My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 630 - 630 630 The Fate of the Drug Lord!

630: Chapter 630: The Fate of the Drug Lord!

630: Chapter 630: The Fate of the Drug Lord!

War?

Wu Jie sprang to his feet with a swoosh.

“Are you sure it’s not just a skirmish?”

The captain shook his head, “I don’t know, but they’ve had a conflict in the Death Game Hall!

Hurry over!”

Without needing a reminder, Wu Jie had already dashed off.

Meanwhile, the captain immediately dialed the security department, ordering them to quickly apprehend Muto Sasa.

As for her sister, Muto Sami…

Daring to openly engage with Tang Xiao, wasn’t that courting death?

Captain Hittory ordered, with all methods possible, to kill Muto Sami.

After all, her strength had been witnessed by all.

She was the one who, with a single blade, had consecutively slain three desperate death-row fighters, fierce in battle, cold and ruthless.

On the other hand.

Inside the Death Game Hall.

Ten minutes earlier.

When Tang Xiao arrived, it was already teeming with people.

Many of the VIPs had rushed over after hearing the broadcast announcement.

The Death Game Hall, arranged like a museum, showcased prisons and execution grounds from various countries.

There were not only prison cells resembling the wooden bars of ancient China, but also all sorts of torture devices like the beheading block, and even a miniature ‘beheading execution ground’.

It allowed VIPs to briefly play the role of an ancient official, ordering beheadings.

To experience the feeling of giving the command, watching the executioner swing his blade fiercely, ‘criminal’s’ head falling to the ground.

Of course.

There were also ancient western torture devices, like the gallows, where ‘criminals’ could be hung to death.

Or even bind someone to the cross and be staked alive.

In short.

The Death Game Hall was designed for death.

The wealthy patrons who came here for pleasure weren’t seeking thrills—they had issues, and in any case, there weren’t many of them.

But today, due to Kun Qianxi’s arrival, it had become overcrowded.

Tonight, after Kun Qianxi caused a commotion at the gambling table, he and his bodyguards engaged in fierce battle with the security, armed to the teeth.

Although it didn’t result in any VIP deaths, the psychological trauma was not minor.

Moreover, tonight’s match saw some patrons, stirred up by Kun Qianxi, betting impulsively and ending up with huge losses.

As a result, the much-resented Kun Qianxi, after being bound to the cross, started to suffer.

As the world’s number one drug lord, Kun Qianxi didn’t know how many drugs he manufactured and trafficked each year.

He reaped enormous profits but also destroyed many lives—wives separated from their husbands, children from parents, families shattered, people dead.

And now, his comeuppance had arrived.

Vicious lashes with whips!

Scalding with boiling water!

Prodding with steel needles!

Sprinkling with sea salt!

Burning flesh with a hot iron, piercing nails with bamboo sticks!

…

The VIPs, like masters of exquisite torture, used various methods to torment the drug lord Kun Qianxi into howling miserably.

Everyone was brutally cruel, yet they didn’t kill him outright.

Some VIPs even called for a doctor and nurse to inject him and provide IV drips and blood transfusions, to make him last a little longer.

The mighty drug lord, subjected to such brutal treatment.

Kun Qianxi cursed wildly, struggling with all his might.

But the more agitated he became, the more painful it was.

Because some vicious-hearted patrons wrapped several loops of wire around him.

These wires were not simple; they had barbs similar to fishhooks.

Wrapped around Kun Qianxi’s body, the moment he struggled and twisted, the barbs would pierce his skin and hook into his flesh.

So, the more Kun Qianxi thrashed about, the more terrible his suffering became.

What’s more astonishing was…

Some VIPs felt it wasn’t enough.

While flogging him with a wet whip, they continued to pour seawater mixed with a generous amount of salt over Kun Qianxi’s wounds using a sprayer!

Salt in the wounds!

The VIPs sure knew how to play!

And under the various torments, Kun Qianxi truly lived a life worse than death.

