My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox
Chapter 218: Choose One of the Three

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Choose One of the Three

The person sitting in the seat of honor inside was none other than Lin Jiao’s first love, Song Yang, the scam artist from Northern Myanmar.

At this moment, Song Yang looked full of himself, with one foot on the stool, arrogantly eating deep-fried skewers.

Surrounding him were seven or eight people.

He lifted his head and glanced coldly at Wu Xia, then his eyes widened in shock, and he abruptly stood up from his stool.

"Wu... Wu Xia..."

"Wow, big brother, you know each other!" Liu Hu hadn’t seen Wu Xia, who had already resumed his original appearance, and said helplessly as he turned his head around, "I even gave him a new name, afraid that you’d get mad!"

"Hey, that’s not right!" Liu Hu suddenly snapped back to reality: "Big brother, the Wu Xia you know isn’t Guardian God, is he? How could it possibly be... Ah! Mama mia!"

Liu Hu, seeing Wu Xia standing behind him, got so scared that he collapsed onto the ground.

"This... this is really happening!"

Wu Xia’s face was always with a smile, as he calmly looked at Liu Hu: "Genuine as can be!"

Song Yang, by now, was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground with a bang.

"Wu Xia, Xia, I was wrong, please hear me out, I never thought of using your fame to do evil, I wanted to establish a banner for you!"

"That way, when you come back, you’d have a place to stay too!"

"Hehe," Wu Xia let out a cold laugh, "By your logic, should I thank you then?"

"Ah, no need!" Song Yang hastened to wave his hands, nervously saying, "This is also to make up for the mistakes I’ve made, I wanted to be friends with you!"

"Oh!" Wu Xia pursed his lips and led Yang Xue to sit down at a clean table beside them, paying no attention to Song Yang.

The entire loft was filled with an incredibly tense atmosphere, with everyone wondering about the exact relationship between Song Yang and Wu Xia.

And what was Wu Xia’s attitude now!

Soon, the boss brought the fried skewers; seeing the atmosphere off, he didn’t say a word and quickly left after setting them down, in a hurry to get downstairs.

In these changing times, he did not wish to court trouble.

Wu Xia also hadn’t eaten fried skewers outside of school for a long time, and he and Yang Xue started eating happily.

The two were like a couple in the throes of passionate love, playfully bantering as they ate.

This made everyone else envious, especially Song Yang, whose eyes were practically shooting flames.

But what could he do?

He could only keep his head down obediently, not daring to retort at all.

After Wu Xia and Yang Xue had almost finished eating, he looked up at Yang Xue: "Satisfied?"

"Hmm!" Yang Xue was lazily leaning back, her belly topped, "I’ve never been so full in my life!"

Wu Xia smiled faintly, "Next time you want to eat, I’ll bring you here!"

"Hmm!" Yang Xue’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she showed a feeling of happiness.

Wu Xia’s words were an acknowledgement of her status and an acceptance of her.

"Brother Long... Xia... Xia Guardian God!" Liu Hu was the most simple-minded, seeing that Wu Xia had finished eating, he eagerly opened his mouth to say, "Aren’t you and our big brother close as iron buddies? Tell him to stand up; he can’t keep kneeling!"

"Hmm!" Wu Xia nodded, turning his head to look at Song Yang: "It’s time to deal with you!"

Song Yang’s whole body trembled, his eyes filled with a killing aura, wishing he could tear apart Liu Hu’s mouth.

Wu Xia stood up and walked toward Song Yang: "The last time you tried to harm Jiaojao, I let that slide, but to think you got out so soon and came looking for me, don’t you think our fate is really good?"

"Ah, I didn’t, I’m not!" Song Yang hurriedly shook his head but then nodded again.

He didn’t even know how to respond.

Wu Xia gently patted Song Yang’s shoulder: "I hear you want to imitate me, play with many women, and then become the new Guardian God?"

"No, I’m not, I was just bragging!" Song Yang was trembling all over with fear.

He knew Wu Xia’s strength, he had only wanted to show off a little in this small place and eke out a living.

But he didn’t expect to run into Wu Xia just as he was starting.

"No worries, I’ll satisfy you!" Wu Xia’s words immediately caused Song Yang and everyone else to be taken aback.

"Ah?"

"What?"

But Song Yang quickly realized that Wu Xia would never be that kind-hearted; there must be a catch.

"How about this, I’ll give you five women, do you think that’s enough?"

Wu Xia said thoughtfully.

Song Yang quickly waved his hands, not daring to ask for a woman. Who knows what kind of woman Wu Xia would give him.

"Hey, how about this!" Wu Xia continued, "I’ll give you three options, and you choose one!"

"Option one, five beauties!"

"Option two, five million yuan!"

"Option three, death by dismemberment!"

Boom!

Song Yang was so frightened that his body trembled uncontrollably, and yellow liquid flowed out from his crotch. He had completely wet himself out of fear.

"Wu Xia, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again. Please let me go, really let me go!"

Song Yang desperately kowtowed to Wu Xia, "If you want to punish me, just break one arm, okay? Can I trade one arm for my life?"

Wu Xia looked at Song Yang coldly, "If you had this attitude last time, perhaps I might have forgiven you!"

"But now, it’s too late!"

"This is your last chance, three options, make your choice immediately, or I will choose for you!"

Wu Xia’s icy voice was like a death knell for Song Yang.

Song Yang’s face turned an ashen blue, and he clenched his teeth tightly, his body convulsing violently.

"I... I... I..."

He couldn’t finish a single sentence.

"Fine, then I’ll choose for you!" Wu Xia pursed his lips, about to speak, when Song Yang blurted out excitedly, "I choose the five million yuan!"

He was gambling, betting that Wu Xia would keep his promise.

Even if Wu Xia really wanted to kill him, he could at least get that much money and enjoy life before he died.

As for beauties, Song Yang had no interest at all. Facing death, who would think about beauties?

And it wasn’t even certain if they would be beauties!

"Alright!"

Wu Xia smiled slightly and then made a phone call to Sun Xujie, instructing him to have his subordinates in Hai City immediately bring over five million yuan.

Everyone was stunned.

Was he actually going to give money?

Song Yang was dumbfounded, feeling the joy of a narrow escape from death.

He calmed down, thinking that there wasn’t a deep hatred between himself and Wu Xia, who wouldn’t actually kill him.

It was just meant to teach him a lesson.

But he had forgotten that Wu Xia had no emotional attachment to him, why would he give him five million yuan?

Soon, Sun Xujie’s men delivered the money.

It was a large suitcase, bulging inside.

"Mr. Wu, this is what Mr. Sun sent for you. He said that five million was too little, so he packed fifty million!"

Boom!

"What?"

Everyone’s eyes widened.

What did fifty million mean?

It was a figure they couldn’t even dream of in their lifetimes.

"Very well, thank him for me!"

Wu Xia smiled faintly, then picked up the suitcase and tossed it in front of Song Yang.

"Come on, take your money, and let’s go!"

"What?"

Song Yang’s eyes widened in disbelief. Not daring to step forward to take the money, he quickly waved his hands.

"I don’t want it, I don’t want the money, please just spare my life, I beg you... ah..."

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