X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 133 - 128: The Irritable Wang Bingbing

The large-displacement SUV immediately started, and Ye Tian left the underground parking lot with a devilish smile on his lips.

The hungry wolf drove fiercely, constantly changing lanes and overtaking; several times it nearly crashed, but each time was a close shave—it always turned out fine. He had absolute confidence in his driving skills.

He turned his head to look at Ye Tian, who sat beside him in the passenger seat. The latter was completely relaxed with not a trace of horror on his face, which made the hungry wolf respect him even more. Anyone else in his car would probably start screaming in terror by now, or even wet their pants, for that matter.

"The master’s courage is indeed extraordinary!" thought the hungry wolf, full of admiration.

Meanwhile, in a high-end restaurant in Jiangcheng City.

The red wine in the glass had reached its end, the candle on the table had burnt down considerably, and Wang Bingbing’s face was aglow with a tipsy flush, looking very charming.

Mr. Hungry Tiger thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

After the lavish banquet ended, Wang Bingbing slowly stood up. Her subordinates draped a coat over her shoulders, and the Ice Snow Queen of Jiangcheng City, with a blush on her face, waved her sleeve dramatically, "Mr. Hungry Tiger, let’s be on our way. It’s time to show them who’s boss."

Despite having drunk quite a bit, Mr. Hungry Tiger’s expression remained cold as ever.

"Good," Mr. Hungry Tiger said as concise as always, with no superfluous talk.

Surrounded by her subordinates, Wang Bingbing walked out of the restaurant with Mr. Hungry Tiger. Cars were already waiting at the hotel entrance—uniformly Infiniti SUVs, the large-displacement vehicles looking imposing.

Wang Bingbing personally opened the car door for Mr. Hungry Tiger, "Please take a seat, sir. Ye Tian is in the Dihao Building. With you taking action personally this time, that guy is as good as dead!"

Mr. Hungry Tiger didn’t say a word, just leaned against the leather backrest and closed his eyes in silence, gathering his energy for what was to come.

Before a killing, he didn’t want to do anything else or engage in useless chatter, as these trivial matters could affect his mood. A full-time assassin should always be ready to kill at a moment’s notice.

Wang Bingbing took the passenger seat of the same car and instructed her personal driver to set off. Amid the pleasing roar of the engine, the Infiniti hit the road.

"Ye Tian, oh Ye Tian, I want to see how you die this time!" The light in Wang Bingbing’s eyes glittered.

With Mr. Hungry Tiger personally intervening, even if Ye Tian had extraordinary abilities, he would be killed on the spot. Wang Bingbing had witnessed Mr. Hungry Tiger’s strength herself; no one in the whole of Jiangcheng City could withstand his blow.

Soon after the car started moving, Wang Bingbing’s phone rang.

"Who’s calling at this time? Such poor timing!" Wang Bingbing immediately frowned.

She had been preparing for this moment to kill Ye Tian for a very long time and had clearly told her men not to disturb her, not even if the sky fell down.

Seeing the caller ID, Wang Bingbing frowned again.

"It’s that damn bastard calling!"

She recognized the number. It was not one of her subordinates, but the number of her most hated cousin.

Hearing Wang Bingbing curse, Mr. Hungry Tiger slightly opened his eyes. From her tone, he could tell she didn’t want to take the call and found the caller very annoying.

Mr. Hungry Tiger’s lips curled in a slight smirk, and he remained quiet. If the caller didn’t beg him, that meant the issue wasn’t a big deal, and he didn’t want to divide his attention for unnecessary matters.

He needed to keep a low profile, ready to unleash his power like a treasured sword hidden away.

Once unsheathed, this sword was bound to create a shocking upheaval, splattering blood within ten steps, cutting down enemies a thousand miles away!

Wang Bingbing answered the call and snapped, "Wang Qian, you son of a bitch, go to hell!"

Then she hung up, not bothering to listen to what the other party had to say, because she knew Wang Qian too well—nothing good would come out of his mouth. He wouldn’t call her unless it spelled trouble.

Mr. Hungry Tiger shook his head; this wasn’t the first time he had seen the young lady’s fiery temper.

Just thinking about that bastard Wang Qian made Wang Bingbing seethe with anger, cursing under her breath, and to her annoyance, the phone rang again—it was still that bastard.

Now even more enraged, Wang Bingbing picked up again and yelled, "Wang Qian, you son of a bitch, what the hell do you want? I’m warning you, if you try any more sneaky tricks on me, I’ll kill you!"

As she uttered the word "kill you," Wang Bingbing glanced subconsciously at Mr. Hungry Tiger behind her. With such a top-class expert by her side, taking Wang Qian out would be a piece of cake.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Qian’s voice came through.

His voice was sinister and effeminate, more like the voice of a Katoey than a man’s.

"Aiyo, my good cousin, you’re calling me a son of a bitch, so what does that make you?" he giggled with a woman’s voice, "Don’t forget, there cannot be two ’Wangs’ in a single stroke; we’re family, after all."

"Who’s family with you, you son of a bitch!" Wang Bingbing was livid.