Blinded, ears ringing nonstop, he didn’t even know who was tormenting him.

In the midst of various torments, he would faint, then be awakened by the pain.

Such a ghastly and pitiful ordeal made Tang Xiao, who initially planned to come over and kill Kun Qianxi with a single blow, simply choose to watch coldly from the sidelines.

Although she knew Kun Qianxi wouldn’t survive the night, the longstanding vendetta hidden in her heart had been avenged.

But Tang Xiao still wanted to watch Kun Qianxi die with her own eyes—killing him personally would better commemorate her fallen comrades.

Unfortunately…

The Special Forces training she received was all about how to kill an enemy with one move, one fatal strike.

They weren’t taught how to play with and torment a person, making their life a living hell, unbearable with pain.

Therefore.

Tang Xiao simply chose to observe coldly as the patrons, like madmen who eat people without spitting out bones, tormented Kun Qianxi.

But just when Tang Xiao was thoroughly enjoying the scene, Muto Sami arrived.

The security guard protecting Tang Xiao immediately shouted a warning at her.

He told Muto Sami to stop approaching, or he would shoot her dead.

Muto Sami did stop but tossed a long sword to Tang Xiao, keeping a practice sword for herself.

In the Death Game Hall, designed to facilitate torture by the VIPs, of course, all kinds of weapons were available.

It’s just that security was extremely tight entering and exiting the hall, and weapons had embedded chips, so they couldn’t be removed.

As Muto Sami made such a gesture, it naturally surprised many people.

No one was in the mood to torture Kun Qianxi anymore; they let him rest and get his IV and blood transfusion.

All the VIPs present stepped back, clearing an open space.

Muto Sami was quite forthright, getting straight to the point.

She said she knocked out her sister, Muto Sasa, and came to seek revenge on Tang Xiao.

Their consortium’s twenty-three elite Martial Artists had initially planned to kidnap Tang Xiao amidst the chaos after the football betting game to extort Wu Jie.

The plan had failed miserably, ending in complete destruction.

Muto Sami was there to avenge her fellow disciples and sought to settle the score with Tang Xiao.

If Tang Xiao didn’t accept the challenge, she could simply have the nearby security shoot her dead.

After all, since the plan had been exposed, it was impossible for the two sisters to leave the cruise ship alive.

Provocation?

Revenge?

Was Muto Sami trying to drag Tang Xiao down with her before she died?

At that moment, the surrounding VIPs were discussing fervently, the security guards were poised with their guns, just waiting for Tang Xiao’s command.

However…

Many people felt that there was no need to argue with someone about to die.

Moreover, Muto Sami’s combat prowess, which was witnessed by all, was quite ferocious.

Why bother entangling with her with idle talk if a single shot could kill her directly?

Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Tang Xiao had the security guards step back.

She picked up her horizontal saber and stepped forward slowly, accepting Muto Sami’s challenge for revenge.

And this was why the captain received a call about the two of them starting a fight, rather than Tang Xiao being ambushed or assassinated.

Because the two indeed adopted fighting stances, with swords drawn against each other.

…

When Wu Jie arrived at the Death Game Hall, the scene was quite lively.

The VIPs were enthusiastically crowding around, forming several rings, so much so that there was no way through.

Among the cheers and applause, there were also the screams and wails of Kun Qianxi.

Having finally squeezed in, Wu Jie caught sight of Tang Xiao and Muto Sami.

Blade flashes, swift movements, sparks flying.

Their movements were incredibly fast, sword thrusts, and agile evasions.

If they were dressed in ancient costumes, one would have thought it was the set of a martial arts film.

Amidst such fierce fighting, Kun Qianxi was tied to an execution rack.

Her body was torn and lacerated.

Hooked to an IV, blood transfusion in progress, she occasionally struggled and twisted amid her screams, which made her cries even more heart-wrenching.

And the screams of Kun Qianxi, like a prelude to death, became the perfect accompaniment to this battle.

