?39: Chapter 38 Angel Awakens 39: Chapter 38 Angel Awakens Wang Dadong didn’t answer Rufus’s words; instead, he scoffed with disdain, “Never underestimate the people of Huaxia.

    On this land of Huaxia, there are countless talented and extraordinary individuals.

    Even the Four Great Heavenly Kings of Hell would never dare to claim invincibility.”

    Wang Dadong’s words deeply shocked Rufus.

    It seemed that this young man dressed as a security guard also knew about the Four Heavenly Kings and wasn’t afraid of them.

    Of course, Wang Dadong wouldn’t fear the Four Heavenly Kings because the Four Great Heavenly Kings of Hell were his subordinates.

    “Alright, you’ve asked your questions, now it’s my turn to ask you.”

    A hint of a contemptuous smile suddenly appeared on Rufus’s face, “Even though I’m not as strong as you, don’t think that you can get any information out of me.”

    “Oh?

    Is that so?” A smile appeared on Wang Dadong’s face.

    Assassins may fear death, but they are always prepared for it.

    As assassins of the Underworld River, leaking secrets is ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than death.

    To avoid spilling any secrets, they have long since hidden deadly poison in their teeth, which would kill them instantly should they bite down and break them.

    Therefore, Rufus wasn’t afraid of any torture from Wang Dadong.

    Falling into the enemy’s hands today, he expected he wouldn’t escape death.

    If Wang Dadong decided to use force, then all he would get was a corpse.

    To get something out of a Fallen Angel’s mouth was absolutely impossible!

    Wang Dadong reached into his pocket, and Rufus immediately became alert, thinking Wang Dadong was going to pull out some kind of weapon.

    However, he took out a pack of cigarettes.

    “Care for one?” Wang Dadong offered with a grin.

    Rufus felt somewhat exasperated.

    Wasn’t this guy supposed to be extracting information from him?

    Shouldn’t this be the stage for severe torture?

    But with a free cigarette offered, Rufus certainly wouldn’t refuse.

    Taking the Yellow Crane Tower cigarette from Wang Dadong, he took a hefty drag, knowing it might be his last smoke.

    The cigarette quickly burned down to the stub, which Rufus, still not fully satisfied, threw away as it was nearly burning his fingers, and then awaited Wang Dadong’s sentence.

    “Alright, you can go,” Wang Dadong said indifferently.

    Rufus’s eyes immediately filled with disbelief, “What?

    You’re letting me go?”

    “What, you think I should keep you around to feed you?

    I don’t have money for that,” Wang Dadong said as he stomped out the cigarette butt with vehemence.

    Rufus dragged his wounded body away, slowly disappearing into the night.

    After Rufus left, Wang Dadong called Jun Tianzui.

    “Help me check the mission of an Underworld River Fallen Angel who bought an NZ Healing Potion.”

    “I’m always online, and no Fallen Angel has bought an NZ Healing Potion,” Jun Tianzui said, puzzled.

    The NZ Healing Potion is a medicinal product sold by an organization known as Laojun Furnace, designed to repair internal organs.

    Laojun Furnace is a famous cyber pharmacy known internationally for supplying a variety of miraculous potions; the NZ Healing Potion is just one of the more common options.

    It is said that there are also other inconceivable potions for sale.

    Wang Dadong just smiled lightly, “There will be one soon.”

    To interrogate someone, it is not always necessary for them to speak directly; there are plenty of ways.

    As long as one understands the identity of the Fallen Angel in the Underworld River, discovering their mission isn’t difficult.

    “There it is, someone has just bought an NZ Healing Potion!” Jun Tianzui exclaimed in amazement.

    This was why Wang Dadong had not killed the Fallen Angel.

    If he had been killed, his identity might never have been discovered.

    “Rufus, the Underworld River Fallen Angel Assassin ranked eighty-nine, his mission in Huaxia is a secret!” Jun Tianzui revealed the Fallen Angel’s information.

    Normally, the assignments taken by assassins are public within the Organization to prevent two assassins from taking on the same mission.

    Of course, there are some missions that are kept confidential.

