My Silly, Sweet Wife

Experts duel.

In just a moment.

Wang Ying’s subordinate, Diao Chan, is indeed formidable.

However, she employs a strategy of injury for injury.

The two white spirit assassins behind King Yan have yet to strike, and Wang Ying uses the wounds on her body to gain a moment of stalemate.

Tang Yun and Tian Guangyuan exchanged glances.

Although they did not understand Wang Ying’s purpose, they were indeed impressed by Wang Ying’s subordinate Diao Chan.

Those fighting against Diao Chan were probably top-tier experts.

In such circumstances, she could still trade blows for injuries.

Though somewhat foolish, the result was clear.

King Yan’s expression was not looking good.

Just a single woman had managed to regain the face he’d just lost.

In the blink of an eye.

An unexpected incident occurred.

Before anyone could grasp what was happening, Wang Ying, who was standing three steps away in front of Duan Nanye and close to King Yan, suddenly made her move.

Without any extra movements, she was almost upon King Yan in the instant she struck.

The two behind King Yan didn’t anticipate Wang Ying’s sudden attack; by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

Under Wang Ying’s gloves were claws akin to those of Wolverine’s.

”Don’t move, move an inch and I’ll kill you!” Wang Ying’s voice was low, and as she spoke, three sharp and piercing claws, resembling wolf claws, were already half an inch deep into King Yan’s throat.

Blood seeped from the skin under King Yan’s throat.

Everyone was taken aback.

King Yan raised his hands: ”Beauty, such jokes are dangerous!”

Wang Ying sneered, ”Now, you’re my hostage.”

Duan Nanye was overjoyed: ”Wang Ying, well done!”

Although he had aimed to ambush King Yan, take him hostage, and use him to exchange for Su Jiu’er and Ye Guichen.

He had no assurance.

He didn’t expect Wang Ying to actually achieve it.

”Quick, release them, or you die!” Wang Ying didn’t waste words and thrust the claws deeper, seemingly ready to pierce through King Yan’s throat.

King Yan felt some fear but didn’t show any panic: ”Beauty, do you really think just controlling me can exchange hostages? Well then, let’s see.”

”What do you mean?” King Yan’s words caused Wang Ying to feel a sense of foreboding.

Duan Nanye paid no heed to King Yan’s words, immediately ordering: ”Bring everyone here, if they dare act, kill them!”

Soon, over twenty Dragon Teeth members appeared behind Duan Nanye.

Wang Ying held King Yan hostage, instructing the others in the villa to open the doors and release the hostages.

With King Yan’s command, the villa’s door indeed opened.

Soon, a figure appeared at the entrance.

Upon seeing this figure, Wang Ying, Duan Nanye, and the others were shocked.

A person who looked ninety percent like King Yan appeared at the villa’s entrance.

That person also had a half-face birthmark, ugly like King Yan.

”Haha, as Shadow King Yan, did you really think it would be easy to take me hostage?” The person controlled by Wang Ying laughed wildly and lunged forward.

The sharp sound of the throat being slit echoed.

The three claws in Wang Ying’s hand pierced through the Shadow King Yan’s throat.

Fervent craziness flickered in Shadow King Yan’s eyes, his lips twitched as if dying was a great honor: ”To die for King Yan, I can be transcended in the next life. Haha, you’re not worthy to challenge King Yan!”

The sudden change.

Stunned Wang Ying and Duan Nanye and everyone else.

Clang!

Almost simultaneously with the iron gate’s creaking sound, the large iron gate of the villa courtyard behind Duan Nanye and the others closed.

Following that, several figures emerged from the shadows.

Holding crossbows, they surrounded Duan Nanye and the others.

Duan Nanye’s complexion shifted drastically.

Wang Ying didn’t expect to have captured only a Shadow King Yan and fallen into the trap.

More than just them, even Duan Nanye’s twenty-plus subordinates were surrounded.

”Damn!” Duan Nanye turned pale, but it was too late for regrets.

Was this going to be a complete capture?

Shadow King Yan always acted as King Yan’s doppelganger.

Last time in Qinghe, Ye Guichen killed a Shadow King Yan.

All these years, due to the existence of Shadow King Yan, Dragon Teeth could never find the real King Yan, missing opportunities each time.

This time, thinking they could confront the real King Yan directly, though with some passivity, it turned out to be another Shadow King Yan.

Everyone’s faces turned extremely dire.

They all looked towards the villa’s entrance, at the man with the yin-yang face.

Expressionless, he showed no excitement or arrogance as imagined.

Soon, blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Then, causing everyone disbelief, he collapsed to the ground.

”Wow!”

This scene left everyone puzzled.

Even the assassins surrounding Duan Nanye were dumbfounded.

They had been ambushing around, ensuring a perfect capture, but this sudden act left them bewildered.

Soon after, another person emerged from the villa.

This person dragged two individuals in each hand, like two dead dogs.

Reaching the entrance, they threw them on the ground: ”Brother Duan, apologies, everyone inside is dead. These two are the only ones remaining; handle them as you see fit!”

Upon closer inspection, those two dead dog-like individuals were Chen Huang and Xu Meng.

Duan Nanye gasped.

Tang Yun and Tian Guangyuan were in disbelief.

What’s happening?

Had Ye Guichen killed everyone else alone?

Even those surrounding assassins holding crossbows looked incredulous.

However, moments later, everyone tensed.

Despite not understanding, the situation had far exceeded expectations.

Ye Guichen spoke again, ”People of Yama Hall, if you resist, you’ll face certain death.”

Safe and sound, he leisurely walked down the steps, out of the villa, heading outside.

Duan Nanye finally snapped awake: ”Quick, seize him!”

Those crossbow-wielding assassins weren’t particularly skilled; seeing the tide had turned, they fled one after another.

Yet, the situation was already beyond control, like floodwater breaking through the dam.

Soon, Duan Nanye’s subordinates took charge of the whole villa’s situation.

Wang Ying looked puzzled.

Being highly skilled, she confidently strode into the villa.

Entering, the sight within rendered Wang Ying motionless like under an immobilization spell.

The first-floor hall was in turmoil, nearly devoid of any living person.

Each death was gruesome.

Only the sofa had a distracted, blankly-staring woman.

It was Su Jiu’er.

”This, all done by that guy alone?” Wang Ying’s hand slightly trembled.

Her heart was in turmoil.