You Don’t Get My Sense of Humor

Ning Xi turned off the phone and thought that the people outside were the men Jeffrey had been talking about.

Ning Xi left the house to tail them not long after they had left.

Instead of just waiting in the house, she wanted to try to find out who was this Jeffrey who hired B class assassins to kill that person!

Ning Xi equipped herself with her lucky charm and she tailed the group of foreigners stealthily.

They arrived at a villa guarded by a few men in a remote area half an hour later.

"Could this Jeffrey be the villa’s owner?" Ning Xi mumbled to herself. If this was their main headquarters, she would be better off staying put for now.

As Ning Xi prepared to leave, she saw a man around 50 years of age getting chased out of the villa and being pushed to the ground.

"You...you bastards, this is my house! You can’t do this to me! You just can’t!" the middle-aged man roared in agony, his eyes full of hatred.