My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 622 - 615: Hiring a Hitman

After everyone’s collective persuasion, Song Shuangshuang finally gave up the idea of returning to Mount Everest, deciding to follow Su Xuan’s arrangements and stay in Qiutian City for the time being.

Su Xuan had his own plans for Song Shuangshuang, knowing that the Song Family from Mount Everest had already made their move. Their people had infiltrated Qiutian City. It was certain that Song Tianbao would capture Song Shuangshuang and force her into marriage. Su Xuan did not want to ruin Song Shuangshuang’s future happiness like that.

She was now staying in Li Yuanyuan’s staff dormitory. Since Qiuyue had once poisoned both Su Xuan and Li Yuanyuan, their meetings were still somewhat awkward and not very natural.

Su Xuan had again explained to Li Yuanyuan, saying that Qiuyue had now mended her ways and no longer senselessly killed good people. Only then could Li Yuanyuan feel somewhat reassured; otherwise, being with an assassin was very uncomfortable.

Su Xuan had temporarily arranged for Song Shuangshuang to stay here. Li Tianming, carrying the trust of Song Tianbao, came to Qiutian City and contacted his friend Wang Fangqian to retrieve Song Shuangshuang, but there had been no news. After finally learning that Song Shuangshuang was hidden in a small hospital, they went there only to have Liu Feilong’s men get there first and even start a fight—such bad luck.

Liu Feilong knew of Li Tianming and also wanted to find Song Shuangshuang to show off in front of him, especially since the influence of Li Tianming’s Li Family was enormous in other cities. Qiutian City was merely a third-tier city, and no family there could compete with the wealth of the Li Family if they considered moving there.

When Wang Fangqian heard from his subordinates that his own men were beaten by Liu Feilong’s people, and that Su Xuan was leading them, it really seemed like enemies were fated to meet.

Just a few days ago, Wang Fangqian was still puzzled why the assassin he hired and paid to kill Su Xuan had vanished without news. Now that Su Xuan had reappeared, it was without a doubt that Su Xuan most likely had dealt with the assassin!

Wang Fangqian had harbored a deep hatred for Su Xuan for a long time; he was the boyfriend of Ma Yizhu, the female CEO of Tianyu Group. Now, Wang Fangqian refused to believe it; he had been pursuing Ma Yizhu, who insisted she had a boyfriend, which was Su Xuan. Wang Fangqian chuckled; it seemed that eliminating Su Xuan was the only way he’d feel secure at night.

Liu Feilong and Wang Fangqian were gang leaders from different districts of Qiutian City. Both had their legitimate businesses but secretly engaged in shady activities like collecting protection fees, managing venues, and forcing sales.

At this point, Wang Fangqian finally understood that Su Xuan had joined forces with Liu Feilong, which explained his boldness.

To confirm this, Wang Fangqian called Liu Feilong, "Hello, Master Long, long time no see, how have you been?"

When Liu Feilong heard the call was from Wang Fangqian, he knew it must be about the hospital incident last night. Su Xuan had led fifty or sixty people and had managed to rout over a hundred of Wang Fangqian’s men, which Liu Feilong found quite satisfying just thinking about it.

"Say what you want to say, we don’t need pleasantries between us."

"Ha, Master Long is as straightforward as ever. I offer ten million for Su Xuan’s life—will you do it?"

The voice of Wang Fangqian suddenly became sinister on the phone.

"Ten million?"

Liu Feilong was taken aback, not expecting Wang Fangqian to offer so much money. He thought to himself why Su Xuan’s life was so valuable. Although Su Xuan’s kung fu was indeed impressive, the meticulous Liu Feilong still sensed something fishy. Was there another secret about Su Xuan that such a shrewd man as Wang Fangqian was willing to spend ten million?

"I need some time to consider this."

Liu Feilong did not dare to agree rashly; ten million was not a small amount, and he was indeed tempted.

Wang Fangqian, having hung up the phone, lit a large cigar and deeply inhaled while sitting on the sofa. He believed that spending ten million for Su Xuan’s life was worth it. If he could successfully eliminate Su Xuan, his chances of successfully courting the CEO of Tianyu Group, Ma Yizhu, would be high—with billions in company assets. If he were to marry Ma Yizhu, that money would be his—who would miss ten million then? Even if it cost fifty million to buy Su Xuan’s life, he would consider it.

In this world, besides Qiuyue, no one else knew Su Xuan had only a week to live; if Wang Fangqian knew Su Xuan could only live for a week, he would be thrilled to death.

Therefore, the most crucial thing for Su Xuan right now was to seek the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus; protecting Song Shuangshuang was only his second priority.

Su Xuan wanted Qiuyue to take care of Song Shuangshuang in Qiutian City while he himself would go to Mount Everest in search of the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus. Without the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, Su Xuan, Li Yuanyuan, and Qiuyue all wouldn’t survive beyond a week—an immediate and pressing issue for him.

Su Xuan had arranged Song Shuangshuang to stay with Li Yuanyuan because it was a school and was less likely to arouse suspicion.

Thus, Su Xuan planned to head to Mount Everest the next day to find the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, but upon hearing this, Qiuyue insisted on accompanying him. If she went, no one would be able to protect Song Shuangshuang properly, which worried Su Xuan even more.

