My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 96 Life and Death Crisis

"That depends on whether your performance can satisfy me," she said.

Chen Wanqing stood up, gave Su Xuan a seductive look, and then went about her business.

In the busy Bright Moon Building, Su Xuan did nothing and seemed like an idle person, realizing there was no easy benefit to gain, he patted his butt and walked towards the door.

"Bang Bang!" Just as he stepped out, Su Xuan felt his heart suddenly twitch violently, and his bad premonition grew stronger.

"What in the world is going on? Could something bad be happening?" Su Xuan furrowed his brows, then burst out laughing the next moment, "Haha, bring on whatever danger there is, I, Su Xuan, have never been afraid."

Having come to this understanding, Su Xuan hailed a taxi as usual and sped towards the Songzhou Garden Community where he lived.

The predictability of Su Xuan’s movements could be detected by anyone paying a bit of attention.

If it were someone else, they might have avoided danger, but Su Xuan, a descendant of the Military God, baptized in gunfire, chose to face it head-on.

Only by completely resolving the danger could there be true safety; avoiding it would never solve any problems. This principle had always guided Su Xuan’s actions.

"Dude, be careful when driving, watch out for spike strips that might puncture the tires," Su Xuan reminded as he got into the car.

"Haha!" the driver laughed loudly, disdainfully saying, "I’ve been driving a cab for almost ten years and have never encountered such a thing. You’ve been watching too many crime films."

Su Xuan smiled silently, then closed his eyes to rest in the back seat of the taxi.

The driver gave Su Xuan a look as if he were crazy, then expertly started the taxi and quickly sped towards the Songzhou Garden Community.

The trip was uneventful; there was not even the usual traffic jam, and the driver, seeing Su Xuan almost asleep in the back seat, grew even more disdainful.

Songzhou Garden Community was originally a high-end neighborhood, well-situated but somewhat desolate and rarely visited by outsiders.

Just as the taxi was only a kilometer away from the community, Su Xuan, who seemed asleep, suddenly woke up and yelled, "Stop the car!"

Screech!

With a harsh braking sound, the startled driver instinctively stopped the car and looked around but, seeing nothing unusual, couldn’t help but curse, "Are you getting out or not? If not, get out now. What’s with all the fuss."

Su Xuan ignored the driver, stealthily glanced outside through the car window, and relaxed only after making sure he saw no suspicious reflections.

"You can go now, and don’t look back, pretend you never saw me today," Su Xuan got out of the cab, threw a hundred yuan to the driver, then shouted, "Shouldn’t you five friends show yourselves now?"

The driver looked around bewildered, seeing no one, he was just about to curse when five black figures appeared from seemingly nowhere about twenty meters away on either side of the road.

All five were dressed in camo gear that blended very well with the surroundings. If they were lying still, they’d be nearly impossible to detect without close observation.

"Damn, how did he spot us?" the short black man in the lead muttered under his breath, exchanging glances with his four companions before they quickly surrounded Su Xuan from five directions.

Observing their well-coordinated, methodical movements, Su Xuan’s heart sank, feeling a sense of familiarity, but couldn’t recall where he had seen them before.

At this moment, realizing something was wrong, the driver slammed on the accelerator, trying to leave in a hurry, but only made it five meters before hearing a "bang"—clearly the tire had burst.

Su Xuan glanced pityingly at the taxi, whose front two wheels were deflated, yet still trying to run.

"So, you are Su Xuan," the short man said, feeling ignored, the anger apparent in his words.

Su Xuan smiled faintly, "Since you know my name, shouldn’t you also furnish yours?"

The long-haired man tossed his hair, revealing a smile he thought charming, but his entirely black face, with only the whites of his eyes and teeth visible, did nothing to enhance his appeal, "Starving Wolf Mercenary."

"Oh, it’s you," Su Xuan had an epiphany, "To have hired the top five mercenaries from Africa to kill me, Wang Xing must have paid a heavy price."

"Since you’ve heard of the Starving Wolf Mercenaries’ reputation, are you going to kill yourself, or shall we do it?" The long-haired man, clearly proud of his reputation, pressed on.

"It should be you who ought to be considering suicide," Su Xuan shook his head, "As mercenaries, you must have heard that Huaxia is off-limits to mercenaries. Since you’ve come here seeking death, don’t blame me for not being polite."

"Hmph!"

