At this time, the door of the restroom opened, and Yang Shuxi pouted and walked out. She was just about to go back to her seat when she almost bumped into Ye Fengwu walking towards her.
Yang Shuxi took a step back and leaned against the restroom door. The sweetness and maturity she had just shown were gone in an instant, and her pretty face was full of vigilance as she glared at Ye Fengwu and said, "What do you want? I'm calling the police!"
Ye Fengwu had a black box slung over his shoulder. He pointed to behind Yang Shuxi and said, "I need to use the restroom."
Hearing this, Yang Shuxi was instantly embarrassed. She tilted her body to pass by Ye Fengwu's side.
Ye Fengwu looked back and said, "Go to carriage 10, carriage 9 has no living people left."
Hearing this, Yang Shuxi turned around and stuck her tongue out at Ye Fengwu, and said with a humph, "You're trying to scare me. Do you think I'm a little girl? Humph!"
After speaking, she headed towards her own seat. However, after taking just two steps, her expression became strange, because all the passengers in the entire carriage were in weird postures, some with their faces up lying in the recliners, some with their heads drooping down completely.
Yang Shuxi shook her head, then went back and sat in her own seat.
After Ye Fengwu entered the restroom, his eyes carefully scanned the interior.
When his eyes swept past the sink, his gaze suddenly stopped. The sink had been opened before, the traces were subtle, but Ye Fengwu could still see it.
Crack! Ye Fengwu pinched the edge of the sink and abruptly exerted force, directly lifting the entire basin up.
"Sure enough it's here." Ye Fengwu let out a faint hum, but saw several glass tube-like objects hidden under the basin, filled with golden liquid. Not only that, the glass tubes were also connected to a timer, which still had 56 minutes left.
This kind of liquid bomb was enough to blow up the entire train.
Ye Fengwu carefully took out the bomb and looked at the dense wires on it. The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, then he directly pinched and broke a red wire with his fingernail.
With a "di" sound, the timer stopped at 54 minutes and 30 seconds.
After successfully dismantling the bomb, Ye Fengwu did not hide it, but carefully placed it back under the basin.
When Ye Fengwu walked out of the restroom, he suddenly heard Yang Shuxi yell at him, "Hey, uncle, the atmosphere here is so creepy."
Ye Fengwu turned his head to look, only to see Yang Shuxi sitting stiffly in her seat, her beautiful big eyes glancing around from time to time.
Ye Fengwu shook his head. The target was important. There must be more than one carriage of killers on this train. Perhaps the two people who knew Qi were also mixed in one of the carriages.
So Ye Fengwu turned and walked towards carriage 10.
Seeing that Ye Fengwu had become that cold uncle again, Yang Shuxi was also surprised.
When she turned to look at the passengers around her in their weird postures, she couldn't help but shiver.
In carriage 10, when Ye Fengwu stepped in, the five bodyguards in black immediately stood up and surrounded Ye Fengwu.
Ye Fengwu pretended to be surprised and pointed to the empty seats, "I thought here was empty."
Lin Yu stood up and said to Ye Fengwu, "Sorry, go to other carriages, we booked this one."
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu looked honest and said, "Wow, rich people are so lucky. As a migrant worker like me, I can only look for seats everywhere."
After speaking, he also deliberately made a pitiful look, as if saying, don't you all look down on migrant workers?
"Let him sit."
At this time, a very pleasant female voice reached Ye Fengwu's ears.
The speaker was Luo Yihuaung, who was still half lying in her seat.
Hearing this, Lin Yu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. "Miss Luo, we'd better be more vigilant!"
Luo Yihuaung closed her eyes lightly and said indifferently, "If he is really a killer, it is better to keep him in sight rather than lurking in the dark."
After hearing Luo Yihuaung's words, a hint of surprise also flashed in Ye Fengwu's eyes. With just two sentences, Ye Fengwu could see this woman's calmness and wisdom.
Lin Yu nodded, then pointed to the second row of seats next to Ye Fengwu and said, "Sit there."
After speaking, Lin Yu signaled to the bodyguards, and two of them sat down behind Ye Fengwu, obviously keeping an eye on him.
Ye Fengwu grinned amiably, "Thank you, beautiful lady, where are you from? It's hard to find such a beautiful and kind person like you in this world now."
