At the same time, in the villa in Anyang.
Although it was daytime, the curtains in his room were drawn. The entire room was dark and there was no sunlight at all.
On the coffee table, there were all kinds of beer bottles. The leftover food was all over the place. There was even beer with foam that flowed onto the coffee table, emitting an unpleasant smell.
An Yang was sitting in front of the coffee table, holding a bottle of beer in her hand. Her eyes were lifeless, her hair was messy, and her eyes were dark. She was full of decadence.
She raised her head and gulped down a few mouthfuls of beer. An Yang's body swayed a little, but she did not fall.
On the other side of the coffee table, a laptop was turned on, emitting a soft glow.
An Yang looked at the computer screen and her eyes became blurry.
At this moment, his Weibo main page
originally had tens of millions of fans, but now it had decreased to less than five million
. As usual, Anyang's eyes could not help but look at the comments on Weibo
. I was really blind back then to choose you as my idol. It's really disgusting.”
"Little man! You even suspect Elder Tang and Elder Zhou. You're really despicable.”
"New poet? Ptui, Lin Yuan's poems are all better than yours. You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes!”
"Hmph, you still look down on web novelists? I think you're even worse than web novelists!”
"Mr. Tang is right. So what if you have some talent? Your character is too bad.”
"Enough, are you guys done yet? I only lost to that little bastard Lin Yuan by one round. Do you have to treat me like this?”An Yang pointed at the laptop screen and shouted crazily.
At this moment, An Yang's eyes were blood-red, and two crazy gazes shot out from his eyes. Looking at his disheveled appearance, he looked like a demon.
Bang!
He threw the beer bottle in his hand at the computer screen.
The beer bottle shattered, and so did the screen. Countless blue electric sparks appeared.
The entire notebook was instantly destroyed.
"Bastard, how am I inferior to that bastard Lin Yuan? Wasn't he just someone who wrote web novels? What's there to be arrogant about? My true level is eight streets ahead of him! "Also, Tang Wenzhong, Zhou Zhenhua, you two old bastards! What's so good about Lin Yuan that you have to suck up to him? How much did he give you?”
An Yang was like a madman as she pointed at the ceiling and cursed crazily.
Ever since they returned home, Anyang had become like this.
He was extremely dispirited.
Liu Yifei. When he thought of Liu Yifei, An Yang's heart felt like it was being gripped by someone's hand. That kind of pain made him almost go crazy.
Thinking about how Liu Yifei might be acting coquettishly in Lin Yuan's arms and making all sorts of intimate expressions, Anyang's heart was filled with jealousy and anger, and it kept rubbing against him.
All of a sudden, An Yang, who had been tortured to the extreme by the negative emotions, had a strong killing intent in her eyes.
Lin Yuan, I want you dead!"
Bang!
An Yang smashed her fist onto the coffee table. Perhaps she had become numb from drinking, her perception of pain had become dull. She didn't even care about the bleeding wound on her fist.
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
After a long time, the call was finally picked up. An extremely ordinary, uncharacteristic, but extremely cautious voice came from the other end."Hello,"
"Cut the crap. I know you can contact the assassin and help me find the most powerful assassin.”
"Who are you?"
"I'm An Yang, do you know? An Yang, the best-selling author in the country!" Anyang suddenly shouted.
"So you're an Anyang writer. Nice to meet you. But are you really looking for an assassin?”
"That's right. Hurry up and find me. I want the best. When the time comes, I'll definitely not forget your commission.”An Yang urged.
"I want 200,000."
"Sure, money is not important. The important thing is to find me the best assassin.”
"No problem. This is his number. You just need to contact him.”
"Is he the most powerful assassin?”An Yang asked uncertainly.
"Of course, he hasn't failed a single time since he started his career. His mission completion rate is an astonishing 100%.”
After a while, a text message appeared on the phone. There was a phone number in the text message.
An Yang dialed and the call went through again.
"What's the matter?" His voice was cold, like a piece of ice that was difficult to melt.
"I want you to help me kill someone.”
"Yes, two million"
"Money is not a problem."
"Who do you want me to kill?"
"A web novelist called Lin Yuan. You can search for his information online.”
After a while, the voice sounded again."I can accept this mission, but I want a reward of five million.”
"Five million, are you crazy? Wasn't killing someone worth two million? You're taking advantage of the situation. I won't pay such a high price.”An Yang held the microphone tightly. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging. One could see his anger at this moment.
"Ordinary people are worth two million, but the Lin Yuan you want to kill is a famous person now, so the price is naturally different.”
"Alright, I promise you. As long as you can kill Lin Yuan, I won't give you less money.”An Yang was silent for a moment and finally agreed.
"How do you want him to die?"
"It's best if no one knows. I don't want this matter to be exposed and get involved with me.”
"How was the accident?"
"Sure."
During this phone call, a conspiracy against Lin Yuan unfolded, but Lin Yuan was completely unaware of it. Compared to Anyang, who was in a terrible mood, Lin Yuan was in a good mood.
"Today, we commoners are really happy.”Lin Yuan, who was in a good mood, started humming.
The moment he woke up in the morning, he was woken up by a string of text messages.
He opened the message and saw a message from the bank. Your bank card number was deposited with RMB ** on the 15th, and the available balance was RMB **.
Seeing this message, Lin Yuan rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He stretched out his finger and counted the digits on the phone screen, and his face revealed a shocked expression.
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