My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1127 - 1128: Codename 13!

Chapter 1127: Chapter 1128: Codename 13!

"This matter must remain secret for now, I want all those bastards to kneel before me at the clan meeting."

Duanmu Chang said excitedly.

He had once aimed to become the Clan Leader of the Duanmu Clan, but he was humiliated and left in utter defeat.

Although the Duanmu Family in Chaoyang City was an aristocratic clan involved in shady finances, the branches in Guangfu Prefecture, Hong Kong, and Tai Fu were all the same.

Others were no worse off than them.

Even without the influence of the Bai Family, they might even be inferior to those three families.

He resented that the Bai Family hadn’t pushed them into power, otherwise, they wouldn’t have had to wait until today.

The reason he had stepped back was actually to resign in acknowledgment of his fault, because at last year’s clan meeting, he had disgraced the Duanmu Family of Chaoyang City.

"Dad, rest assured, this time we will definitely make the Bai Family kneel and apologize to us."

Duanmu Lin said through gritted teeth.

He was also displeased, having always been bullied by Bai Qiaoqiao and held a low status in the family.

"There’s another matter, that is Xiao Chen. As long as Xiao Chen is not removed, I can never be at ease."

Duanmu Chang suddenly said with murderous intent.

"Dad, the assassin with the codename ’13’ will arrive in Xiongcheng City by tomorrow. Just bear with it a little longer; Xiao Chen won’t escape, he’s as good as dead,"

Duanmu Lin said with a cold laugh.

"That’s your own son, are you really able to do it?"

Duanmu Chang asked.

"He is your grandson. If you can do it, why can’t I? Anyone harmful to the development of our Duanmu Family must die, even if it’s my own son,"

Duanmu Lin said with an icy face.

"Good, having your word is enough,"

Duanmu Chang smiled with relief.

"By the way, have you found that woman?"

Duanmu Chang suddenly asked.

"Dad, you really are incredibly astute to figure out that the woman didn’t die, but went into hiding.

Back then, she fainted on the street from hunger and was rescued by someone. I suspect her rescuers were the couple, Xiao Enze.

To ensure her son could lead a good life, that woman actually ran away by herself. She’s quite remarkable, but it’s a pity her son was too young at the time to remember any of it, so he won’t feel any gratitude towards her."

Duanmu Lin snickered, "She really can endure, fully aware that her son has become a son-in-law living with his wife’s family, she still didn’t recognize him.

Is she afraid of implicating her own son?

How ridiculous, is her current life even a life? Being abused by her husband daily, it’s worse than death."

"In that case, leave her be, just have someone watch over her, make sure not to kill her, as we might need this woman at a critical moment,"

Duanmu Chang said with a sneer.

"Yes, father, I understand,"

Duanmu Lin nodded and smiled.

The next afternoon, a car stopped at the highway exit of Xiongcheng City.

A man got out of the car.

The man looked very ordinary, with a Caucasian face, carrying a travel bag; he appeared like nothing more than a tourist visiting Dragon Country.

Nobody would associate such a person with the notorious assassin codenamed ’13.’

But he was that person.

If anyone were to check, they would realize that this man had no entry record at all.

The plane he supposedly took had no record either.

Because he had never bought a ticket.

The real ticket holder was killed by him, and he had simply assumed that person’s identity.

For someone like him, taking a life was no problem at all.

Codenamed ’13’ began his career late, but he was extremely fearsome, killing many of the Assassin’s Family’s top-notch assassins.

In five years, there had not been a single failure whenever he acted.

People only knew his codename but never what he looked like or even his gender.

In the international world, the reward offered was indifferent to his life or death. As long as someone could capture or kill him, a prize of five hundred million US dollars would be theirs.

Five hundred million US dollars!

Such a high reward testified to his terror.

Codenamed ’13’ roamed the streets and alleys of Xiongcheng City with the image of a man surfacing in his mind, Xiao Chen.

He suddenly took out a satellite phone.

This satellite phone could directly contact the headquarters of the Assassin’s League.

In this age of information, even he, a formidable assassin, couldn’t do without the intelligence support from headquarters.

Soon, the headquarters pinpointed Xiao Chen’s location by tracking his mobile GPS signal.

Codenamed ’13’ ended the call.

He then used a stolen phone to make a call to the Duanmu Family: "Prepare another fifty million US dollars. I’ll call you when the mission is accomplished."

After speaking, he threw the phone into a sewer drain.

Whose phone it was mattered not to him.

He wore gloves, so he left no fingerprints behind.

The Duanmu Family members were ecstatic. They had already paid fifty million US dollars, and the remaining half was already prepared, for money was no issue for them.

They firmly believed that codenamed ’13’ would complete the mission.

Even if ’13’ asked them to transfer the money immediately, they would not hesitate.

In five years, he had carried out thousands of tasks and never once failed.

Such a person, tasked with killing Xiao Chen, would surely not fail, right?

Everyone thought it impossible.

Codenamed ’13’ had never even seen the Duanmu Family members, nor did he need to.

He charged a high price, of course, for good reasons: not only for his high success rate but also for ensuring confidentiality.

Even if the mission failed, he would not leave any information about the client.

Codenamed ’13’ headed towards Xiao Chen’s location.

There were many ways to kill.

’13’ knew at least a hundred of them.

His favorite was to take out the target without them ever realizing, to the point they wouldn’t even know they were killed by another person.

At this time, Xiao Chen had picked up Matip from the airport and arrived at Hua Xian Hospital.

"Matip, this is the patient I mentioned, please do an examination first to see if skin grafting is feasible. The cultivated skin needed for the graft has already been prepared by Hua Xian, developed from this girl’s own skin tissues,"

Matip looked at the cultivated skin and laughed, "Dean Hua Xian, you always amaze me. This cultivated skin is just like it’s grown from the girl herself, it’s perfect.

With these, the surgery is bound to succeed; don’t worry. Her injuries are not that severe. I’ve seen more severe cases with 90% burns over the body and restored them.

All the more with this case.

And besides, with both of your help, there won’t be any issues."

"Secretary Jin, did you hear that? I told you that I would definitely restore your former appearance. Now, all you need to do is sleep well, and when you wake up, you’ll find everything just as it was before,"

Xiao Chen said with a smile to Secretary Jin.

"Brother Chen, I trust you, but you’re not allowed to sneak snacks from me,"

Secretary Jin said with a laugh.

"You caught me there, I’m just helping you finish them off in case you can’t,"

Xiao Chen too, laughed.

The atmosphere in the ward became much gentler, not as tense as before.

After that, Secretary Jin was taken to the operating room.

Jiang Meng and others waited outside.