Killer in the Coffin

As Nong Xuejia read out Wei Yi's information, Wei Yi also saw the information of the girl in front of him:

Nong Xuejia, 17 years old, 1.7m tall and 45 kg in weight, of Chinese descent and British descent, with a wilful and unruly personality; her original name was Shirley. Vic, mother of three, Sheria. Vic changed his name to Nong Xue Jia after his death. Vic, it sounds like a tongue twister, very unlike the British name. His father, Nong Shi-qiang, was now one of the top ten presidents of the Great Britain Chamber of Commerce.

The obese middle-aged man beside the girl was called Nong Shiqiang, 48 years old, 1.8 meters, and weighed 125 kilograms. He was a former Chinese businessman, and after coming to the UK to do business, he took in the lonely and aristocratic Vic family as his son-in-law.

Upon seeing Nong Shiqiang, Wei Yi's brows rose slightly.

Nong Shiqiang and his daughter were like beasts and beauties, a fatty who struggled to walk. Who would have thought that he would give birth to a daughter as beautiful as a flower? Nong Xuejia probably inherited a little more of her mother's blood.

His mission was to protect Nong Shiqiang, but judging from Nong Shiqiang's "enormous" body, assassination was a simple task. To protect him, it would not be easy at all.

Actually, its size wasn't the most basic problem. The main reason was because Wei Yiyi was a pure hitman, not a bodyguard.

Ever since he could remember, Wei Yi had been learning how to kill people. He only roughly learnt a little about the bodyguard lesson, and asking him to protect a big fatty was simply making things difficult for him.

Wei would rather assassinate the President of the United Kingdom than protect someone — a fat man.

"Perhaps, this is the punishment for my mistakes." Wei Yi sighed in his heart.

Before he left, his instructor had told him that if his mission failed, he would shoot himself to death and not have to go back to see him.

Thinking of the instructor's words, Wei Yi couldn't help but recall a mission he had taken before being sent here, a mission that had delayed him at the airport.

Before coming to England, he was sent to execute a female killer who had been the cause of his mistakes.

Wei Yi felt dejected. Quan Wanyi, the name of the female assassin he shot, was deeply etched in his mind. He wondered if he would be able to forget it in this lifetime.

"Gone?"

Nong Shiqiang's questioning interrupted Wei Yi's thoughts.

After hearing his daughter read the information about Wei Yi, Nong Shiqiang felt puzzled and took the information from her hands.

Indeed, there were only a few sentences in the introduction!

"You are the reinforcement that your organization gave me?"

Nong Shiqiang looked at the slightly thin Wei Yi in disbelief. With Wei Yi's physique, he could easily smash him into a meat patty. How could he protect others?

"Yes. "The organization said that you will be killed. In view of the contribution you have made to the organization, they specially sent me to reinforce you." There was neither joy nor sadness.

Nong Shiqiang looked at Wei Yiyi's black hair and eyes, and suddenly frowned. He asked: "You are of Chinese descent?"

"You've worked with our organization for so many years, you should know that people like me have no background." Wei Yi replied. He could feel the contempt in Nong Shiqiang's words.

Nong Shiqiang's narrowed eyes seemed to be saying: "You sick husband from East Asia, the enemy can send any primary school student to kick you to Mars!"

Nong Shiqiang touched his hair that had intentionally been dyed gold and forced out a smile. "I'm sorry, I forgot."

No wonder Nong Shi Qiang looked down on Wei Yi so much. In the British aristocracy, the concept of race was very strong.

The British aristocracy disliked two races the most — Chinese and black.

The blacks were regarded as barbaric and terrorist, and feared by the English aristocracy. Chinese people don't like it the most. They feel that the blood of Chinese people is too lowly and unworthy to stand together with their noble blood.

This was why Nongshi Qiang had applied for British citizenship, not wanting to be held accountable for his birth. If it wasn't for the oath that Nong Shiqiang made when he left Huaxia, he wouldn't be able to change his name in this life. Otherwise, he would have changed his own name long ago.

Faced with Nong Shiqiang's contempt, Wei Yi did not try to defend himself. The assassins of Asura didn't need to defend themselves. 90% of the assassins that needed to be explained went to the King of Hell to report.

Nong Xuejia wasn't too concerned about Wei Yi's abilities. She curiously asked, "Hey, why are you sleeping in a coffin?"

Nong Xuejia's question was also a question that everyone was curious about, so they all looked at Wei Yi, wanting to hear his explanation.

"My organization's arrangement is that I must sleep in a coffin at night. I can only carry it out." Wei Yi replied.

This was the only explanation Wei Yi could give for his mysterious coffin.

"Really?"

Nong Xuejia knocked on the coffin and glanced around. She didn't find anything special about the coffin.

Wei — did not answer Nong's question — it was a superfluous question, and Wei — did not need to answer.

"Is there something wrong with your organization? Are you giving our family a coffin?" Nong Xuejia's face was filled with disappointment.

When Nong Xuejia said this, five icy gazes landed on her at the same time. Four of them came from Nong Shiqiang's four bodyguards while the other came from Wei Yi.

Amongst the five gazes, Wei Yi's gaze was especially cold. It was like a knife that caused Nong Xuejia's heart to tremble.

"It's a misunderstanding. My daughter has an open mouth. Please don't mind her!" Nong Shiqiang immediately noticed the change and quickly defended his daughter.

After working together with Asura for many years, Nong Shiqiang understood that although his bodyguards could die for him, in front of their organization's interests and reputation, his and his daughter's life was not worth mentioning.

Her intuition told her that if she dared to insult Wei Yi's organization again, Wei Yi wouldn't care about being merciful and would kill her in one shot.

Nong Xuejia looked at Wei Yi, then turned back to Nong Shiqiang and said, "I'm going to school, continue admiring the coffin!"

With that, Nong Xuejia trotted away, her eyes filled with tears, feeling wronged.

"Little girl …"

Nong Shiqiang wanted to chase after his daughter, but with his figure, how could he catch up to his daughter who was as light as a swallow? He could only sigh helplessly on the spot.

After Nong Xuejia left, she slowly turned her head to look at Wei Yi. She gritted her teeth and hatefully said, "Wei Yi … I'll remember you! "

She had never met anyone who dared to threaten her in her life. She never thought that her bodyguard would threaten him today. Immediately, she hated Wei Yi to the extreme.

After Nong Xuejia left, the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward. Nong Shiqiang looked at Wei Yi, not knowing how to arrange his work.

Wei Yi was the first to break the silence. "Can I take a look at the security of the manor?"

You've just arrived at my place, so there's no need to be in such a hurry to work. I'll get Uncle De to arrange your accommodations and then have a good rest for the day." After all, Nong Shiqiang is a veteran, so he quickly hid his displeased face. With a smile that didn't quite reach his mouth, he pointed to a bodyguard beside him, "After you rest, ask Jon about the manor's security. "Jiok, you are in the same organization. It will be very enjoyable to work together." "Nong forced a smile on his face and introduced Wei to his four main bodyguards.