Chapter 936 - Number One Assassin (1/2)

In the old, run-down bar, Cao Xu sat in a corner sipping his drink. Truthfully, ever since he went into hiding and started planning out Nie Yan’s assassination, he already knew his fate. Because as long as he was alive, World Bloc, the Dragonsoar Financial Group, and Glory Financial Group wouldn’t be able to rest easy. However, even if all that awaited him was death, he refused to die a lowly death. He was still Cao Xu!

So, Cao Xu spent the entire ¥30 billion he made from selling his shares in the Century Financial Group on assassinating Nie Yan. He didn’t leave a cent behind for himself. ¥10 billion was revealed out in the open while the remaining ¥20 billion was in a notary office. So long as Nie Yan died, all of it would be transferred to the bank account of whoever killed him.

Cao Xu quietly drank his beer, a trace of spiciness flowing down his throat. He had to admit. Even if he killed Nie Yan, he had still lost. That little bit of dissatisfaction would never leave his heart.

The bustling of the bar seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Cao Xu knew the time he had left in this world was short. He took another sip of his drink.

“Server, another bottle!” Cao Xu shouted.

A moment later, a server came over with a bottle of baijiu.

“Sir, your drink,” the server said, placing the bottle on the table.

Cao Xu glanced at the server with slightly glazed over eyes. He gave a stupid grin, then muttered in a drunk stupor, “You know, you’re shit compared to Demon Fox. His disguises are far superior to yours.”

The server’s face turned cold. He subtly placed his hand into his inner breast pocket.

Cao Xu picked up the bottle of alcohol and filled up his glass. Then he downed it in one gulp.

The server was caught by surprise. If Cao Xu already recognized him, why did he drink and not run? Perhaps, he already knew his fate.

“How do you think Demon Fox became the number one hitman? It’s not because his skills in combat are superior to other world-class hitmen, but rather that his disguises are flawless. Your pathetic attempt at a disguise is garbage in comparison. None of the other servers here have a gaze as sharp as yours. Besides, you’re the only male server who isn’t checking out the pretty patrons. Your eyes have been on me for some time now, like a predator stalking its prey. It’s clear I’m your target. One more thing. This isn’t some high end establishment. You look completely out of place with your prim and proper look.” Cao Xu poured himself another glass. No one could tell whether he was drunk or sober.

Even though Cao Xu knew he was in a perilous situation, his movements were still calm and collected. He gave off an air that one couldn’t quite put into words.

“Report back to your master, and tell him this is my final gift to him. I, Cao Xu, started my career at 20 years of age by entering the Century Financial Group. At 31 years old, I climbed my way up to the ranks of general manager. At age 35, I sent my wife and children away. I brought down the chairman of the Century Financial Group and seized the position for myself. I’ve since done more despicable things than I can count, or remember. Karma finally caught up to me. My wife and children were murdered. At age 56, I only had one son and one daughter left. What lies at the end for those who pursue only fame and fortune? The same as for everyone else; the earth and dust, leaving behind only myriad emotions. Such is the meaningless of life!” Cao Xu let out a bitter laugh, looking desolate.

Looking at Cao Xu teetering on mad, the server sighed before before turning around and walking away.

Elsewhere in the bar, Shadow Killer also let out a sigh. Cao Xu collapsed on the floor. The people in the bar were in chaos. Before long, the police would come. Those hidden in the darkness gradually withdrew.

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Nie Yan watched the livestream from his phone, sighing at how a ruthless and ambitious character like Cao Xu met such a pitiful end. He thought deeply on Cao Xu’s final words. In his past life, Cao Xu had committed a multitude of evils, but no one could stop him until it was already far too late. Could it be that his rebirth in this life was also Cao Xu’s retribution?

Even Nie Yan couldn’t explain how destiny tied everything together.

With Cao Xu’s death, Nie Yan finally felt the last weight in his heart disappear. This saga was finally over.

“Let’s go home,” Nie Yan said. His smile carried an indescribable feeling of relief.

“Nie Yan, watch out!” Bayonet’s voice came shouting from behind.

BANG! Nie Yan’s smile froze on his face. He gazed down at his chest with a look of disbelief. A sickly sweet, iron taste rose up his throat. Raising his hand to his face, it was covered in his blood. This wet, sticky feeling felt so familiar.

Nie Yan felt his eyelids slowly close, as if he were about to sink into an endless darkness. One silhouette after another flashed through his mind: his father, his mother, Xie Yao, Tang Yao, Guo Huai, Bayonet, and many, many others. All those who’d left a lasting impression in his life. However, at this moment, they seemed to drift farther and farther away. He reached out to grab them, but all he saw was an infinite void of black.

“Am I really going to die like this?

“The past four years seem like a dream now. Or was this perhaps reality, continuing from that one moment?

“Maybe it was fate all along. Fate gave me the opportunity to make up for my past regrets. And now that I have, it’s taking me back. Such a mysterious thing.