Chapter 52: Hiring Hitmen to Commit Murder

Soon the two of them finished tidying up, had breakfast, and went to work together.

The day passed quickly. When night fell, Zhou Yang returned to the villa, and Tang Yumei had already hired people to pack up many of her belongings inside.

The thought that Tang Yumei would be leaving for the United States in just a few days filled Zhou Yang with reluctance and sorrow.

"Zhou Yang, where did you go last night? Why didn't you come back all night?" Tang Yumei asked.

"I went to help a friend out with something. It got too late, so I just stayed there!" Zhou Yang replied.

"Oh!" Tang Yumei didn't think much of it and continued, "This villa is considered marital property, and Xie Yong owns a small share of it, so I'll have to sell it after I leave for North America. Therefore, I'll give you some money. After I leave, use that money to rent a smaller place for yourself. It'll be clean and you won't have to wear yourself out cleaning such a big space."

This was also a form of protection from Tang Yumei toward Zhou Yang.

She knew that Xie Yong and Xie Feng harbored deep resentment toward Zhou Yang. Once she left, they would undoubtedly launch a frantic revenge campaign against him.

If Zhou Yang continued to live in this villa, they would find countless ways to harass him.

It would be much better for him to find a more secluded place to live.

Zhou Yang nodded. "Sister Mei, since you won't be here, of course I won't stay either. I will move out, but you don't need to give me money. I can manage on my own."

Tang Yumei said, "Why are you being so polite with me? Haven't you not received your salary for this month yet? Just listen to me."

Zhou Yang did not refuse any further, so as not to sadden Tang Yumei.

A sudden pang hit the bridge of Tang Yumei's nose, and she hurriedly changed the subject. "It's a good thing you didn't come back last night anyway; that father and son came to the villa."

"Oh? Your ex-husband and son?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Right!" Tang Yumei said. "They came over last night to send me off in advance before I leave for the United States. We drank some wine, and the atmosphere wasn't bad—at least it wasn't hostile."

Zhou Yang nodded. "After all, you were once husband and wife. Besides, Xie Feng is your own flesh and blood, no matter what."

Tang Yumei sighed. "Sigh, he is too close to his old man; there is always an insurmountable chasm between us."

With that, she stood up and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go out and get something to eat; a nice new tea restaurant just opened at the corner of the street."

"Alright, this time it's on me!" Zhou Yang said.

"You haven't even been paid yet, I'll treat!"

"At least give me a chance, Sister Mei!"

"When I come back from the United States, you can treat me to a big feast."

"Deal!"

......

Meanwhile, the father and son duo, Xie Yong and Xie Feng, had booked a private booth and were eagerly waiting for Liu Dafei.

Half an hour later, Liu Dafei arrived at the designated location.

He still had bandages taped across his nose, and several minor cuts marked his face.

"What happened to you?" Xie Yong asked.

"Hah, walking the jianghu, clashes and bloodshed are inevitable!" Liu Dafei said. "Getting a few colored scars is completely normal, what's there to make a fuss about?"

Though he spoke casually, the mere thought of that terrifying combat prowess the guy had displayed yesterday still sent shudders down Liu Dafei's spine.

And that was while the opponent was completely empty-handed; if weapons had been involved, their lives surely would have ended right there.

After all, once Zhou Yang activated one of his powerful acupuncture points, his combat capability was terrifyingly monstrous—something ordinary people would find completely unimaginable. Liu Dafei and his men had been thoroughly frightened.

However, in front of his employer, he still needed to put up a tough facade.

"Tell me, what's the job today?" Liu Dafei asked.

Xie Yong lowered his voice and said, "Help me wipe out someone."

Liu Dafei glanced at Xie Feng beside him. "And this is?"

"Oh, look at me, I forgot to introduce you. This is my son, Xie Feng!" Xie Yong said. "Our own people."

"Ah, hello!" Liu Dafei proactively shook hands with Xie Feng.

Knowing there were no outsiders present, Liu Dafei put on a solemn expression and said, "Give me the specifics."

Xie Yong said, "The person I want you to take care of is a young man in his twenties, a recent college graduate named Zhou Yang. He completely tore my family apart, and I need him permanently removed from the census!"

"Boss Xie, crossing that line is a huge deal with extremely high risks. Unless it's an absolute last resort, I wouldn't suggest going that route!" Liu Dafei felt a deep sense of dread inside.

He knew that getting into street fights or brandishing blades was one thing; he would even dare to cripple someone if pushed, relying on his nerve since there was still room for maneuver.

But murder? If exposed, it meant a bullet to the back of the head.

Liu Dafei was inwardly conflicted and hoped to persuade Xie Yong to drop the idea.

"What, Dafei? Could it be that you're scared?" Xie Yong asked coldly, a trace of disdain flickering across his face.

"Me? Scared? What a joke!" Liu Dafei gritted his teeth and said, "Living out on the streets, my head is already tucked into my waistband, ready to drop off whenever my time is up. What is there for me to be scared of?"

Xie Yong said, "Good. If you can handle Zhou Yang for me, I'll give you this much!"

With that, Xie Yong held up two fingers.

Liu Dafei frowned. "Just two million?"

"Then how much do you want?"

Seeing that Liu Dafei was unsatisfied, Xie Yong countered, probing for his bottom line.

"As I said before, wiping someone off the map depends on the level of difficulty, and there are package rates," Liu Dafei said. "Making a twenty-something-year-old vanish completely means his family will investigate to the bitter end. This is an extremely high-risk transaction!"

"Then name your price," Xie Yong demanded again.

"This much!" Liu Dafei opened up all five fingers of one hand.

"Five million?" Xie Yong's brows locked tightly.

In this society, even if someone accidentally ran another person over with a car, hundreds of thousands would settle it. Five million was an outright extortionate demand.

In truth, Liu Dafei knew his asking price was excessive.

However, driven by a desperate gamble, an adventure of this scale was only worth it for five million.

"No problem!" After a moment of thought, Xie Yong agreed.

A surge of excitement instantly welled up in Liu Dafei's heart, casting all his reservations to the wind.

In this day and age, money makes the ghost push the mill, and that was five million! It could literally be stacked high enough to form a single bed.

Liu Dafei took a deep breath, extended his hand, and said, "Give me a photo of the target, along with detailed information about him—such as his hobbies, his usual routes, his habits, and so on."

"There's no need to go to all that trouble!" Xie Feng chimed in from the side. "We've already scouted the location for you in advance!"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Liu Dafei asked.

Xie Feng explained, "That Zhou Yang works at EPS Group. Aside from meeting clients, his routine is a straight line between the company and home, so you practically never get a chance to act while he's out."

"And now that he has become a sales manager, whenever he goes out to see clients, he's accompanied by the sales team, leaving you no opportunity either."

"The best chance is when he gets off work at night and returns home."

Liu Dafei remained silent, listening attentively.

"Zhou Yang lives in my mother's villa. All you have to do is sneak in at night, finish him off, and take the body away," Xie Feng said. "As for how to dispose of the body, I trust you have more experience than we do."

"But how am I supposed to get into your mother's villa?" Liu Dafei asked.

"I have the key!" Xie Feng took out a key, jingled it, and said, "Besides, nobody knows we have the spare key. So as long as you sneak in quietly, kill Zhou Yang, clean up the scene, and seamlessly transfer the corpse away, no one will ever suspect you."

"Just make sure you do a clean and crisp job and don't let my ex-wife find out!" Xie Yong added. "How about it?"

Liu Dafei pondered for a moment. "Sounds good!"