The flash marriage husband turned out to be a domineering president of hundreds of billions

Chapter 973 Ye Boxiong vomits blood due to extreme anger.

"Okay, I can agree to that. However, I have one request!"

Lu Wanqing gritted her teeth, recalling the elusive figures that appeared and disappeared at night.

"Tell me your request!"

Ji Xiuhan was immediately overjoyed, and even his voice was filled with excitement.

"You're not allowed to stay with that friend anymore, and you're not allowed to contact those strange people at night! From now on, it'll just be the two of us, and we have to stay on the island with the most tourists and the best security!"

"of course can!"

Ji Xiuhan readily agreed, "Let's pack our things and leave this Lovers' Island right now!"

He couldn't be happier if it were like that.

Now that the crisis is over, he doesn't want the Wu family army standing by and delaying his relationship with Lu Wanqing.

Besides, with the Wu family army's capabilities, they have plenty of ways to protect them; there's no need to get close.

"If you can really do it, then let's stay for another two and a half days!"

Lu Wanqing stared into Ji Xiuhan's eyes and nodded firmly.

"No problem, honey! I'll check out right now and head straight to the capital of the Maldives!"

I heard it has the most luxurious hotels and is also the safest place, with troops patrolling everywhere!

Ji Xiuhan patted his chest and assured him.

The capital city has the largest population flow and is also guarded by troops, making it the safest choice.

On the other side, the bodyguards had received their return orders long ago, and their luggage was all packed, ready to depart.

But no matter how long they waited, they didn't see any movement from Ji Xiuhan and Lu Wanqing.

Until the very end, news suddenly came that they would not be leaving for the time being.

Everyone's hearts clenched instantly.

For the past ten days or so, they have been living in constant fear, their nerves on edge, each second feeling like an eternity.

This so-called tourist destination was nothing short of a nightmare for them. What's more, it was here that they lost their comrade-in-arms, Li Ruiwu.

Ningcheng.

Wang Youran and the others were also eagerly awaiting Ji Xiuhan and Lu Wanqing's return.

At 10 a.m., Wang Youran received a text message from Lu Wanqing saying that she would not reply for the time being and that she needed to finish the rest of her schedule.

Wang Youran readily agreed, saying the 30,000 yuan travel fee hadn't been wasted.

But Li Yue'e and Grandpa Ji frowned deeply, cursing Ji Xiuhan in their hearts!

Meanwhile, in the capital city.

The man hadn't slept a wink all night, just puffing on one cigar after another, his brow furrowed in worry.

"That good-for-nothing Hu Jinlong actually failed, and even lost his life..."

What should I do now?

He scratched his hair in frustration, his eyes bloodshot.

"No, I can't give up like this! They still have three days before they leave, I'll go contact the others now!"

These last three days must be the most relaxing time for them!

Around 10 a.m., the man finally picked up his phone again and dialed a number.

But as soon as the call connected, a firm refusal came from the other end: "Sorry, we dare not take on this task. You'd better find someone else!"

The man flew into a rage, “I can double the price! Three billion! As long as you complete the mission, you’ll never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of your lives!”

"Sorry, no amount of money will help."

The person on the other end of the phone coldly uttered a sentence and then slammed the call down.

"Damn it! You don't even have the guts to accept orders!"

The man's forehead veins bulged, and he cursed loudly before angrily dialing another number.

The result was the same; the cold rejection came again: "Sorry, please find someone else. We cannot take on this task!"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was hung up again.

"Assholes! They're all bastards!"

The man continued to dial the number while cursing, unwilling to give up.

He made five or six calls in a row, but no one dared to answer. He could hear the deep panic in their voices.

One of them even screamed on the phone: "Don't be delusional! No matter how much money you offer, no one will dare to take the job!"

The entire industry had already spread the word: that man was a killing machine! Whoever went to him was doomed; no one could harm him in the slightest!

The man made every phone number he could, and the reward soared to five billion, but still no one dared to answer.

"How could this be?"

"Trash, it's all trash!"

"What kind of bullshit assassin world is this? It's full of cowardly cowards who are afraid of death!"

The man grew increasingly frightened, a chill running from his feet to the top of his head. He roared hysterically and began smashing things around the room.

Every item in the room was worth hundreds of thousands, but at this moment it became the garbage he used to vent his anger.

With a series of clanging and shattering sounds, the room quickly became a mess.

Ye's Hospital.

"Dad, I've contacted all of Uncle Niu's relatives and friends, but none of them know where he is, and there's not a single piece of news about him!"

Ye Haitao said nervously.

"Have you asked everyone?"

Ye Boxiong's voice trembled.

"I've asked them all, including Uncle Niu's son and daughter-in-law!"

"Has Lao Niu not contacted them in the past ten days or so?"

Not a single phone call!

"During this time, has Lao Niu sent any money home?"

Ye Boxiong suddenly remembered the 500 million yuan check he had given to Lao Niu.

"no!"

"He didn't send money to his son and daughter?"

Ye Boxiong trembled all over, and all the color drained from his face.

"Yes, Dad, what exactly happened?"

Ye Haitao looked at his father's pale face, his expression full of confusion.

"Go and check right now! Check this account and see if anyone has withdrawn a check for 500 million yuan!"

Ye Boxiong trembled as he gave out an account number.

"A check for five hundred million?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Go now!"

There are only two possibilities for why Lao Niu didn't give the 500 million yuan check to his family: either the mission failed and he's dead, or he absconded with the money.

Just two minutes later, Ye Haitao ran back with his phone in hand. "Dad, there haven't been any large sums of money flowing in or out of that account recently, and no one has used that 500 million check..."

Ye Boxiong swayed, a chill swept over him, and his heart sank to the bottom.

It seems his nightmare last night was real; Old Niu got into trouble and was killed by Ji Xiuhan!

Old Niu was utterly loyal to him, without the slightest hint of disloyalty. After accepting the mission, he didn't even touch the money and went straight to the Maldives.

Unfortunately, the mission failed, and he himself was also caught in the crossfire.

"puff!"

Ye Boxiong felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and then he let out a scream before passing out.

"dad!"

The sudden turn of events terrified Ye Haitao, who rushed forward to hug Ye Boxiong, shouting frantically, "Doctor! Call a doctor! Something's happened to Dad!"

Upon hearing Ye Haitao's shout, Madam Ye, Ye Haixia, Xiao Ran, and the others rushed in in a panic.

Just now, after Ye Haitao returned with the information, Ye Boxiong kicked everyone out. He didn't want others to know about this, especially Xiao Ran.

"Old man! How are you? Wake up!"

Madam Ye threw herself onto Ye Boxiong and wept bitterly.

"Dad! Please don't die!"

Although Ye Haixia was usually afraid of Ye Boxiong, they were still father and daughter. Seeing her father's pale face, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

Xiao Ran also pretended to be panicked and called out repeatedly, not forgetting to shout for the attending physician.

But no one noticed that her lowered eyes were cold and even filled with pleasure.