My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 95 Starving Wolf Mercenary Group

Qingshan City, inside the Wang Family Mansion.

Five black men of varying heights, all exuding a solemn aura, stood unruffled in front of Wang Xing. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees due to the aura of these five men.

"I have already told you about Su Xuan’s situation. How confident are you about this mission?" Wang Xing asked the five men, whose facial features were nearly indiscernible due to their dark skin.

A black man of about 1.7 meters, with a sinister smile, spoke up in fluent Chinese, "I can tell you that the Starving Wolf Mercenary Group has never failed in any mission we’ve accepted."

If Su Xuan were here to hear this name, he would likely take a sharp intake of breath.

The Starving Wolf Mercenary Group was definitely among the top three private mercenary forces. As long as you could afford their fee, they would do anything for you, and they had never failed. Of course, their price was astronomically high.

"I am naturally aware of your great reputation, but this time you are not dealing with ordinary people. You wouldn’t mind showing off your skills a bit, would you?" Wang Xing asked somewhat uncertainly.

The short black man frowned tightly, and said coldly, "That’s unnecessary. We are mercenaries, assassins, not a circus troupe. If you don’t trust us, we can find someone else."

"You misunderstood, that’s not what I meant at all," Wang Xing quickly explained.

"Hmph!" A highly disdainful voice came from behind Wang Xing, and then a man nearly two meters tall, like a tower, stepped forward and, pointing at the five black men with a hand as large as a fan, disdainfully said, "What kind of rubbish Starving Wolf Mercenary Group, I’ve never heard of them. But my punches never lie. If you are really capable, why not compare yourselves to me?"

"Sang Lei, don’t be so impulsive. After all, these five are my guests," Wang Xing said, though his eyes betrayed his eagerness to watch the ensuing drama.

Sang Lei was the underground boxing champion of the world that Wang Xing had spent a fortune to recruit after he had been severely beaten by Su Xuan.

In his view, Sang Lei’s strength was definitely not inferior to Su Xuan’s. The reason he had not let Sang Lei fight was entirely because he cherished this talented man. He had gone to great lengths to legitimize him, so it wasn’t worth the risk. It was better to let international mercenaries handle such matters.

The short black man didn’t even glance at Sang Lei and said indifferently, "For Boss Wang’s sake, I won’t take this matter further."

"San Monkey, what are you acting so arrogant about? Believe it or not, I could smash your head with one punch," Sang Lei persisted, not daring to make the first move.

He was confident he could easily take on one of them, but facing all five was a different story.

A fierce glint flashed in the short black man’s eyes, just as he was about to speak, a man with braids on his head said, "Boss, there’s no need to get angry over such a fool. I’m quite itchy for a fight, I’ll entertain him."

The short black man hesitated for a moment then nodded, "Alright."

The braided man stepped forward and addressed Sang Lei, "Big guy, I’ll tell you, we’ve mastered a Must Kill Skill. If you don’t want to die, you better not make a move."

"To hell with you! If you kill me, you’re my grandson," Sang Lei retorted angrily. As he spoke, his massive body moved with the agility of a spiritual monkey, his fist aiming for the braided man’s head.

"Seeking death!"

At that moment, the braided man’s demeanour changed from careless to serious, his pupils contracted slightly, he shook his head and charged at Sang Lei with even greater speed.

Whoosh! Both men moved as fast as lightning, swiftly bypassing each other.

Differently, the braided man dusted off his hands and rejoined his team, casually remarking, "Done!"

Meanwhile, Sang Lei stood immobile as if an immobilization spell had been cast on him.

"Sang Lei, what’s the matter, even if defeated, you can still speak, can’t you?" Wang Xing said anxiously.

"Hehe," the braided man chuckled softly, "Boss Wang, your Sang Lei will never speak again because he’s already dead."

"What!" Wang Xing was shocked. Doubtingly, he lightly touched Sang Lei’s massive body, only for it to collapse with a booming thud. It was then that Wang Xing noticed that at some unknown moment, there was an extremely fine cut on Sang Lei’s throat, clearly severing his windpipe.

Fear was Wang Xing’s first reaction. But following the fear was an immense thrill. He danced with joy, thinking that if one person was already so fierce, five working together could not only deal with Su Xuan but probably even eliminate an entire platoon.