The moment Wang Qian brought up the Wang Family, Wang Bingbing exploded with fury. Why hadn’t he mentioned the Wang Family when he was bullying her, or when he once tried to kill her?

"Wang Qian, I’m telling you, your doomsday is coming! Just you wait!" Bingbing issued a fierce threat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you little bitch, you’ve got the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard to talk to me like that!" Wang Qian’s tone was unpleasant from the other end of the phone, clearly infuriated.

All Wang Qian could be heard saying viciously, "Listen well, be more careful lately, don’t die too easily, I haven’t had enough fun with you yet, you bitch!"

"Bastard, curse at me one more time and see what happens!" Bingbing exploded with rage, "Wang Qian, you just wait... Hello... You dare hang up on me... you!"

Bingbing wanted to curse him out some more, but the guy had hung up the phone, and when she tried calling back, it went straight to voicemail.

The Ice Snow Queen had never tolerated such humiliation; she was truly unsettled and smashed her phone on the spot. This son of a bitch, Wang Qian, had tripped her up several times, and she had nearly died at his hands more than once. The more Bingbing thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Wang Qian! You wait for me, I’ll kill you one of these days!"

Remembering his last word "bitch," Bingbing was nearly driven mad.

"There’s no need for you to be so angry," said Mr. Hungry Tiger, who had been silent for quite a while, suddenly speaking up and taking Bingbing by surprise.

"But he cursed at me!" Bingbing’s anger hadn’t subsided yet.

Mr. Hungry Tiger sneered and shook his head. Bingbing was too childish. A single curse from someone else could anger her this much.

She’d never understand that a true master is unperturbed by honor or disgrace. With her temper so hot and impetuous, fancying herself becoming his disciple was nothing but a delusional fantasy.

"You don’t need to get mad at a dead man, understand?" Mr. Hungry Tiger said, his words filled with profound meaning.

Bingbing was momentarily stunned and a bit confused, but upon catching Mr. Hungry Tiger’s sharp gaze, she quickly caught on.

"Thank you for the guidance, sir. I feel much better now," Bingbing said, turning from anger to joy.

The meaning of his words couldn’t be simpler: Wang Qian was a dead man walking, and she needn’t anger herself over him. Anyone Mr. Hungry Tiger agreed to take out was not long for this world.

"That Wang Qian warned you to be careful on the phone. If I’m not mistaken, he must have sent someone to trouble you. Be careful," he said.

Upon hearing this, Bingbing was shocked. Even Mr. Hungry Tiger had heard it—his hearing was indeed terrifying.

But what shook her the most was Wang Qian’s words. That damn thing dared to lay a finger on her—if that was the case, she wouldn’t show any familial pity.

"I’m going to kill him sooner or later!" Bingbing said through gritted teeth, her ample chest heaving with emotion.

Mr. Hungry Tiger didn’t say anything more, just silently shook his head. The girl wore her emotions on her face, no wonder she attracted so much trouble. With such a fiery temper, her future problems wouldn’t be few.

However, it was precisely because of this that he, Mr. Hungry Tiger, held value in his existence—as an assassin, isn’t it his job to help others eliminate their troubles?

The Infiniti sped along the highway, with only ten minutes left to Dihao Building where Ye Tian was located.

As the target drew nearer, Bingbing grew more excited. The prospect of getting rid of that annoying ghost Ye Tian filled her with inexpressible joy, and the troubles brought by Wang Qian were long forgotten.

Just then, the driver’s phone suddenly rang.

The driver’s face turned ashen. Glancing at the Ice Snow Queen next to him and seeing her expressionless face, he didn’t dare annoy her, so he turned off the phone. But just as he did, the phone immediately rang again, which was really upsetting. If he annoyed the Queen, he’d be in big trouble.

The ringing went on and on, disturbing the peace in the car, causing Bingbing to frown. She thought, what a fool this driver was, not knowing that Mr. Hungry Tiger was resting with his eyes closed; he was practically begging for death.

"Queen, I didn’t do it on purpose!" The driver was a bundle of nerves, internally lamenting.

At that moment, Mr. Hungry Tiger opened his eyes and said in a detached tone, "The call is so urgent, it must be important. Go ahead and answer it. A mere phone call won’t disturb me."

The driver was instantly filled with gratitude, he picked up the phone and then looked surprised, respectfully handing it to the Queen, "It’s for you."

"For me?" Bingbing trembled slightly, remembering she had smashed her own phone, and her subordinates, unable to contact her, must have called her driver.

"What’s the matter? Speak," Bingbing took the call.

"It’s bad, our company and the bar have been smashed up! Come quick and see, a lot of our brothers are hurt," said a voice in a rush at the other end, sounding really desperate.

Bingbing’s eyes widened as she shot up, "Who did it!"

"They said it was Wang Qian’s people. Please come and see, business can’t be done anymore," the voice on the end was almost weeping.

"Alright, I got it. Do what you have to do, that’s all," Bingbing hung up the phone.

This damned Wang Qian, he dared to target her business. No wonder he had been so sarcastic over the phone—it turned out what he meant by sending someone to bother her was this.