Lin Yu's pretty face was gradually filled with impatience. She coldly snorted, "If you can keep quiet, you can sit here until you get off. Otherwise, I'll have them kick you out."
After speaking, Lin Yu sat back in her seat.
At this moment, Ye Fengwu suddenly stood up and walked directly to Luo Yihuaung's seat.
The three bodyguards in front didn't notice that Ye Fengwu, who had just sat down, suddenly got up again. Their attention was all on the door of carriage 11.
At this time, Lin Yu happened to look back and saw the man dressed as a migrant worker walking up to her. He then casually sat down in the seat next to Luo Yihuaung, expressionless.
Seeing this, Lin Yu was shocked. She stood up and angrily shouted at Ye Fengwu, "What are you doing? Who let you come over?"
"Do you know your bodyguards lack vigilance?"
Ye Fengwu ignored Lin Yu's scolding, but turned to the resting Luo Yihuaung and said.
This was the first time Ye Fengwu saw Luo Yihuaung. Rumor had it that this woman was very beautiful, with the title of the most beautiful woman in China. At first, Ye Fengwu didn't quite believe it.
Who could be more beautiful than Qin Qinghan in this world? But when he truly saw Luo Yihuaung, Ye Fengwu vaguely believed that rumor.
Even just a side profile of Luo Yihuaung was already shockingly beautiful. Her features were so exquisite that they could be described as perfect.
Luo Yihuaung slowly opened her eyes, still with that calm look in her narrow phoenix eyes.
She said lightly, "Now I know."
While angry, Lin Yu became more vigilant. How could the bodyguards at the door allow him to get close to Miss Luo?
So Lin Yu shouted at the two bodyguards who were still sitting there unresponsive, "Hey, what's wrong with you two?"
Ye Fengwu said lightly, "They should be asleep."
Although Luo Yihuaung's bodyguards were stronger than ordinary people, their true strength was not as good as any of the killers in carriage 9. So Ye Fengwu had at least dozens of ways to make them lose consciousness without resistance.
Hearing this, Lin Yu paled in shock. How could the bodyguards in front not understand the situation? They rushed at Ye Fengwu.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Ye Fengwu raised his hand and waved, and three small objects flashed out like lightning, hitting the knee area of the three bodyguards almost simultaneously.
"Ah!" The three men's legs went soft and they fell to the ground.
Then three more flying objects came, accurately hitting the crown of the three men's heads, the Baihui acupoint.
Once this acupuncture point was heavily struck, one would instantly fall unconscious.
Seeing the three bodyguards lose consciousness after just one encounter, Lin Yu's face turned even paler.
Pa da! Pa da! At this time, Lin Yu finally saw clearly the hidden weapons that had rendered the three bodyguards unconscious in an instant. They were six pistol shells.
He actually...actually subdued her expensively hired bodyguards with just six pistol shells.
Looking at the two unconscious bodyguards sitting in the front row, Lin Yu finally realized that this man who looked like a migrant worker was a killer, a very powerful killer.
He had threatened Miss Luo's life without any effort.
Swish! Following that, Lin Yu's eyes focused as she punched straight at Ye Fengwu's throat with her right fist. Her punch was not only fast, but also powerful and accurate.
Seeing this, Ye Fengwu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this beautiful woman to also be a master.
From her speed and power, this woman's combat ability was probably not weaker than the policewoman Chen Nan, and stronger than those unconscious bodyguards.
The corner of Ye Fengwu's mouth slightly lifted as the night breeze blew. He didn't even have the intention to stand up. With a flick of his hand, he grabbed Lin Yu's pink fist. Twisting her arm back, Lin Yu cried out in pain, instantly losing her balance.
Ye Fengwu twisted Lin Yu's arms behind her back, then pressed her face down over his lap.
This position was rather indecent, especially for a proud woman like Lin Yu. It was nothing short of humiliating.
Yet there Lin Yu knelt, her upper body pinned over Ye Fengwu's legs. The only part she could use to fight back was her little mouth. Driven by the will to survive and the anger from humiliation, she fiercely bit down.
"Mmm!" Ye Fengwu's expression darkened, his whole face flushed red.
"How much is my life worth?"
Just then, Luo Yihuaung suddenly spoke up. His expression was still as calm and composed as ever. Even his tone barely held any ripples.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
