My Monster Fuses Everything

"Damn!"

Wu Guang cursed inwardly. It was already two taels of gold, but they were still not satisfied. That was eighty or ninety thousand yuan, an amount they might not earn in a year of running their barbecue stall.

Although blaming Zhu Xiong's greed, the news he brought undoubtedly shocked him, and he couldn't let it pass.

Knowing the urgency of the matter, he then said to steady Zhu Xiong, "I'll take you to meet our boss, he'll give you whatever you want."

Zhu Xiong chuckled, "That's good, let's go. Fortunately, Su Han isn't free to watch us today."

Wu Guang's expression changed as he thought to himself, "So that's why I haven't seen them these past few days, Su Han has been watching them closely."

He immediately led Zhu Xiong towards the third floor, close to the end of the hallway, where He Fang and others lived.

Upon reaching the door, Wu Guang pushed it open and as soon as he entered, he excitedly exclaimed, "Brother Fang, we've got news."

He Fang was training his Angel Envoy in the living room. Upon hearing the news, he sharply turned his gaze towards the entrance. Seeing Zhu Xiong, he couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

"Sit, sit down and let's talk."

He Fang asked the two to sit down and talk, but his gaze was fixed on Zhu Xiong. To him, Zhu Xiong being brought by Wu Guang was unexpected.

However, now that he was here, the information he could provide would definitely be more valuable. Besides, with Zhu Xiong taking sides here, stabbing Su Han in the back wouldn't be an issue.

Thinking this, He Fang became excited.

Wu Guang settled down and leaned close to He Fang's ear, whispering, "Boss, it's like this— he's found the secret, but he wants more money."

He Fang's eyes flickered slightly, his face remained inscrutable as he thought to himself: No wonder he would betray, this guy really is greedy.

With a smile, He Fang reassured Zhu Xiong, "The price isn't a problem, but how much more Brother Zhu can add depends on how much your information is worth, you know this."

Zhu Xiong sat confidently, his tone very certain, "My information is certainly valuable, but I want more than just money; I want to use that thing first."

He Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, a sly glint in his gaze as he caught a key word: that thing.

He immediately continued, "That thing? You mean Su Han's secret is tied to some object."

Zhu Xiong's expression shifted slightly, appearing a bit unnatural as he vaguely replied, "Don't worry about that. You have to agree to my terms first, or I won't say anything."

He Fang's demeanor suddenly shifted, adopting an air of having the upper hand, "Brother Zhu, you might as well speak up. I won't shortchange you, and you'll get your share first. Besides, you're already here; you don't think that Su Han would let you off if he knew, do you?"

"Damn, are you threatening me?"

Zhu Xiong burst out cursing, pointing directly at He Fang's nose, his spit spraying He Fang's face, his expression menacingly dark.

'Damn, spit? Bad luck!'

He Fang was annoyed internally, but he didn't show it, instead adopting a cunning smile, staring into Zhu Xiong's eyes.

The more agitated Zhu Xiong became, the more confident He Fang felt.

"Let's talk about the matter first; you can't beat me, right?"

Pushed into a corner, Zhu Xiong took a deep breath, his tone unhappy as he said, "He has a red ring hanging around his neck that he never showed. I only saw it by chance a few days ago."

"A ring?" He Fang was taken aback, showing a skeptical look, "Are you sure?"

He knew Su Han had secrets, but suddenly saying it was some magical ring made him skeptical, it sounded like something straight out of a novel.

With air of annoyance, Zhu Xiong replied, "Believe it or not, as soon as I saw it, he immediately hid it, never intending to show it to me. Though he didn't say anything, he quickly sent me away."

As Zhu Xiong described this, He Fang somewhat believed him; Su Han's behavior indicated that it was no ordinary ring.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, realizing what that thing was, the job would become much easier: kill Su Han, snatch the ring.

However, before that, there were still some issues to be resolved, such as how to use the ring?

He looked toward Zhu Xiong and asked out loud, "Do you know how to use this ring?"

Zhu Xiong replied irritably, "If I knew how to use it, would I still come looking for you? Just one sentence, the thing is right there, do you want to cooperate or not?"

A flash of dissatisfaction passed through He Fang's eyes: Damn fatso.

Zhu Xiong pressed on step by step, his demeanor one of not knowing who needed whom, which annoyed He Fang.

But he couldn't turn on him now because Zhu Xiong still had bigger uses.

He offered a cunning smile and said confidently, "Of course we need to cooperate, and Brother Zhu, this thing wouldn't get done without you."

Zhu Xiong frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What are you thinking of doing? I'm not up for anything too dangerous."

He Fang laughed and said, "This job isn't dangerous for you at all."

Zhu Xiong's complexion worsened, "What on earth are you planning?"

"I need you to tell Su Han tonight that monsters have broken into the seventh floor, Cheng Zhenyong and the others are unable to hold them off, and they need support immediately."

Zhu Xiong's frown deepened, his expression growing increasingly ugly, almost steel-blue, "You plan to ambush Su Han on the 7th floor?"

"Not just Su Han, but also his two sidekicks, Gan Xinglei and Yan Meiyu, right?"

Zhu Xiong said in a serious tone, "There are three of them, three Angel Envoys. If you guys want to ambush him, you'd better have a solid plan. Don't tell me you can beat a Four-armed Corpse."

He Fang's expression darkened; his least favorite thing was others saying he couldn't beat a Four-armed Corpse.

Although it was true, he didn't like it, not one bit.

He said coldly, "I can't beat it, but if you just sneak up and stab him, if Su Han goes down, what good is that Angel Envoy? Then I'd just torch it with gasoline, no matter how many arms it has, in the end, it'll just be a pile of charred wood. What do you think?"

Zhu Xiong's pupils shrank sharply, his cheek muscles twitching, and he cursed in his mind: What a treacherous bastard.

He pondered for a long time until He Fang, growing impatient, tapped on the table and kept his gaze fixed on him.

Only then did he slowly raise his head, "What time tonight?"

Seeing Zhu Xiong ask this brought a smile to He Fang's face.

"After midnight. We'll get there first, just bring the people up and we'll get started. I guarantee the gold will be yours, and once I figure out how to use that ring, I'll definitely share the benefits with you."

"It's a deal. You better call upon all your men. That Four-armed Corpse is far more formidable than you think; you must have seen its punch in the lobby. We can't afford a mistake, or none of us will come out alive."

Zhu Xiong's caution made He Fang's smile even brighter.

The more meticulous the caution, the more it proved Zhu Xiong was on their side, beyond the point of no return.

He responded, "Don't worry, I won't hold back on this. Plus, my corpse is First-level Intermediate, not below his Angel Envoy."

Zhu Xiong looked at He Fang in surprise, the news indeed unexpected.

He Fang was quite pleased with Zhu Xiong's expression, thinking: Shocked, aren't you? Su Han isn't the only capable one. If not for that ring, who would have the upper hand is still undecided. But soon, that chance will belong to him.

"Wu Guang, see Brother Zhu off, and be careful not to let Su Han notice."

"Understood, Brother Fang."