Come if You have the Guts.

But as a killer of the Death God's Guild, she had no way out. It was either death or completing the mission.

But she knew she was no match for this man. Suddenly, she cast a piercing gaze towards Ye Fengwu in the crowd.

Swoosh!

In an instant, she threw a dagger in her hand towards Ye Fengwu.

The speed of the dagger was like an arrow, almost as fast as a bullet.

In a flash, Ye Fengwu's heart sank. Facing this sudden dagger, she knew she couldn't dodge it.

Swoosh!

A flash of black light, and a pitch-black Tang sword shot out, accurately knocking down the flying dagger aimed at Ye Fengwu.

Swoosh!

The moment Ye Fengwu threw out the Tang sword, another dagger in C46's hand had already shot towards Ye Fengwu's face. This was her real goal.

This sudden sneak attack also caught Ye Fengwu a little off guard, but his reaction speed was unmatched. He saw him raise the Tang sword in his left hand, directly blocking the suddenly attacking dagger.

"I see your weakness now!" An excited shout came from behind Ye Fengwu.

Immediately after, Ye Fengwu only felt a tearing pain in his back. Clearly, when Ye Fengwu knocked down the two daggers, C46 had taken the chance to flash behind him.

Ye Fengwu seemed to have expected this. His mind was nimble, able to judge in an instant which threat was fatal, so he knocked down the fatal dagger and left his back open to the enemy.

Behind Ye Fengwu, C46 seemed to see the joy of victory. But the moment her claws that could tear through iron sheets slashed across Ye Fengwu's back, shock appeared in her eyes.

She thought this claw could rip Ye Fengwu's heart out of his back, but she never expected that this guy's physique, without a trace of Qi defense in his body, would be so sturdy, no weaker than C45's at all.

So this claw, instead of being fatal to Ye Fengwu, only left five scratches on him.

Swish!

While C46 was still in shock, a piercing chill had already swept across her neck. The knife was extremely fast; she even saw the world spinning.

Boom!

With a headless female corpse falling to the ground, the surroundings suddenly became silent. The people watching from afar couldn't help but turn their faces away. Many even started retching uncontrollably.

This horrifying battle scene was like watching an exciting action blockbuster.

Ye Fengwu picked up the Tang sword from the ground and put it back in the black box, then got directly into the business car the assassin had arrived in.

Screech!

With a beautiful drift,

Ye Fengwu drove the car in front of Luo Yihuaung and pushed open the passenger door, saying to Luo Yihuaung, "Get in the car."

Luo Yihuaung was already wearing that $30 pair of flats, probably the cheapest shoes she had ever worn in her life.

Hearing Ye Fengwu's words, Luo Yihuaung got into the car without hesitation.

"You can't leave. You...killed someone. You have to come to the station with us." The female cop suddenly leaned on the car door and shouted at Ye Fengwu.

Seeing this, the male cop beside her turned pale with fright. He hurriedly said to the female cop, "Do you want to die? Let's wait for backup first. They'll be here in a few minutes."

The male cop was clearly completely shocked by Ye Fengwu's combat power. But the female cop was a little stubborn. "But he killed someone. Even if it was justified, he should still go back to the station and explain clearly!"

Ye Fengwu quite admired this upright cop, because such public servants were rare.

"Someone will come to explain all this," Ye Fengwu said to the female cop, then stepped on the gas and sped away, headed for Haizhou City.

On the road, Luo Yihuaung remained silent. She glanced at Ye Fengwu's back, which was still bleeding, feeling complicated inside.

If Ye Fengwu had really kidnapped her for money at first, then now, he was really fighting for her. At least he had saved her life.

At this moment, she remembered the woman's words: If you believe me, then trust Ye Fengwu for now. With him, you can definitely get to Haizhou City.

After a long time, Luo Yihuaung suddenly said, "You're bleeding."

Hearing this, Ye Fengwu was a little surprised. He glanced at Luo Yihuaung and said, "Unexpected. You actually care about me."

Luo Yihuaung humphed, "I just want to get back safely to Haizhou City. If you die, my situation will be even more dangerous."

Ye Fengwu could feel the tearing pain in his back, but he had no time to treat the wound now. He was worried there might be more assassins on the road and had to get Luo Yihuaung back to Haizhou City as soon as possible.

At this time, he took out his phone and called Liu Hui: "Have someone handle the Yangshan County incident. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be in Haizhou City in two hours."

