Family to such a degree, this must be sothing really interesting." Xiao Mu sarcastically lifted the cloth on the table and stared at the head for a long ti.
"What did you do to make my brother so angry?" The neck wound was cut with a single knife stroke, but the person had already died, and it was a painful death. The neck artery was so shattered it no longer resembled an artery. Considering the condition of the flesh where the artery once was, no need to think, the rest must be in a similar state. In the world today, only his brother would use such a thod.
Fatty Wang was afraid of the woman beside Xiao Mu, and he deliberately shrank back into his chair, ignoring Xiao Mu’s words.
"You didn’t just call here because of this thing?" After putting Fatty Wang entirely within his sight, Xiao Mu raised a mocking smile. "Didn’t I tell you before not to act rashly? If you dare provoke my brother, then you should be prepared to face his retaliation."
Only after drinking a third glass of wine did Fatty Wang calm down. He was indeed startled just now, but that didn’t an he lost his mind. He listened carefully to Xiao Mu’s indifferent remarks, remaining silent.
"This person serves as a warning to your Wang Family. After all, Xiao Lin is my brother, and part of the Xiao Family."
Fatty Wang didn’t entirely understand the exact role of the Xiao Family. He only knew so rumors about them from his third uncle. Thus, the existence of Xiao Lin was even more of a threat.
"What should I do now?"
"Before answering you, shouldn’t I first know what you did to my brother?" Xiao Mu admired Elder Guo’s head, holding a reverential awe for the exquisite technique. He could never master this; such physically demanding labor is best left to others. Yet, the woman beside him showed an enthusiasm for it, just like her fiery red appearance.
"You’re no match for my brother!" Just from the heat emanating from her, Xiao Mu knew what she wanted to do. "I can’t guarantee the outco of acting on your own."
The woman suddenly withdrew her fiery deanor, becoming as still as a decorative statue in the room.
Xiao Mu was satisfied with the woman’s cleverness, raising his head to give her a smile. "Let guess, did you ss with sothing precious of my brother’s?"
The possession lust of the Xiao Family is strong, and whoever dares to touch it faces a predictable end.
"I just wanted to coerce him into handing over Chu Fangxiu."
"Oh? Is that so?" Upon hearing Fatty Wang’s excuse, Xiao Mu laughed out loud. "Saying such things in front of , don’t you find it humiliating?"
At Xiao Mu’s ridicule, Fatty Wang lowered his head, unwilling to let him see the hatred and intense urge for vengeance in his eyes. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote for it with recomndation or monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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