The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 178 [So It’s Ouyang Qingcheng] Fourth Update

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Chapter 178: Chapter 178 [So It’s Ouyang Qingcheng] Fourth Update

Fourth installment!

"Ah!"

The person behind was in complete panic, not expecting that without even a confrontation, Ye Chenfeng had taken control.

Indeed, just as Ye Chenfeng had anticipated, it was also a woman, clad in a black bodysuit, with a face colder than ice.

"Courting death!"

Ye Chenfeng flung his right hand forcefully, hurling the individual over from behind and smashing her heavily onto her dead companion, the handle of the fork embedded in her companion’s neck piercing through her throat! Both were thoroughly dead!

Who exactly was it? Who else was plotting to kill him? And to send two such experts!

Ye Chenfeng’s mind raced, but he then shouted towards the bathroom, "Hey, isn’t it time for you to come out? Your companions are waiting for you at King Yan’s place!"

Shortly after, another woman, also dressed in a black bodysuit, dragged Qiu Muran out of the bathroom. This woman wore an expressionless face and was shockingly holding a handgun, pushing it firmly against Qiu Muran’s delicate neck.

"Oh my, can you be gentler? Look what you’ve done to such a beautiful lady! Can you loosen your grip a bit?" Ye Chenfeng hastily said.

However, what left him speechless was the calm in Qiu Muran’s eyes, as if she was not scared at all, her beautiful eyes taking an interested measure of him. It was unclear if she could actually see him clearly in the dark.

Perhaps Ye Chenfeng’s words had an effect; the woman’s grip weakened significantly, and Qiu Muran’s more relaxed demeanor made it clear she felt much more comfortable.

This was the opportunity!

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes lit up fiercely, and he spat out a spark of fire.

"Uh-ah..."

The cigarette butt in Ye Chenfeng’s mouth struck the woman’s gun-holding wrist with precision, and the woman cried out in pain as the handgun in her hand was instantly knocked away.

"Bang!"

The next second, Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of her, his right elbow raised, a spray of blood gushing from her mouth, followed by a slap that completely destroyed her brain, causing only internal damage without any external injury from Ye Chenfeng’s perfectly controlled strength.

Clean and efficient, he had killed the assassin without any hesitation!

"So powerful!" The person in the dark was also hastily retreating.

Ye Chenfeng glanced out of the window in a certain direction, his lips curving into a hard, cold arc.

"Ah? You... you killed someone?" This was Qiu Muran’s first reaction after snapping back to reality.

Ye Chenfeng waved his hand, "They’re not dead, just knocked out!"

"Wait for me! Go take a bath!"

Without further explanation, Ye Chenfeng roughly pushed Qiu Muran into the bathroom and turned on the water.

Five minutes later, Qiu Muran emerged from the bathroom to find the previously chaotic room now clean and tidy; the three bodies had vanished without a trace, and a lingering fragrance wafted through the air.

"Ah?"

Qiu Muran was stunned. Ye Chenfeng was too efficient. She grew even more curious about him; his skills were terrifying. Those three women were definitely not ordinary and even had a gun.

"Where are those people?" Qiu Muran couldn’t tell if the three were unconscious or dead.

But deep in her heart, she believed that Ye Chenfeng had indeed killed someone!

Ye Chenfeng looked at her and said, "I killed them!"

"Ah? You... you really killed... killed someone?" Qiu Muran’s lips trembled.

"Now, tell me, why are you here?" Ye Chenfeng asked, voicing his doubts.

"Isn’t it because of the text you sent me?" Qiu Muran spoke shyly, handing over her phone.

Reading the text message, Ye Chenfeng realized everything.

Chu Xuanyu, that bastard, had thrown his hands into the hot spring and then used Ye Chenfeng’s phone to lure Qiu Muran here under his name.

It was lucky that the three female assassins had appeared in advance and knocked Chu Xuanyu unconscious, or who knows what might have happened.

"Damn, Chu Xuanyu dares to lay a finger on my woman. He’s asking for trouble!" From Qiu Muran’s reaction to the text message, it seemed she might have taken a liking to him.

Ye Chenfeng nodded in agreement but then did not return to his own room. Instead, he headed to Chu Qingxue’s room and knocked.

"Hello, who is it?" After a moment, a probing voice came from behind the door.

"I’m your husband!" Ye Chenfeng called out directly.

"Ye Chenfeng, you bastard!" The angry scolding of Chu Qingxue came from the other side of the door; it was the middle of the night, and Ye Chenfeng was disturbing her.

"Haha..." Ye Chenfeng laughed joyfully, guessing he must have interrupted Chu Qingxue’s sweet dreams.

But that also put his mind at ease. He had only come to make sure Chu Qingxue was alright, and if she could still yell, she was definitely okay.

...

In the luxuriously unmatched palace room of Sky Pavilion.

Ouyang Qingcheng’s bewitching eyes showed hints of languidness as she lay gently on the bed, propping her gorgeous face with her hand.

"Master, all three Blood Spirit Death Warriors are dead! Isn’t the price too high just to test Ye Chenfeng?" Bai Jie asked cautiously.

"Giggles... Was it not worth it? Didn’t we find out? With all three Blood Spirit Death Warriors dead, isn’t that enough to prove a point?" Ouyang Qingcheng laughed and questioned in return.

Bai Jie immediately nodded, "Master, I understand!"

"Little boyfriend, what exactly is your identity? You really keep me hanging!" Ouyang Qingcheng murmured to herself, "Right, Bai Jie, what do you think about the video transmitted from the Blood Spirit Death Warriors? Could Ye Chenfeng be the man in the black mask that night?"