I and My Nine Exquisitely Beautiful Masters' Wives

Chapter 91: Assassination

Li Weier froze. She exchanged a look with Qin Shuyi. They hadn’t thought of that.

"Liu Family Group!" Qin Shuyi took a deep breath. As she thought about it in Luojing City, the only ones who had the ability to pressure the Antique Association to act against them were the Liu family.

Li Weier's face flushed with rage. "It must be them! Those damn bastards, I curse them to be childless and for their sons to have no future!"

Chen Xuan, too, had come to the same conclusion. He turned to Qin Shuyi and said, "Ninth elder, we can't run from this. Even if we escape this time, what about next time? The Liu family won’t stop, and if this time fails, they’ll be back. Like they say, strike at the snake’s weak point. We need to cripple the Liu family, only then can we rest easy."

Qin Shuyi sighed. "Taking down the Liu family isn’t easy. Going head-to-head with them would be like hitting a stone with an egg."

"Not necessarily..." Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes. When he was at the Jiang family’s place, he had intended to discuss this with Jiang Xiaotang. With the Jiang family’s power, they could probably help take down the Liu family. But due to Qin Shuyi’s sudden issue, he had to leave in a hurry and forgot to bring it up.

"Little brat, do you have a way to take down the Liu family?" Li Weier said, her tone skeptical. "I think you should first figure out how to survive the Antique Association’s retaliation."

Chen Xuan was about to speak when suddenly, an intense sense of danger flooded his body. It felt like a ferocious wolf was targeting him, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

In the next moment, a bullet shattered the café’s glass, shooting toward Chen Xuan’s head with unimaginable speed.

In that split second, Chen Xuan’s reaction speed was pushed to its limit. He narrowly caught the bullet with his hand, but his palm became bloodied and mangled!

The café’s glass shattered, causing everyone inside to scream. Qin Shuyi and Li Weier were startled by the noise.

"Ninth elder, move!" Chen Xuan's eyes were cold as he grabbed Qin Shuyi, pulling her quickly toward a corner of the café.

On the roof of a building opposite the café, a sniper, lying prone, was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled cruelly and squeezed the trigger again, aiming at Chen Xuan.

But this time, the bullet missed. It hit the coffee table behind Chen Xuan, shattering it into pieces.

At this moment, the café erupted into a chorus of screams. Everyone ducked under tables, terrified.

"Damn it!"

The sniper, frustrated by the missed shot, prepared to take another position. But by then, Chen Xuan had already pulled Qin Shuyi into a corner, making another shot impossible.

"Number eight, number nine, it’s your turn." The sniper spoke into his earpiece before swiftly changing his position.

Inside the café, the screams continued. Qin Shuyi was terrified, her eyes fixed on Chen Xuan’s bloodied hand. "Little brat, you’re injured? What is going on?"

Chen Xuan didn’t respond. His senses were sharply focused on every movement around him, his eyes flicking toward the opposite building's rooftop.

However, just then, two figures appeared like ghosts, entering the café. They moved with incredible speed and skill, immediately locking onto Chen Xuan as their target. Armed with military daggers, they aimed straight for his throat and heart—deadly strikes meant to end his life.

"Looking for death!"

Chen Xuan had no time to dodge. He immediately engaged the two black-clad assassins in close combat, both armed with lethal military daggers aimed at vital points.