Little did he know, Song Shuangshuang, upon hearing this, also wanted to join the search for the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, complicating the situation even further. While taking Qiuyue along was somewhat manageable since she knew kung fu, bringing Song Shuangshuang would be a burden.

After Su Xuan had administered a third of the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus to Li Yuanyuan, he told her she was cured and didn’t dare to mention she had only a week to live, fearing she couldn’t handle it. Su Xuan had also specifically reminded Song Shuangshuang not to discuss that matter in front of Li Yuanyuan.

Plans always change rapidly; that night, Su Xuan received a call from Liu Feilong to discuss an especially important matter urgently at his villa.

Su Xuan thought Liu Feilong had arrangements to capture Song Shuangshuang, so he immediately agreed and went right away.

Su Xuan had been careless; he didn’t know that an invisible net had already been cast. Liu Feilong had set a trap in his own villa, intending to capture Su Xuan and exchange him for ten million yuan with Wang Fangqian.

When Su Xuan arrived at Liu Feilong’s villa, the guard warmly ushered him inside, not knowing that as soon as Su Xuan entered, the door behind him was locked—this time, they intended to make sure Su Xuan couldn’t return.

Upon opening the door and entering, the living room was lined with rows of muscular men, all tattooed and fierce-looking. Su Xuan could tell that these men were stronger than the usual; the strength had greatly increased.

Liu Feilong stood at the second-floor railing, smiling down at Su Xuan, saying, "Su Xuan, we should have been friends, but Wang Fangqian wants your life, so I’m sorry to have to trouble you like this."

"What do you mean?"

Su Xuan looked at Liu Feilong in confusion. Previously, Su Xuan had rescued Tang Sisi from Liu Feilong, who had let her go on account of Su Xuan’s face, making Su Xuan think highly of him. But looking at him now, something seemed off.

"Tie him up."

Liu Feilong, with a large cigar in his mouth, ordered his men below.

The men received the command and surged forward, but Su Xuan wasn’t just going to sit there and await his fate.

These men were top fighters from Qiutian City. No matter how strong Su Xuan was, he couldn’t possibly defeat several hundred brawny men. These men could easily lift two or three people in one hand and, with their immense strength, Su Xuan believed it wouldn’t be difficult for them to tear him apart.

Su Xuan couldn’t understand what Wang Fangqian could have offered Liu Feilong. Wang Fangqian wanting Su Xuan dead was understandable, but Liu Feilong’s motives were unclear to him.

Since Liu Feilong wanted to kill him, Su Xuan wouldn’t cower. It seemed their relationship had to end here.

Chirr!

Su Xuan tore off his sleeve, akin to the ancient practice of cutting one’s robe to sever ties, now tearing his sleeve to break off their relationship.

Liu Feilong was taken aback, not expecting Su Xuan to do that. He didn’t want to watch Su Xuan struggle anymore, so he picked up a glass of red wine and returned to his room, planning to come out after Su Xuan was captured.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Su Xuan threw several punches at a brawny man who barely flinched, showing hardly any effect!

"Damn, these guys are really strong this time."

Su Xuan switched strategies. He hadn’t wanted to use his inner strength against them, but it seemed he had to show some real skill now.

"Hey, kid, heard you’re tough? Let’s play then, hehe..."

A sleazy fat man with a bulging belly was so resilient that when Su Xuan kicked him, he bounced right back—damn, he was really tough.

Su Xuan faced many such formidable enemies. He knew Liu Feilong was employing a war of attrition strategy, aiming to wear him down. Su Xuan removed his outer shirt, revealing his bronzed muscles, and decided to fight them head-on—who was afraid of whom?

Su Xuan had trained in Xingyi Fist and had a good grasp of his inner strength. Boom!

His punch, seemingly casual, hit the fat man without causing much immediate reaction, but after ten seconds, the man felt his heart bursting, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he collapsed with a thud.

"We have more people, don’t be afraid of him, get him!"

Someone shouted, charging forward; but again, it was inner strength—but this time in his foot. Su Xuan’s flying kick sent the man crashing into a wall, rolling on the ground motionless.

"If you don’t want to die, you can leave. If you don’t leave, staying means death!"

Next to Su Xuan was a large marble table. With a fierce slap, it shattered into countless pieces with a loud bang.

This terrifying palm force was rare in Qiutian City. The crowd was surprised by Su Xuan’s abilities; despite his youth, he had such pure and powerful inner strength. Unfortunately, it seemed he was fated to be killed by these men today.

This time the opponents got smarter, attacking in groups instead of one by one, attempting to overwhelm Su Xuan. But they still underestimated him. With a turn of his body, he successfully dodged, grabbed an arm, utilized the momentum of his assailant’s charge, and with a powerful tug, the man crashed into a couch.

"Kid, try this!"

Turning around, Su Xuan saw several men grinning at him with knives in hand.

Su Xuan gave a cold smile. He hadn’t wanted to spill blood today, but if they insisted, it was tough for him.

"You really want to die? Playing with knives is much worse."

"Damn it, shut up. Today I’ll end your life!"

Whoosh!

The man swung his knife, cutting through the air with immense force due to his strength.

Su Xuan leaned back to avoid the blade. Somehow, he had acquired a small knife blade, stolen from a brawny spectator; a little trick he had learned from Luo of Rongcheng City, the Ghost Hand Divine Thief Liu Sheng. Now, it finally came in handy.