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A Husband For Killer Mom

Blurp: What kind of husband punishes his wife by spanking her ass? An insane and sadistic husband! "How long are you going to punish me?!" "I'm done with your punishment a while ago." Qiao Anxia jerked in a fury and immediately rose to her feet while tidying up her one-piece dress. Her hands touched her buttocks without realizing it, feeling the heat from the man's punishment. She didn't know if this burning feeling was from Richard's unpainful spanking or for another reason... How she wished she could kill this man! ~~~~~ One is a HERO, and the other is an ASSASSIN! The HERO tries to seduce his wife at every opportunity while the ASSASSIN wants to run away and if necessary… kill her husband to get all his fortune! Qiao Anxia is an assassin with a dark past. One day she plots her revenge by intending to ruin someone's marriage by sleeping with her husband. Lost the first night just for revenge, but... the one she slept with was her target's playful twin brother!?? Richard Calvin, a well-known man who is a hero for the victims of the injustice of the politicians, becomes Qiao Anxia's most priority target. After trying to forget the most memorable night with the beautiful girl who set him up, a lovely little girl came into his life and calls him... Papa!? What happens when these two contradictory natures get married only just because an inevitably cute and amusing genius baby girl wants to marry them off? And that baby girl was the result of their intercourse on that unforgettable, passionate hot night!

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367 Chs

Ch. 169 Danger Lurks Around

Bang ... Bang ... Bang ...

Anxia could hear several gunshots surrounding her―she could hear a body crashing to the ground. Strangely, her ear caught another 'thump' over and over again.

That gunshot should have been hitting her, and she fell to the ground. But why is she still conscious and hearing these gunshots and thumping voices?

Her eyelids fluttered, exposing her killer eyes―widened in disbelief at what she saw. The dozen people who had attacked her now lay lifelessly on the ground with bloody small holes in their heads. None survived, and Anxia was alone, standing in the middle of the corpse.

Anxia shifted her eyes to Xuemin, still holding a medium-sized gun with a platinum color and a black trigger. That man really was something―his deadly aim never missed his target.

"Why?" Why did Xuemin kill his comrade and let her live?