"You truly live up to your reputation indeed. However, I would like to witness personally how you kill Su Xuan. Would it be possible to fulfill this request?" Wang Xing asked tentatively.

The short man pondered for a moment, "That’s possible, but it will cost more."

"No problem," Wang Xing replied briskly, "as long as you kill Su Xuan, I’ll transfer the money to your Swiss bank account immediately."

With a mutual understanding, both parties, after agreeing on everything, revealed knowing smiles.

As for Sang Lei, who had died on the ground, no one would give him another glance.

Meanwhile, after leaving the VIP room of Bright Moon Building, Lai Feilong and Lai Shiyi discussed acquiring Fenghua Group.

"Old Lai, the assets of Fenghua Group are roughly estimated at about six billion. Are you really going to give such a huge amount of money to Su Xuan?" Lai Shiyi asked, brow furrowed.

By all logic, his role was merely the Lai family’s financial advisor; he wasn’t qualified to manage the Lai family’s affairs.

The key was that his relationship with Lai Feilong was exceptionally close. He had been raised by Lai Feilong since he was a baby, and to some extent, the two shared a father-son bond. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Haha," Lai Feilong didn’t answer the question directly but instead countered, "Shiyi, how much do you think this old life of mine is worth?"

Lai Shiyi was startled, and said perplexedly, "Old Lai, how can you say that? Even if it costs all the Lai family’s assets, it’s not as important as your life."

"Well, that settles it then. My life was saved by Su Xuan. Shouldn’t I help him acquire the family property he was swindled out of? Besides, Su Xuan is definitely a man of integrity and loyalty. I believe that one day you two will become good friends," Lai Feilong said sharply.

Lai Shiyi pondered thoughtfully, "You’re saying he saved you, that time you went to the Cannibal Tribe to explore exotic foods and got captured?"

"Yes!" Lai Feilong reminisced, "It wasn’t until I met Su Xuan that I realized food could taste so good."

Lai Shiyi was speechless; it seemed Lai Feilong wasn’t at all scared by the fact he had nearly been eaten, instead savoring the pleasure of other culinary experiences even more.

"But I always feel that this Su Xuan is too flashy, too unreliable," Lai Shiyi shared his doubts.

"That’s because you don’t understand him," Lai Feilong replied, and added, "Perhaps even I don’t understand him completely, because he is not an ordinary person."

Hearing such high praise from someone he respected like a father was a first for Lai Shiyi, yet, despite his experience, he couldn’t see what was so extraordinary about Su Xuan.

As for what Lai Feilong and Lai Shiyi discussed, Su Xuan didn’t care; he was only interested in the outcome.

He wanted to acquire Fenghua Group partly to take revenge on the Wang family father and son, and partly as a tribute to his own father’s feelings, since Fenghua Group had encapsulated all of his father’s efforts.

With that, the matter was temporarily settled, and Su Xuan had wanted to use the opportunity to spend some tender moments with Chen Wanqing.

However, what he hadn’t expected was that the multimillion-dollar meal really sold out, turning all previous skeptics of Ming Yue Building into curious onlookers, which directly led to an instant full house at the building.

Unlike last time, although they knew they couldn’t taste Su Xuan’s cooking, they were eager to try the skills of the other chefs who could create a multimillion-dollar meal.

Seeing Chen Wanqing frantic, Su Xuan knew there would be no chance for intimacy today.

The only thing that made him somewhat happy was that, after today’s events, all the Ming Yue Building staff, including Zhao Xiaoyi, who had been the most displeased with him, had completely changed their attitudes toward him.

Regardless of what the employees were doing, whenever they saw Su Xuan, they would stop their tasks and sincerely call out, "Brother Su."

This newfound respect was extremely gratifying to Su Xuan, who sat in the lobby feeling bored and inexplicably restless.

"What’s wrong with me today? Why do I keep having this bad feeling?" Su Xuan pondered as he sat there.

Every time he felt this way, something bad happened, and although everything had gone smoothly today, he couldn’t think of anything that might threaten him.

"Hey, you better let go of me first," Chen Wanqing glanced around nervously, then said helplessly, "Can’t you think about something else? Today you’re the center of attention, wherever you go people notice you - you should head back. Maybe tomorrow when there are fewer people around, I might treat you well."

"Really?" Su Xuan’s eyes lit up. Embracing Chen Wanqing, he stood up, his heart suddenly throbbing intensely, his sense of foreboding growing even stronger.