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The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce Chapter 121

Chapter 121 - Xie Jiuhan, Are You Polite?

His gaze pierced through the crowd and collided with Xie Jiuhan in the air. In an instant, two completely different temperaments clashed, and it was as if even space had frozen.

With just a look, the Sword God knew that Xie Jiuhan, who was killing crazily, was definitely one of the few powerful figures he had seen. Ever since he stopped going to the battlefield, it had been a long time since he had encountered such a powerful expert. He felt that he could have a good fight today.

The Sword God rubbed his palms together in excitement. All his muscles were jumping, and the blood in his body was already boiling. He was born fond of fighting, and he yearned to fight, especially in life and death battles.

“Mr. Qingyi, I know you’re here. We’re all members of the organization. Why don’t we kill Xie Jiuhan together? As long as you’re willing, I can give you a billion.” The Sword God was in no hurry to make a move. Instead, he shouted loudly.

He didn’t know who Mr. Qingyi was, but he knew that Mr. Qingyi was very good at using poison. If he could pull him in, the two of them could deal with Xie Jiuhan together. It would definitely be safe.

“I’m a poison expert, not a fighting expert. The Ninth Master is so powerful, I won’t fight him,” Feng Qing replied in a man’s voice.

The Sword God shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. He was disappointed for Mr. Qingyi. It looked like Mr. Qingyi didn’t have the life to get rich. This time, he had come with the confidence to kill Xie Jiuhan. In order to get him to make a move, Xie Weiting had taken out all his wealth. After taking someone’s money, he had to help them get rid of the disaster. No matter how he looked at it, Xie Jiuhan had to die.

“Hahaha, Xie Jiuhan, the Sword God is here. Just wait to die! Xie Jiuhan, I want to chop off your four limbs and make you into a pupa to soak in the medicinal wine. I want you to beg for death. As for your delicate wife, she ruined my happiness, so I want to violate her again and again in front of you. I want you to watch helplessly as I torture her.” Xie Weiting shouted crazily like a lunatic.

Xie Jiuhan had no time to pay attention to him. He was surrounded by more than a hundred mercenaries. He jumped, hid, and counterattacked. His movements were natural and smooth, filled with an artistic feeling. It was as if killing was a very enjoyable thing for him.

There were countless injured and dead mercenaries. They had tried many methods of assault, but they were all useless. Xie Jiuhan was like a loach that slipped until they couldn’t touch him.

A mercenary took the chance and threw a grenade at Xie Jiuhan. As long as the grenade exploded nearby, thousands of steel balls could shoot Xie Jiuhan into a sieve.

“Hey, you dropped your things!” Xie Jiuhan’s cold voice sounded.

The mercenary’s expression froze. He raised his head and met Xie Jiuhan’s eyes. That bone-chilling gaze made his mind blank. In the next second, Xie Jiuhan released his grip and the grenade that was thrown just now returned to the mercenary’s hands.

Bang!

The mercenary’s idea succeeded. Someone had become a sieve, but it was him. Because the location of the explosion was relatively narrow, the steel balls from the explosion instantly killed dozens of mercenaries nearby.

Xie Weiting was anxious. He didn’t expect that so many people couldn’t kill Xie Jiuhan, in the end, most of his people were killed by him. Xie Jiuhan, are you polite?

“Trash, a bunch of useless people. What international mercenary? I have to do it myself!” Xie Weiting roared.

Before he could finish his sentence, he picked up a rocket launcher and bombarded Xie Jiuhan regardless of the number of mercenaries in front of him.

Bang, bang…

Several rockets exploded in succession, and dozens of mercenaries received their bentos without even letting out a scream. The places that had been bombarded were all burning with flames.

Looking at the fallen mercenaries, the Sword God and the other mercenaries looked at Xie Weiting with ugly expressions. Their brothers had been killed by their employer, and it had touched their bottom line.

Xie Weiting didn’t care about the mercenaries’ attitude. It was just a few mercenaries who had died. He would just give them another sum of money.

“Is Xie Jiuhan dead? That was a rocket, he must have died. I succeeded, hahaha…” Xie Weiting smiled sickly.

Amidst the flames, a slender and elegant figure slowly appeared. Under the contrast of the flames, it was as if a demon had walked out of hell. Xie Jiuhan coughed lightly and removed his burning clothes. Seeing that he was not dead, Xie Weiting’s laughter stopped abruptly as if someone had strangled his neck.

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

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