Yang Shuxi was very beautiful and was known as the school goddess. Moreover, she always dressed up beautifully whenever she went out. Beauty could give a woman confidence.
Therefore, no matter where she was, she could always become the center of attention.
But today, she felt a little uncomfortable, because the man sitting next to her, who looked like a migrant worker but was incredibly handsome, didn't even spare her a glance.
Yang Shuxi wasn't a vain woman, but that didn't mean she didn't have a proud heart.
So, Yang Shuxi suddenly turned her head and smiled at Ye Fengwu, saying, "Handsome guy, where are you from?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fengwu furrowed his brows. Right now, he needed to avoid attracting attention, but this woman chose this moment to strike up a conversation.
Thus, Ye Fengwu chose to ignore her, but his eyes were still vigilantly watching the surroundings.
Seeing that Ye Fengwu ignored her, Yang Shuxi felt even more frustrated. Usually, wherever she went, she was the center of attention, and others would eagerly try to talk to her.
But this man not only hadn't looked at her even once, he acted coldly even when she spoke to him.
Unwilling to give up, Yang Shuxi pouted and mumbled, "Uncle, even if we're strangers, I'm the one talking to you. You can't be this rude. I'm not trying to harm you."
With that, Yang Shuxi leaned back in her seat with a look of grievance.
Seeing this, Ye Fengwu finally glanced at Yang Shuxi. She was indeed very beautiful, with a pair of bright, clear eyes that were pure and innocent, which contrasted with her mature outfit.
To handle the situation, Ye Fengwu casually said, "Haihua City."
Upon hearing Ye Fengwu's response, Yang Shuxi was clearly surprised, but then she smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I'm studying at Haihua University, and my aunt and cousin are also from Haihua City."
Ye Fengwu wasn't interested in talking to her, so he replied indifferently, "Your outfit doesn't look like that of a student."
Yang Shuxi smiled sweetly and said, "Your outfit doesn't look like that of a migrant worker, either."
Ye Fengwu gave her a surprised look.
Yang Shuxi scanned Ye Fengwu's appearance, then made a thoughtful expression, tapping her chin as she said, "Your clothes are a bit worn, your skin isn't very fair, and your physique is similar to a migrant worker's, but…"
She gave a sly smile and continued, "But, you're so handsome, with such charm. Your gaze is calm yet sharp, and there's this overbearing aura about you. I guess you must be a secret agent carrying out a mission, right? Hehe…"
Yang Shuxi said this as a joke, but the moment she mentioned "secret agent," all the other twenty people in the carriage subtly lifted their gaze and looked at Ye Fengwu with a strange expression.
Ye Fengwu's expression remained calm, but inwardly, he was already wishing he could slap this girl.
He then said indifferently, "Kid, if you're trying to hit on me, why don't you leave your phone number?"
As he spoke, Ye Fengwu deliberately leaned closer, lightly brushing his shoulder against Yang Shuxi's.
Seeing this, Yang Shuxi furrowed her brows and instinctively moved away. Her once mischievous expression turned stiff.
"Uncle, I was just joking. You don't really think I'm interested in you, do you?" Yang Shuxi said, a bit awkwardly.
Ye Fengwu's lips curled up into a lewd smile as he handed her the opened bottle of water and said, "Beauty, have a drink. Let's continue talking."
Seeing his lewd smile and the water bottle in his hand, Yang Shuxi became increasingly wary.
The bottle of water was provided by the train attendants, but who knew if he had put something in it?
Yang Shuxi began to regret her actions. She had only wanted to find someone to chat with during the boring journey, but this seemingly good-looking man had such a creepy smile.
So, Yang Shuxi pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "I... I'm not thirsty."
Ye Fengwu was persistent and said, "I've already opened it."
With that, he tried to force the bottle into her hands. Yang Shuxi grew more irritated and said angrily, "What's wrong with you? I've already said I'm not thirsty."
This scene should have attracted more attention, but the eyes around them gradually withdrew, and a few people even sneered.
Seeing that Yang Shuxi was getting angry, Ye Fengwu straightened his face and said, "I've already opened it. How can you not drink it?"
With that, he tried to hand her the water again.
Yang Shuxi was not only angry but also scared. She wanted to take the bottle but was sure she wouldn't drink it.
However, just as her hand reached halfway, she saw Ye Fengwu tilt the bottle, and a large portion of the water splashed onto her pants.
"Ah!" Yang Shuxi screamed, and her beautiful face flushed with anger. She glared at Ye Fengwu and shouted, "You... you're such a jerk! If you keep doing this, I'll call the police!"
Ye Fengwu acted innocent and said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Yang Shuxi, fuming, stood up and stomped her foot before heading to the bathroom to clean herself.
As soon as Yang Shuxi entered the bathroom, Ye Fengwu quickly followed her to the bathroom door and said, "Do you need help?"
"Go away..." Yang Shuxi's angry voice came from inside the bathroom.
Ye Fengwu slowly turned around, his lewd smile fading and replaced by a cold, icy expression.
The twenty or so people in the carriage, who had been watching the drama unfold with faint smiles, suddenly froze when they saw the ice-cold look on Ye Fengwu's face.
As seasoned killers, they could tell that danger was approaching just by looking at the look in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, all twenty of them stood up.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, several sharp sounds echoed as over a dozen flying needles shot toward Ye Fengwu. Their speed was so fast that they almost matched the speed of a bullet leaving the barrel.
Whoosh!
Ye Fengwu's gaze remained calm as he raised his hand and swept it in front of him. The flying needles were all caught by him.
With a wave of his hand, the flying needles returned to their original positions, moving even faster than before—several times faster, far surpassing the speed of bullets.
Pop, pop, pop, pop!
In an instant, seven or eight passengers fell back into their seats, clearly having died from the toxic needles.
The remaining dozen or so people looked horrified, immediately drawing handguns from their waists, each equipped with silencers.
However, before they could aim their guns at Ye Fengwu, a ghostly figure had already closed in on the two men at the front.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept through as Ye Fengwu's fingers, quick as lightning, struck the two men's temples.
Ugh!
In the blink of an eye, the two men's bodies froze in place, their eyes instantly filling with blood, and they were completely overtaken by the blood.
Ye Fengwu was a war god of the Chinese military and the best assassin and scout. As a scout, his training had one goal: to kill with one strike.
Thus, Ye Fengwu knew the structure of the human body and was familiar with every deadly acupoint.
His speed was so fast that the killers didn't even have time to react.
Pop!
Before the remaining killers could turn their guns toward Ye Fengwu, he had already snatched the guns from the two dead men's hands.
Puff, puff, puff, puff!
Then, a series of rapid gunfire rang out, as fast as a machine gun.
The entire process took less than two seconds, and by the end of it, only Ye Fengwu, holding two guns, was left standing in the carriage.
The guns had silencers, so the sound was minimal, and there were two layers of doors between the business class compartments, so the abnormality went unnoticed by the attendants.
Ye Fengwu carefully repositioned the bodies of the fallen killers and fastened their seatbelts. If one didn't look closely, they would look like they were just sleeping.
At this moment, Ye Fengwu finally turned his gaze toward the bathroom.
"Such a hassle," Ye Fengwu muttered impatiently as he stuffed the two guns into one of the dead assassin's clothes.
To save that girl's life, he had actually disguised himself as a creepy guy.