The long-haired man scoffed disdainfully, showing his impulsive nature, stepped forward, "If the Military God said that, it might carry some weight, but in a while, you’ll be just a dead man."

"Military God? Hah."

When Su Xuan heard the name, he couldn’t help but laugh, not expecting the Military God to have such a renowned reputation. As a disciple who surpassed his master, he felt a bit proud.

Su Xuan’s calm demeanor put great pressure on the long-haired man.

Despite the pressure, he was more confident in his own skills, "No matter why you’re laughing, you’re doomed today. Let me finish you off."

Whoosh!

As he spoke, the long-haired man moved his feet and rapidly charged toward Su Xuan, attacking with a peculiar technique that didn’t target Su Xuan directly but his side instead.

"Is this the strength of the Starving Wolf Mercenary?" Su Xuan frowned slightly, sensing intuitively that the move was a feint. Most crucially, the attacking posture of the long-haired man had no follow-up moves.

All the actions here were perfectly captured by high-definition cameras installed in the surrounding trees.

In his own villa, Wang Xing, with eyes as dead as a fish, stared at the monitor, his expression excited, hands tightly clutching the clothes on his thighs, his face blooming red as if he were an old man who had been constipated for a long time.

"Su Xuan, this time you’re definitely finished," Wang Xing muttered to himself as he watched Su Xuan on the video. He vividly remembered that his hired bodyguard was mysteriously killed by the long-haired man.

The reason was still beyond his understanding.

"What on earth does he want to do?"

A flicker of doubt crossed Su Xuan’s mind. Accustomed to aggression, he didn’t retreat but rushed forward even faster to deal with the long-haired man.

Whoosh! Su Xuan was slightly faster than the long-haired man. His hand shaped like a claw aimed directly at the long-haired man’s throat. He was confident that with his strength, even if the man’s neck was made of stone, he could still crush it.

"Bring it on!"

The long-haired man bellowed, and surprisingly did not dodge or flinch from Su Xuan’s large hand, letting his throat meet it. Just as Su Xuan’s hand was half an inch from his throat, the long-haired man suddenly flicked his hair.

Whoosh! A head of hair, which was anything but elegant, swirled toward Su Xuan’s face. If Su Xuan caught hold of the long-haired man’s throat, his face would definitely be shrouded by this hair.

If it were anyone else’s hair, Su Xuan wouldn’t dodge. However, this long-haired man made him feel peculiar.

But facing the opportunity to kill the long-haired man, Su Xuan would surely not miss it; he accelerated his hand swiftly downward, about to grasp the long-haired man’s throat.

At that moment, not only did the long-haired man not show any panic, but the four Black men around him didn’t come to help, even showing disdainful smiles on their faces.

This was definitely not normal.

"Starving Wolf Mercenary" — the name implied that while they were ruthless, they were also extremely united. Seeing a comrade in peril, they wouldn’t just stand by.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Su Xuan used his peripheral vision to scan the hair in front of him and shockingly discovered a deeply hidden shimmer within the strands.

Such a glow could not possibly have come from hair; the only material that could reflect such light was metal.

"How despicable."

With a shock in his heart and seeing the shimmering light just five centimeters from his throat, Su Xuan knew it was impossible to retreat or defend with his hands.

As a battle-hardened Special Soldier, any mistake in battle meant death, for the opponent would definitely not miss this chance.

"Die," said the long-haired man, cruelty flashing in his eyes and a smile on his face. He was extremely confident in the hidden weapon in his hair, believing that even the legendary Military God from Huaxia could not evade such a close stealth attack.

This was how it ended! All five Starving Wolf Mercenaries felt a touch of disappointment, as Su Xuan seemed far too weak in their eyes.

Inside Wang Xing’s villa.

"Hahaha, Su Xuan, you always pride yourself as a master, right? Let me tell you, in this world, personal skill is utterly useless in the face of enormous amounts of money. With just one-hundredth of the money from your father, I can find plenty of your so-called masters to work for me," Wang Xing laughed arrogantly, finally relaxing and moving his gaze away from the monitor to down a glass of red wine in one gulp.

Su Xuan also cursed himself for being careless; life in the city had become too comfortable and he had faced too many worthless opponents, forcing him to hide his real capabilities.

Faced with a life-and-death crisis, not only did Su Xuan feel no panic, but his mind became clearer than ever. This was indeed the basic quality that enabled him to grow from an ordinary student to surpass the Military God.