??491: Chapter 480: The Agent
491: Chapter 480: The Agent
“Damn, that woman faked her death,” Song Yun angrily lit a cigarette and said.
“Son of a bitch, we need to take her out tonight, fooling
like that.
She’s insane.”
“I can’t really get involved in your affairs, but her current address is right here on this paper, and it seems she still has so connection with the Fierce Tiger’s Regent King, Da Long,” Assassin said coldly, his eyes emitting a chill.
“If we’re not going to do it, let’s not do it at all, but if we are, let’s make it final.”
“I understand.
Thanks for this, I’ll treat you to dinner soti,” Song Yun said.
“Dinner is a small matter; you better go back and plan how you are going to kill this woman,” Assassin waved his hand and said.
“Since there’s nothing more, you should leave.
I’ve got things to do too.”
Song Yun nodded, then drove straight to the headquarters and imdiately called a eting with all the top managent.
Since Zhao Yan took Song Yuxue out today, only he was absent.
Tapping his finger on the tabletop, Song Yun said, “You all might have heard about the incident where I was attacked at the hotel.
I called you here today to tell you that the woman who attacked
is not dead.”
“That’s impossible, boss, didn’t you say that woman was dead?” Li Tang asked with a frown.
“Last ti, because the situation was chaotic, I didn’t thoroughly check her vital signs.
Now it seems that the woman is not dead and she’s staying in a villa in the suburbs,” Song Yun said.
“This cancer must not be allowed to continue.”
“I’ll take her out tonight,” Black Flood Dragon said indifferently.
“I’ve been itching to finally do sothing, and here’s so good news.”
“Then I’ll rely on you.
I’m not feeling well right now and can’t handle such tasks,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“Rember, that woman is tricky.
Make sure to kill her and don’t give her any chance for revenge.”
“Got it,” Black Flood Dragon nodded.
“Now that I’ve told you everything, let’s adjourn the eting,” Song Yun clapped his hands.
“Black Flood Dragon, stay behind; the rest of you can go.”
After everyone else had left, Song Yun lit another cigarette and asked, “How’s life going with Xiao Hei recently?”
“Not too bad,” Black Flood Dragon said indifferently.
“But Xiao Hei has been thinking about marriage lately, which really makes
lancholic.”
“Well, since you two have already done everything else, just get married,” Song Yun said.
“Don’t forget my heritage; if the elders in our sect found out I married a woman from Japan, they’d fly over here to kill ,” Black Flood Dragon said gloomily.
“You and Xiao Hei are bound to get married sooner or later.
The elders will find out sooner or later, so just handle it wisely,” Song Yun flicked the cigarette ash.
“Now, let
tell you about that woman.”
“When that woman and I fought last ti, I roughly figured out her skills.
You don’t need to be afraid when fighting her—you’ll crush her.
But, be careful with her sneak attacks.”
“Alright, alright, just a petty assassin,” Black Flood Dragon said unconcernedly.
“And even if I can’t beat her, there aren’t many who can catch
when I run.”
“Good to know.
Just be careful,” Song Yun extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and patted Black Flood Dragon on the shoulder before walking out.
Having nothing else to do at headquarters and not wanting to return to school at this ti, he simply drove ho.
As he arrived, he found that Li Yueyue and Liu Ran had both co back too.
“Why are you both back so early today?
Aren’t you going to class this afternoon?” Song Yun asked after he had changed his clothes and ca downstairs.
“We might as well co ho since it’s all self-study classes,” Li Yueyue replied with a sneer.
“And you said you had sothing to do at noon and couldn’t have lunch with us at school.
So, ‘sothing to do’ ant coming ho, huh?”
“Heh,” Song Yun laughed dryly.
“Just kidding, I really had sothing to do, just ca back to check on things afterward.”
“Oh, really?” Li Yueyue looked doubtfully at Song Yun.
“Really.”
As Song Yun and Li Yueyue were arguing in the living room, Wangcai kept barking outside, indicating soone was approaching.
Song Yun opened the door and saw a man wearing a cap, reluctant to co in, standing outside the villa; a young woman with a good figure and pretty face stood beside him.
The man had a pair of black-frad glasses perched on his nose, and below his nose were two small mustaches, making him look quite artistic, like those seen on TV.
“Who might you two be?” Song Yun asked, not recognizing them.
“Is this Ms.
Liu Ran’s ho?” the mustached man asked with an awkward smile.
“Sir, could you please get the dog out of the way first?
The lady with
is afraid of dogs.”
“Oh, Wangcai, go out back and play by yourself,” Song Yun scolded, and Wangcai looked back at Song Yun with a reproachful gaze as if accusing him of breaking his promises.
What happened to all the grand promises of good tis together?
But after a stern glare from Song Yun, Wangcai trotted off to the backyard with a sowhat dejected silhouette.
“Thank you so much.
May I ask if Ms.
Liu Ran is at ho now?”
“Who are you?”
“Oh, silly , I’ve been here all this ti and haven’t introduced myself yet.
I’m Zhao Dong, my English na is Jack,” the mustached man bead with pride as if having an English na was a major point of pride.
Song Yun almost burst out laughing, “What kind of crap is that?
‘Jack’ and all, you’re as common as any Tom, Dick, or Harry in the West, no different from our ‘Ergou’, ‘Gousheng’, and the like, and you’re proud of that?”
“Sorry, Mr.
Zhao, but I don’t think I know you.
This is my ho, so if you have sothing to say, please say it at the door,” Song Yun said.
“I am the chief agent at Da Vinci Talent Company.
Our boss is very interested in Ms.
Liu Ran and would like to invite her to join our family,” Zhao Dong wore a smug expression that scread you should feel lucky to be chosen by us.
“Da Vinci?
Sorry, I’ve never heard of that.”
“No worries, we’re just here to discuss a potential contract with Ms.
Liu Ran,” Zhao Dong said with a smile.
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