CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 293: THE "LUCKY" WANG XIAOCUI

"Can’t pay the rent but still squatting here? Get out!"

"A ’sea turtle’? More like a sea turtle from overseas, just a mutt!"

Amidst the landlady’s barrage of curses, Wang Xiaocui was kicked out of the doorway, and her pile of luggage was tossed outside by the landlady.

After the tirade, and with her luggage cleared out.

The landlady raised her hand and swung it sharply.

With a "slap," a bright red handprint appeared on Wang Xiaocui’s face, and the house door slammed shut.

Wang Xiaocui received a slap but didn’t dare to make a sound, only able to sullenly stuff her belongings into her suitcase, silently cursing the landlady to get hit by a car and meet an early death.

The landlady’s "viciousness" left her with no courage to return the slap.

Not to mention slapping back, she didn’t even dare to hurl back insults, fearing the landlady might come out and hit her.

She was just someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

If Huan had known earlier, he would have already slapped her twice, definitely wouldn’t have just let it slide for convenience, leading her to be even more rampant.

Dragging her suitcase, she planned to find a bridge to crash under, then to entertain guests, first earning the rent, and then thinking about other things.

Sigh, truly unlucky!

If she had listened to the receptionist’s advice and believed that Ye Huan wasn’t just anybody and that ordinary people couldn’t afford to offend him, there wouldn’t be so much trouble now!

And why is there such a huge gap between the first person I tried to please and the second person?

The first big shot I flattered is now the vice president of Tianyun International.

The second person I tried to please, because of offending the big shot I first flattered, got both of us thrown out of the company, and likely to be fired!

Sigh!

Having passed by a behemoth, I can only go entertain guests to make a living.

Without special channels, can’t serve the wealthy, can only serve those street thugs, small vendors, at most earning a few hundred bucks each time.

Wang Xiaocui wore a face full of worry.

The thought of serving Huaxia’s inferior people, especially serving the poor among those inferior people, made her feel sad for having seen "freedom" and sniffed "sweet air."

Suddenly, her gaze fixed on a man in a trench coat wearing sunglasses, talking with a woman by the street.

What a presence, amazing!

A big shot indeed!

"Mr. Poison, I extend my deepest gratitude to you on behalf of the Zhong Family for this matter," Zhong Qianqian said with a smile on the street, nonchalantly slipping a gold-embossed card into the pocket of the trench coat man.

A glint of satisfaction flashed in Poison Valley’s eyes, yet he kept a very composed expression, saying, "No need to thank me, this was an order from my master. Well then, I’m leaving."

"Goodbye, hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate again," Zhong Qianqian smiled, bowing slightly to express both gratitude and reverence.

How could she not show respect?

The person before her was the third-ranked super assassin in the Dark World – Poison Valley!

And, it’s said that his Poison Technique has advanced rapidly, poisoning the second assassin, even the first one isn’t a tough task!

He is now advancing toward that target.

Poison Valley adjusted his sunglasses, this trip to Huaxia, he had a crucial mission.

Which was to find the second assassin in the Dark World – the Hundred Transformations Clown, and poison him, leveraging it to move up to the second assassin!

Through various means, he tracked that the Hundred Transformations Clown, using his form, had flown from the West to Huaxia, hence he risked being captured by the Special Service Bureau and came to Huaxia.

As for the first assassin, after he poisons the Hundred Transformations Clown, he plans to deal with the first one.

Poison Valley turned around, preparing to leave.

"Hey handsome, wait!"

Wang Xiaocui dashed up, directly using her silicone to clamp onto Poison Valley’s arm, her eyes shining, she flirted with a smile: "Handsome, need some service?"

Poison Valley glanced coldly at Wang Xiaocui, speaking coldly: "No need, and by the way, to get from A to D, you must have spent a lot on silicone."

Wang Xiaocui’s face turned red, silently cursing how men nowadays had such piercing eyes, recognizing silicone with just a glance?

"Handsome, even though it’s silicone, I’m at the king level, you know. Guaranteed satisfaction, only a thousand bucks each time..."

Just after saying this.

"Slap!!!"

A sharp slapping sound echoed.

As if disgusted, Poison Valley peeled off the white glove from his hand, threw it carelessly to the ground, a sneer on his lips.

He spat a glob onto Wang Xiaocui, and then left.

His speed was such that even a shadow was invisible to the eye.

This place was considered the outskirts, barely anyone around, fewer surveillance cameras too.

Zhong Qianqian surveyed the surroundings, confirmed no cameras or onlookers, then carried Wang Xiaocui, tossing her into the trunk of a car.

Coincidentally, the Zhong Family planned to reopen their business, preparing to break into the market in the US.

Special personnel had conducted surveys, finding that in the US red-light districts, clients preferred Asian women, especially those on the larger scale.

This Wang Xiaocui, even though all silicone, still met the standards.

Opening the US market, she would be the key!

It’s said the air in the US is sweet, truly her fortune.

Bear in mind, most are sold to dirty, chaotic, poorly policed Southeast Asia.

Zhong Qianqian considered Wang Xiaocui to be lucky, and then no longer thought about the matter.

Upon starting her car, she took out her phone, opened her contact list.

Finding the contact marked "Dog," she pressed the dial button.