More and more security guards arrived.

Armed to the teeth and with all kinds of weapons, they even brought shields with them.

After they entered, they spaced themselves out in a circular formation, providing protection for the onlooking VIPs.

But the two combatants, with their lightning-fast offensive and defensive rhythms and movements, inevitably made it hard for the guards to take aim.

So, they could only watch helplessly from the sidelines.

Wu Jie stood to the side, equally perplexed.

Muto Sami was a famously beautiful martial artist, a ninja expert trained from a young age.

With a practice sword in hand, combined with her agile and rapid steps and positioning, plus her slashing, sticking, lifting, and cutting moves.

It was hard to associate her with the pure and sweetly cute, kawaii girl she appeared to be.

She was clearly a master of swordplay.

And Tang Xiao…

being a Special Forces Female Soldier King was not just for show.

Her rich combat experience, keen awareness, incredibly agile and sensitive movements, along with rapid and fierce sword strikes.

This duel between them…

was really too close to call.

In a matter of mere seconds, they had already exchanged dozens of offensive and defensive moves.

The spectacle was so enthralling that many VIPs were left in awe, clapping and cheering.

The fight between kung fu and martial arts truly opened their eyes, even more exciting than watching a movie.

But…

Wu Jie couldn’t understand why Tang Xiao would agree to duel with Muto Sami.

What was wrong with having the security guards shoot her dead?

Why fight it out and kill Muto Sami with her own hands to prove how remarkable she was?

Or maybe, she wanted to use the battle as practice to quickly return to her peak condition?

Or perhaps, Tang Xiao was just hot-headed and couldn’t stand being challenged or provoked, never showing weakness in the face of a formidable enemy.

Anyway.

The battle was now increasingly fierce, and Tang Xiao had no more room to retreat, she had to stand her ground.

Wu Jie crossed his arms and furrowed his brows, seriously watching the fight.

If the strength was evenly matched, the victory would come down to who had better stamina.

And on this front.

Muto Sami, burning with revenge, obviously had more fighting spirit, more ferocious and vicious.

She had come prepared to die and could certainly endure more than Tang Xiao, who had not yet fully recovered.

Moreover, having stayed up all night to watch three matches, then evacuating and avoiding Kun Qianxi’s bodyguard pursuit…

An endurance battle was not to Tang Xiao’s advantage!

What to do?

Should he give Tang Xiao a hand?

He couldn’t just stand by and watch his wife run out of strength and get slashed by Muto Sami, could he?

Muto Sami was a swordsmanship master.

One strike could sever several centimeters thick wooden boards; chopping off limbs or heads was not an issue.

Wu Jie’s gaze turned steely, he couldn’t let Tang Xiao get hurt!

Meanwhile, in the ring.

Tang Xiao had also realized that if she couldn’t make it quick, she would be in danger.

Gathering her energy and strength, Tang Xiao suddenly changed her rhythm.

With a whoosh!

Her long sword swung down like an axe with overwhelming force.

Muto Sami lifted her practice sword to block and deflect, pivoting to counter-strike at the chest.

Tang Xiao had anticipated this, giving her wrist a flick and swiftly dodging aside.

In an awesomely cool midair hand switch, her sword flickered and thrust straight at Muto Sami’s throat.

The unexpected change in tactics forced Muto Sami to quickly fall back in defense.

And Tang Xiao was waiting for just this opportunity; a fierce and overbearing side kick landed squarely on Muto Sami.

With a thud!

Muto Sami’s eyes registered shock as her body, struck hard, was flung sideways.

It was then she realized that the former War King Tang Xiao was not only proficient in swordsmanship but her close combat was equally ferocious!

Staggering back several steps, she barely managed to regain her balance and avoid falling.

Her side throbbed with intense pain, feeling as if her internal organs had been kicked out of place, sending waves of piercing agony.

“Bastard!!”

Muto Sami roared, gripping her practice sword tightly, and charged ferociously forward…