    These are usually extremely important missions or ones that are related to the survival of the Organization; once an assassin picks up such a mission, no other assassin can take it.

    The reason Jun Tianzui is so familiar with information about the Underworld River is simple; he is also an assassin of the Underworld River, although ranked too low to have earned his wings.

    Of course, he was doing it on purpose.

    In fact, apart from the Underworld River, even within Heaven’s Judgment, he was also an assassin ranked in the hundreds.

    It seemed impossible now to get any information from the Fallen Angel, but fortunately, Wang Dadong still had an angel in his hands.

    In Rufus’s eyes, Christina was already dead, but for Wang Dadong, she wasn’t.

    Following the Piano Emperor, he not only learned terrifying abilities but also acquired unparalleled medical skills.

    Just as he said, with him around, it would be hard for Christina to die even if she wanted to.

    However, this time, it was impossible to heal Christina solely with acupuncture.

    Returning to the warehouse, Christina had already stopped breathing, and her body temperature was also slowly dropping.

    If judged by her outward vital signs, she indeed appeared to be dead.

    Yet despite that, those azure eyes were still wide open, staring in the direction of the warehouse beams, as if she died with remaining grievances.

    A thought suddenly struck Wang Dadong, and he looked up at the rafters about three meters off the ground.

    Bending his knees slightly, he then sprang up like a spring and effortlessly jumped onto the rafters over three meters high.

    There, on the rafters, lay a palm-sized wooden box.

    He opened the box to find a small syringe inside.

    Wang Dadong picked up the syringe, sniffed it lightly at the tip of his nose, and immediately understood what was inside the needle.

    “There’s this thing too, seems like I don’t need to make a move,” Wang Dadong said with a hint of a smile on his face as he jumped down from the rafter.

    He took out the syringe and injected the liquid inside straight into Christina’s body.

    Placing Christina on the shelf, Wang Dadong did his usual trick with the steel bar to bar the door and then he went home.

    The next day after work, Wang Dadong visited the warehouse again, where the angel still lay quietly on the shelf.

    She was breathing now, and the wounds on her body had stopped bleeding.

    On the third day, the color on the angel’s face gradually lost its paleness, and her breathing strengthened.

    Judging by the rate of her recovery, he estimated that she would probably wake up in another two or three days.

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    Wang Dadong’s whereabouts in the past few days had made Lin Shiyan feel a bit strange.

    This scoundrel would always come home from work on time, but these past few days, he had been getting home even later than her.

    Didn’t he know he was already married?

    Gallivanting about all day!

    Now, every time she came home to an empty house, Lin Shiyan always felt like something was missing.

    “No way, I have to see what this scoundrel is actually up to,” Lin Shiyan thought.

    After work, she didn’t go straight home and didn’t drive her own car; instead, she took a taxi and followed Wang Dadong.

    In the warehouse, Christina, who had been unconscious for a full seven days, finally woke up.

    “Am I dead?” Christina shook her somewhat groggy head.

    “That’s right, you were dead, but I’ve brought you back to life,” Wang Dadong said, sitting on a crate with a grin on his face.

    Christina was about to say thank you when she suddenly saw the discarded syringe on the floor, thrown there by Wang Dadong.

    Her face changed drastically, and looking at Wang Dadong with an astonished expression, she exclaimed, “You, you used the Holy Water on me?”

    Wang Dadong nodded, pointing to the syringe on the floor, “Holy Water, you mean this thing?

    That’s right, how else do you think you recovered so quickly?

    Move around, don’t you feel lively again?

    No need to thank me, I just like helping others, but if you insist on thanking me, I won’t refuse.”

    As Wang Dadong spoke, his gaze swept over the angel’s alluring body.

    The figures of foreigners are indeed great, he thought.

    If only he could marry a foreign wife, that’d be wonderful.

    Meow, have I been intermittently losing my memory lately?

    Every time I see a beautiful woman, I forget that I’m already married.

    Just when Wang Dadong was lost in his fantasies, the female angel suddenly went berserk.

    “Ah, you bastard, I’ll kill you!” Christina charged at Wang Dadong in a frenzy, her single wing unfurled behind her, as if intending to shred him to pieces!