Mistaking My Sister-In-Law for My Wife After Getting Drunk!

Chapter 518 A Strange Assassin

Xu Yang chuckled, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, I just saw the news and figured you definitely won’t escape legal punishment, so I called to see how you are, wishing you a pleasant life in prison!"

After finishing, Xu Yang hung up the phone.

"Bastard!"

Huang Baifu’s face turned ashen.

He finally understood that Xu Yang was behind all this.

But he couldn’t figure out how Xu Yang managed to do it.

Whether he wanted to understand it or not, he was destined to become a prisoner.

…

Sea Moon Island.

Xu Yang put down his phone, waiting for Zhao Yuxin to finish touching up her makeup before continuing with the wedding photoshoot.

This morning, the two of them found a local studio, picked out a wedding dress, confirmed the photographer, and then went out to take wedding photos.

It must be said, the seascape of Sea Moon Island was beautiful.

Shooting the wedding photos took two days.

The following days were spent enjoying themselves on Sea Moon Island.

That day, after returning to the hotel from a day out, Xu Yang’s phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar phone number, and from an unknown region at that.

Xu Yang answered the phone, only to hear a hoarse voice, "Mr. Xu, I’ve noticed you and your wife have been enjoying yourselves these past few days, and I truly didn’t want to disturb you, but for my mission, I have no choice but to call you."

Xu Yang knitted his brows, "Who are you?"

The other party said, "Who I am isn’t important. What’s important is that I could easily send your wife to her death at any moment. If you don’t want your wife to die, come immediately to the open-air café next to Coast Hotel. I’ll be waiting for you at the seat at the far left of the entrance."

Xu Yang’s face darkened, "Fine, I’ll be right there."

He didn’t know if the other person was bluffing, but since they had said so much, they must have some capability.

He suddenly remembered what Ma Yangrong had warned him about – to be careful of Hu Yaorong.

Hu Yaorong might very well hire someone to deal with him.

Xu Yang had indeed been worried about this previously.

But yesterday, after gaining the skills of a combat master, he no longer took it to heart.

Even if someone was sent to deal with him, he wasn’t afraid.

But now, this person was threatening him with Zhao Yuxin’s life.

Then, he had to resolve this matter once and for all.

After hanging up, Xu Yang explained a few things to Zhao Yuxin, then left the hotel and headed to the open-air café on the coast.

At the seat farthest to the left of the entrance, a man wearing a duckbill cap sat.

"Here you are, take a seat," the man said, pointing to the seat opposite him as Xu Yang arrived.

"Who exactly are you?" Xu Yang sat down.

"I am the assassin hired by Hu Yaorong to kill you. You can call me King of Hell; that’s my codename," the man said with a smile.

"You’re an assassin?" Xu Yang frowned but did not panic.

As long as no firearms were involved, he feared no one.

Moreover, the man calling him over like this probably didn’t intend to harm him then and there.

If he wanted to strike at Xu Yang, he would likely have done so unexpectedly, not asking him to come out and informing him of all this, especially not in such a public setting.

"Correct, I’m ranked thirtieth in the world’s assassin leaderboard. Out of a hundred, I am considered upper mid-tier. Although I’m not outstanding, I’m not terrible either. Killing an ordinary person is quite easy for me," the King of Hell said unabashedly, laying out his credentials.

"So, if you were hired by Hu Yaorong to kill me, why are you telling me all this? Is it to let me die knowing why?" Xu Yang asked, puzzled.

"It’s not about letting you die with that knowledge, it’s that I don’t want to kill you," the King of Hell shook his head.

"Why is that? If Hu Yaorong hired you, you must have been paid, right? If you don’t kill me, wouldn’t that be breaking the rules?" Xu Yang inquired.

"Never mind that. I was on a mission recently and got injured. I won’t be able to work as a hitman anymore. So, I plan to rip off Hu Yaorong, then live incognito as an ordinary person," the King of Hell explained.

Xu Yang was somewhat startled by this revelation.

And he wondered what Hu Yaorong would think if he knew about it.

"Even if you’re planning to swindle Hu Yaorong’s money, there’s no need to find me and tell me all this. There’s no benefit for you in this," Xu Yang added, clearly perplexed.

"I’m telling you this so you might give me a little something in return," the King of Hell said with a smile.

"I see," Xu Yang nodded. "You’ve swindled Hu Yaorong’s money and now you’re telling me about it, hoping to make some more from me to ensure a better life ahead."

The King of Hell snapped his fingers, "Right, that’s it. Are you willing to pay up?"

Xu Yang asked, "How much do you want?"

Paying to get rid of this problem was okay for him; after all, he wasn’t short of money.

The fact that the other party hadn’t attacked suddenly also meant he had indirectly escaped a calamity.

He wasn’t afraid for himself, but he was worried that Zhao Yuxin might get hurt.

"Hu Yaorong gave me one hundred million. You give me one hundred million too, no problem, right?" the King of Hell said.

"No problem," Xu Yang agreed without hesitation.

One hundred million for peace of mind was totally worth it.

"Transfer it," the King of Hell placed his phone in front of Xu Yang, displaying a bank account number on the screen.

Without a second word, Xu Yang immediately took out his phone, logged into his mobile banking, and transferred one hundred million.

The King of Hell, having received the money, smiled contentedly, "I didn’t expect making money to be this easy. Previously, while carrying out missions outside, it was always do or die, and I never made a few hundred million. A little greed, and now two hundred million land straight in my lap."

Xu Yang gave a wry smile, "I hope you’ll keep your word."

The King of Hell nodded, "Don’t worry, now that I’ve taken the money, I won’t take action. I’m a little curious, though, what are you going to do about Hu Yaorong?"

A cold light flickered in Xu Yang’s eyes, "Since he’s sent someone to kill me, of course, I won’t let him off easily. He’ll spend the last years of his life in prison."

"I’ve checked your background," the King of Hell continued, "and all who have opposed you have met with bad ends. It seems I was right to come to you for money. I don’t wish to be against you either. The way you took Luo Yong hostage last night—I saw it all. Frankly, the skills you displayed were alarming.

Even injured me wouldn’t necessarily be able to beat you, and that’s another reason I gave up this mission."

Xu Yang said, "You definitely can’t beat me."

In this respect, he had absolute confidence.

The System’s Master Combat Skill was not for show.

When it came to personal combat skills, he feared no one.

The King of Hell raised an eyebrow, "Interesting, you are quite an enigma. My investigation shows you have no martial arts training background, yet somehow you’ve developed such skill."

Xu Yang merely smiled and offered no explanation.

He didn’t bother making up excuses.

They were meeting for the first time, after all, and the other person was a hitman.

Not a friend, so there was no need to say too much.

"Alright, I’m off," the King of Hell stood up and left.

"What a strange hitman," Xu Yang watched the King of Hell’s retreating figure and shook his head, then he took out his phone and dialed Ma Yangrong’s number.

The call connected quickly.

Xu Yang went straight to the point, "Hu Yaorong has sent a hitman after me."