C2

It was unknown if it was because Ye Guhsing chose the wrong day of the assassination, or if the damn fatty in the villa was too scared of death. Ye Guhsing checked all the doors and windows in the villa, but he did not find a single one that was open, or those that were not, and almost all the doors and windows were tightly closed.

"Damn it, fatty, aren't you afraid you'll suffocate to death!" Ye Guhsing cursed in his heart indignantly. Then his eyes drifted to the breathable window of one of the bathrooms on the second floor of the villa.

Even though the breathless window was also tightly locked by someone from the inside, that window was the only blind spot in the entire villa. Ye Guhsing had to use the shortest amount of time to open that window before he could enter the villa, without anyone noticing.

Once he made a decision, there was no need to have any hesitation. Otherwise, once the opportunity disappeared, it would be very difficult to find him again.

As the number one assassin in the world, Ye Guhsing understood this principle more than anyone else. Thus, when he discovered the dead corner washroom on the second floor, his body flickered, and like an agile monkey, he quickly climbed to the second floor of the villa.

When he came to the side of the bathroom window, the moment Ye Guhsing's bodyguards turned around, their right hands immediately flashed with a cold light, and the entire window was pushed down by him.

The moment the window was taken off, Ye Guhsing immediately rushed in through the window and casually installed the window perfectly. From the outside, the window looked exactly the same as before. It was as if no one had ever touched it.

In the living room of the mansion, a meatball that weighed at least 150 kg was curled up on the sofa in fright.

This fatty's name was Liu Yu, and his name sounded nice, but the things that this fatty did was at least enough for him to lose his head a hundred times, if it wasn't for the fact that he had an extremely powerful father, based on the things that this fatty did, he would have already died countless of times.

Two days ago, when he received Ye Guhsing's parcel from the world's number one assassin, the fat on his face trembled uncontrollably. If he did not go to the toilet before accepting the packet, he probably would have peed his pants when he opened it.

When his father heard about this, he was also quite frightened. Fortunately, as a high-ranking official, he was more calm when an unexpected event occurred, so this damn fatty's father immediately picked dozens of special forces who had experienced hundreds of battles from the Huaxia Special Forces and built the building that the damn fatty lived in into a heavily guarded fortress.

But even so, the damn fatty was still scared, the fat on his body constantly shaking on the sofa. There was no helping it, Ye Guhsing's name was too famous. As long as it was someone he wanted to assassinate, there was no one who could survive after the specified time on the note.

Just as Liu Yu was about to take the wet towel from the table and wipe his face that was drenched in sweat, a voice that seemed to come from hell suddenly sounded in his ears: "Young Master Liu, do you want to wipe the sweat?"

The fatty reflexively replied, "Yes, it's really too hot. Go and get me a cup of cold water for young master."

However, when the fatty finished speaking, his obese body immediately shot up from the sofa. He remembered that there was no one in the mansion and all the guards had been sent outside by him.

"You … "You..." Liu Yu, who had sprung up from his seat, raised his right hand and pointed at the assassin Guhsing, whose entire body was wrapped in black clothes, with a face full of fear.

Seeing the target's face staring at him in fear, Guhsing shrugged his shoulders and shrugged, after which his figure flashed, before the dead fatty Liu Yu could even cry out for help, he had already stopped all his mute acupoints. At this time, Liu Yu was unable to even make a sound no matter how hard he tried to shout.

"Hehe!" Damn fatty, I never would have thought that your dad had such great authority, and invited so many special forces to be your bodyguards. Ye Guhsing said while laughing with his face covered. As he spoke, his sharp eyes constantly scanned Liu Yu's body of fat from time to time.

Liu Yu's face became pale after being hit by the finger. The fat on his body started to shake erratically, his eyes revealed a look of despair, a fishy light yellow liquid continued to drip from between his fat legs.

"Haha, damn fatty, you also have times of fear. Back then, when you cut open the chests of those innocent pregnant women, did you ever think of today, when you cooked those unborn babies as delicacies, did you ever think of today, today, your father will shave all of the fat on your body clean and allow you to easily reincarnate?" Ye Guhsing said with a sinister smile, and then, without caring about how heavy that damn fatty was, who seemed to be more than three hundred kilograms, picked him up by the neck and threw him onto the incomparably large dining table.

The strength that Ye Guhsing used was extremely well-placed, the dead fatty that weighed more than three hundred kilograms did not make much noise at all when he was thrown onto the table. Coupled with the exceptionally good soundproofing effect of the villa, no matter how powerful the guards who were disguised as the special forces were, they would not be able to hear anything inside the house.

After a series of swift movements, Ye Guhsing peeled the damn fatty on the table until he looked like a pig with its feathers cut off, ready to cut him into pieces.

Shua!! Ye Guhsing covered his head and revealed a pair of extremely sharp eyes. He took out a cold little dagger from nowhere.

Seeing this small dagger, the eyes of the fat Liu Yu, who was lying on the huge dining table, almost popped out of their sockets due to fright.

"Haha, boy, you're scared, right? It's alright, this young lord's technique is quite fast. I guarantee that I will be able to cut your flesh and not leave even a scratch on your skin." Ye Guhsing said with an evil smile, after that he held the small dagger in his hand and tapped on the fatty's body, patting him, as though he was considering where he should start with the first slash.

Suddenly, Ye Guhsing's eyes that were unusually sharp looked at the dead fatty's fat tongue, and then he laughed sinisterly: "Damn fatty, since you like to eat so much, then it must be your tongue playing tricks on you. Good, today I will cut off your tongue."

With that, an extremely shocking killing intent flashed past Ye Guhsing's eyes that were hidden behind the mask. His left hand pointed towards the fatty's throat.

Right at that moment, the abnormally sharp dagger in Ye Guhsing's right hand suddenly slipped past a streak of cold light and cut off that fatty's extremely stinky tongue that was coming out from the sky.

Ye Guhsing's blade technique was extremely fast, even after cutting off the fatty's tongue, no blood actually came out. Ye Guhsing then immediately pointed at the fatty's bloated heart and used a bit of force, instantly controlling the blood flow in the fatty's entire body to a very slow speed.

The intense pain caused the fatty's eyes, which had been squeezed by the fat, to suddenly widen. His eyeballs seemed as if they were about to pop out of his eye sockets.

"Hehe!" Ye Guhsing chuckled when he saw the fatty's painful appearance. "Damn fatty, how was it? Shuang, don't worry, there's still a long time until daybreak. After he finished speaking, Ye Guhsing started to cut Liu Yu's body with the shiny dagger in his hand.

Every time Liu Yu fainted from the pain, Ye Guhsing would also imbue a weak Vital Qi into his body to wake him up.

Just like that, after cutting for at least an hour, Ye Guhsing's body which was originally more than one hundred fifty kilograms was sliced by Ye Guhsing into seventy to eighty kilograms. The entire dining table was once again covered in fresh blood that was filled with a fishy smell.

However, as a hitman, Ye Guhsing's heart was already hard to the point of being terrifying. At this moment, he was like a top-notch chef, cutting and cutting the fat pig on the table into pieces like a knife through butter.