My Wife, The Ice Queen President

“Brother, be careful!”

“Ah Xiong, watch your back.”

The two women were scared out of their wits.

In contrast, Tang Ning beside them remained utterly calm.

“Don’t be so tense, just relax,” said Tang Ning with her arms crossed, leaning against the sofa like she was watching a movie.

“They all have knives!” Ye Yangyang was so frightened she was about to cry.

She had only just met her brother, what if something happened to him, what would she do then?

“Let’s call the police,” Yang Xinyi said as she quickly pulled out her phone.

Tang Ning grabbed her hand and said, “Don’t worry, one finger from your brother-in-law is enough to deal with this trash.”

They didn’t know that Tang Ning was very familiar with Ye Xiong’s capabilities.

Back then, when she was kidnapped by that monster, it took dozens of armed police to dare to confront it. Her brother-in-law took it down single-handedly. If he could take down such a monster, then these guys hiding their faces, afraid to see the light, were nothing.

Yang Xinyi had also heard about Ye Xiong causing a stir solo at Fuhua Hotel, how he had overcome so many of He Haodong’s men. He definitely wasn’t an ordinary person. With this thought, she felt more at ease.

At the scene, Ye Yangyang was the most worried.

Whoosh!

The first slash of the knife, carrying a fierce breeze, came slicing down.

Ye Xiong sidestepped, avoiding it, and like lightning locked the assailant’s arm.

There was a snap, and the arm of the masked man was dislocated. He seized the man’s hand and used his body to block the second knife aimed at himself.

Hiss.

The second masked man’s knife struck his own brother.

While he was distracted, Ye Xiong kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying three to four meters away, toppling several tables and struggling to get up for quite some time.

In less than five seconds, two menacing masked men were deprived of their ability to fight.

“Tough nut, be careful.”

Zhang Meng gripped his knife tightly, cautioning the remaining two brothers.

Ye Xiong picked up a chair next to him and strode forward.

The remaining two masked men, very much in sync, attacked together.

These two, evidently often cooperated and coordinated very well. It wouldn’t be easy for an ordinary expert to take them down.

Unfortunately, they met Ye Xiong, a guy known as Reaper.

After only a couple of evasions, Ye Xiong smashed the chair over them, breaking it into pieces, before moving towards the last masked man.

The last masked man was naturally Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng regretted everything. He had never expected to face such a strong opponent. His four men, who had killed countless in the past, were both skilled and ferocious, far above any ordinary thugs, yet they were no match for him.

“Just who the hell are you?” asked Zhang Meng, astounded.

“You dared to bring people to slash me without even finding out who I am. It seems your head’s a bit foggy. Let me enlighten you,” Ye Xiong said, advancing undeterred.

To attack a skilled knife-wielder in such a way was the act of either a fool or someone with immense confidence.

Obviously, Ye Xiong was the latter.

Zhang Meng gritted his teeth, his cleaver slicing fiercely through the air.

Having his men beaten up like this, if he turned and ran, he could no longer hang out in this circle.

Moreover, he was confident in his own skills. Over the years, at least thirty if not fifty experts had died under his blade. He refused to believe that with his many years of knife practice, he couldn’t beat someone unarmed and unguarded.

However, reality dealt him a harsh slap in the face.

No sooner had he managed less than five slashes, his opponent locked his wrist and effortlessly seized the knife, placing it against his neck.

Zhang Meng was trained in martial arts and knew how great the gap in strength must be for his knife to be taken during a flurry of slashes.

“Tell me, who sent you to kill me?” Ye Xiong asked coldly.

“In our line of work, sooner or later we all come to expect such an end. If I betray my employer, how can I continue to operate in the underworld?” Although Zhang Meng was very afraid, he still refused to answer.

“Do you think loyalty is more important, or your life?” Ye Xiong asked with a smile.

“Of course, it’s loyalty…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Xiong swiftly moved his arm, gripping Zhang Meng’s neck tightly.

“If you’ve made up your mind, give your eyes a roll,” Ye Xiong tightened his grip.

Zhang Meng began to suffocate, his face turning beet red.

The sensation of being deprived of air coupled with the pain and compression on his neck brought him closer and closer to the brink of death.

The man before him kept an impassive face, and his hands showed no sign of stopping—every action of his indicated that if Zhang Meng did not reveal the truth, he would indeed meet Lord Yama.

What is the greatest fear in life?

It is to watch helplessly as one walks step by step towards death.

As he neared the limit of endurance with no sign of his opponent loosening the grip, Zhang Meng could no longer bear it. He desperately tried to roll his eyes, but alas, he no longer had the strength even to do that.

Just as he seemed on the verge of death, his neck was released, and Zhang Meng gasped for air greedily.

“You have five seconds to tell me who your employer is,” Ye Xiong said.

“Dong Xuan, Ye Yuandong’s wife,” Zhang Meng hurriedly replied.

Ye Xiong had already guessed that Dong Xuan commissioned the hit. His question had been merely for confirmation.

“Death is too easy for you, but you won’t get away without punishment,” Ye Xiong said.

Quick as a flash, Ye Xiong grabbed Zhang Meng’s wrist and twisted it with force.

With his arm dislocated, Zhang Meng dripped with sweat from the pain but did not utter a single moan.

“Didn’t expect you’d have it in you. Go back and tell that bitch Dong Xuan that sooner or later I’ll pay her a visit with a big cucumber to settle the account. Get lost.”

Zhang Meng, along with his four injured subordinates, rolled and crawled away.

Only then did Ye Yangyang hurry over and asked, “Brother, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, it’s nothing.” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

Tang Ning and Yang Xinyi also came running over.

Seeing that Tang Ning had been calm throughout, Ye Yangyang suddenly got a bit angry and said, “You already knew brother was great at martial arts. Why didn’t you tell me? You had me worried for nothing.”

“You’re just too dumb,” Tang Ning replied, tossing her a disdainful look as she laughed, “If I didn’t already know your brother-in-law can fight, do you think I would have stayed so calm? I would have skedaddled before they even started fighting.”

Ye Xiong broke into a sweat.

This sister-in-law of his was really too heartless!

Yang Xinyi broke into a sweat.

Where was her cousin’s sense of propriety?

“Did you find out who sent someone to kill you?” asked Yang Xinyi with concern.

“Dong Xuan,” Ye Xiong said coldly.

“It’s really her. Does this woman really want to completely eliminate us siblings?” Ye Yangyang said indignantly.

“She thinks by killing us, the Ye Family wealth will fall into her hands. This woman is really blinded by greed,” Ye Xiong paused, then suddenly asked, “Yangyang, at the jewelry exhibition, will Dong Xuan be there?”

“The entire jewelry exhibition was her initiative; of course, she will be there.

“Then at the jewelry exhibition, we’ll thoroughly settle our scores with her from these past years,” Ye Xiong clenched his fists tightly.