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The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce Chapter 471

Chapter 471 - Get In the Back Row

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

‘The Sword God couldn’t help but turn around and look at Netherworld. “Hello, King of Killers. I’m very honored to meet you again.”

His voice was sonorous and strong, and it was very firm. His eyes that were looking at Netherworld were shining with light, and it was an expression of reverence and gratitude. This man wearing a golden mask was the person who had pulled him back from the gates of Hell back then.

Netherworld did not react to the Sword God’s greeting at all. It treated him as air and instead looked at the Healer beside him.

The Sword God was not embarrassed and took the initiative to introduce, “The one who got into the car with you just now was the Healer known as the Miracle Doctor. The one sitting in the front passenger seat is the current boss of the hacker alliance, Night God. I believe you should have heard of these

two.”

“The boss of the hacker alliance? Night God? Ha!” Netherworld sneered.

The Sword God pointed at himself, “Netherworld, I’m…”

“Go to the back row immediately, or I’ll kill you.” Suddenly, Netherworld spoke. He did not say it to the Sword God, but to the Night God, who was typing on the computer. Although his voice was very calm, it was filled with a thick killing intent.

The Sword God was a little stunned. He looked at the Night God who was typing on the keyboard and did not understand why Netherworld did not like him so much and insisted that he go to the back row. Could it be that he could not sit in the same row as the Healer?

In an instant, the atmosphere in the car became tense, and a smell of a fight started to fill the air.

The Night God was wearing a black mask, and he had unexpectedly changed into a gray cap today. Most of the mask was blocked by the shadow of the cap’s brim. Seeing that he did not react for a long time, a killing intent erupted from Netherworld and rushed towards the Night God. One could even smell

the blood.

However, Netherworld was unmoved. He sneered coldly. “I’l say it again. Get in the back row immediately. Don’t hinder my private chat with the Healer. We still have a lot of things to cooperate with in this operation.”

Looking at Netherworld, the Sword God revealed a fanboy face. It was too freaking domineering. Although Netherworld’s words were very arrogant, it suited his taste very well. Otherwise, how could he be the King of Killers?

However, Netherworld was after his good brother, the Night God. As a little fan, he naturally had to be the peacemaker. He blinked at the Night God and gave him a look. “Night God, why don’t you go sit at the back? The back row is coincidentally spacious, so no one will disturb you if you sit there

yourself.”

Because he was wearing a mask, no one could see the expression on the Night God’s face. However, from the cold aura on his body, it could be seen that he was still very dissatisfied with Netherworld. However, being angry was one thing, Faced with this King of Killers, no matter how unwilling he was, he

had to temporarily suppress it. Moreover, he was only a supporting role today, and the protagonist was still the Healer and Netherworld. In order to complete the mission, he could only swallow his anger. He did not say a word and carried the computer to the back row.

Only Netherworld and the Healer were left in the middle row. Netherworld specially leaned towards the Healer. Feng Qing didn’t mind it too much. After all, Netherworld was impotent now, so there was no danger even if he got close.

“Here, the panorama of the Duke’s Manor,” Night God said and handed a tablet to Feng Qing. Feng Qing had seen the panorama, so she gave it to Netherworld.

Netherworld only swiped the tablet twice and immediately said, “Hmph, no wonder you came to me. So it’s the Seven Extremes Array. It looks like it should be Madam Crimson Snow’s method. I’ve heard that she knows Qimen Dunjia. I didn’t expect it to be true.”

‘The moment that was said, the Sword God and the Night God looked at the Netherworld in surprise. This was because what he had said just now was the same as what Feng Qing had said when she looked at the panorama. She had pointed out the Seven Extremes Array.

“Netherworld, do you know that Madam Mingxue is Madam Crimson Snow?” The Sword God asked, “By the way, how do you know Qimen Dunjia? Can you teach me? If not, introduce me to a master. I promise to study hard and will improve every day.”

Regarding his question, Netherworld turned a deaf ear to it. He looked at the Healer and said, “Although the Seven Extremes Array is very powerful, it’s not difficult to break it. Now, I’ll tell you the method to break it. You’d better remember. Anyway, we can successfully dodge all the attacks and

arrangements while walking reversely inside. If we do it well, we can even reverse the Seven Extremes Array to hold back their own people. When the time comes, kill when you should and run when you should. Don’t take it too seriously.”

The Sword God and the Night God: “…”

The words that Netherworld had just said were actually the same as Feng Qing’s words. It felt like Netherworld was a recorder.

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

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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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