After speaking, Ye Fengwu immediately hung up.

But he had just put down his phone when a call came in. He glanced at it and saw it was from Qin Qinghan. This made Ye Fengwu's tired mood suddenly feel warm.

"Hello, Qinghan," Ye Fengwu answered the phone and said gently.

The phone was silent for a while before Qin Qinghan's complicated voice came through: "Where...where are you?"

Qin Qinghan's voice was gentle and pleasant. Every time he heard this voice, Ye Fengwu felt empowered.

He smiled calmly and said, "I just got back from out of town. I'm about to drive back to Haizhou City with our boss. I'll definitely be home before dinner."

After Ye Fengwu spoke, the phone went silent again.

"Hello, Qinghan..." Ye Fengwu's brows furrowed slightly. He felt something was off with Qin Qinghan. Could Lin Yu have told her about him taking Luo Yihuaung away?

Ye Fengwu glared fiercely at Luo Yihuaung beside him.

At this time, Qin Qinghan's voice finally came from the phone: "When you...get back, I...I have something to ask you. Be careful on the road, drive safely."

After speaking, she hung up before Ye Fengwu could respond.

Qin Qinghan's concern made Ye Fengwu's heart sweet, but his face still didn't look very good. He glared at Luo Yihuaung and asked, "Your assistant didn't stupidly tell my wife about you, did she?"

Luo Yihuaung calmly said, "Don't worry, Lin Yu is tactful."

Then Luo Yihuaung suddenly looked at Ye Fengwu and said lightly, "It seems Qin Qinghan really doesn't understand you."

Ye Fengwu snorted coldly, "One billion, not a cent less. And those $30 flats you're wearing."

"Thirty dollars." Luo Yihuaung glared at Ye Fengwu. No wonder they felt so uncomfortable to wear. Then she leaned back in her seat and said, "Don't worry, as long as I can get back safely to Haizhou City, the money can be transferred to you."

Ye Fengwu snorted again, "If you hadn't secretly hid a phone, we'd already be in Haizhou City. Next time I'll search you thoroughly."

Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung was slightly startled. This guy had actually guessed that she had made a call. But the next sentence made Luo Yihuaung grit her teeth in anger. There would never be a next time.

Ye Fengwu drove fast but very steadily. Unknowingly, Luo Yihuaung fell asleep.

After some time, Luo Yihuaung suddenly opened her eyes to rough shaking. She saw Ye Fengwu pushing her shoulder.

"We're home. If you want to sleep, sleep at home," Ye Fengwu said impatiently.

Only then did Luo Yihuaung realize she was already in a familiar villa district. The huge luxurious villa in front was her home.

"How do you know where my home is?" Luo Yihuaung asked warily.

Ye Fengwu looked straight ahead. More than a dozen people were swarming towards the villa door. Running at the forefront was Lin Yu in a professional skirt suit. Behind her were over a dozen well-trained bodyguards.

"Should I push you out of the car?" Ye Fengwu snorted.

Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung felt complicated inside. He had indeed brought her to Haizhou City, and along the way, although this guy was rude and annoying, he had never shown any intention to kill her.

Could it be...that he really came to protect me? This was the doubt in Luo Yihuaung's mind.

"Are you getting off or not?" Ye Fengwu said impatiently to the complicated looking Luo Yihuaung. The wound on his back needed immediate attention, because he had promised Qin Qinghan that he would definitely be home by dinner.

Only then did Luo Yihuaung get out of the car, but her mind was still extremely complicated. When she was forcibly taken away from the high-speed rail by him, she felt death approaching, but unexpectedly, the person who saved her life twice from the assassins and safely sent her home was also him.

Therefore, Luo Yihuaung had decided to definitely call that woman and ask her to tell her what role Ye Fengwu was actually playing.

"When will the 1 billion be paid?" Ye Fengwu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly shouted at Luo Yihuaung.

Luo Yihuaung hadn't bathed for two days, her clothes were also quite dirty, and even her beautiful hair was extremely messy. But even so, that peerless beauty still made people feel carefree and happy. She walked towards Lin Yu and said lightly: "For such a large amount of money, I can only transfer it to you from the company."

"Then I'll go to your company to get the account from you tomorrow." After saying that, Ye Fengwu stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

Luo Yihuaung glanced at the distant car of Ye Fengwu with disdain, "Come if you dare."

At this moment, there seemed to be a hint of wanting to default in Luo Yihuaung's eyes.

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