Chapter 113: The Encirclement and Assault
Five or six dump trucks came rushing toward them, roaring wildly as if intent on swallowing their own vehicles. Yang Xiaomi stared blankly at the chaotic scene around her, so frightened that she closed her eyes.
The moment she shut her eyes, she felt the car spinning wildly in place.
Around the car, unseen by Yang Xiaomi, the spinning vehicles kicked up a thick cloud of dust, blocking everyone's view.
At this moment, Su Bai’s gaze was resolute.
[Exploration function activated.]
Through the exploration function, the positions and speeds of the five dump trucks were clearly imprinted in Su Bai’s mind.
The five drivers inside the dump trucks were momentarily stunned by the sudden dust cloud rising up.
Then, a wild smile curled at their lips.
One of them spoke in a foreign language, “Guys, he naïvely thinks that blocking our view will stop his death!”
“Hahaha... If we can take down a singer with us before we die, it’s not a loss!”
“Everyone, accelerate!!!”
As soon as the words fell, all five dump trucks pressed their accelerators to the floor, charging fiercely toward the center.
Even though they knew this mission was a death sentence, they had no other choice.
Just as the five trucks were about to collide with Su Bai’s vehicle, his car jolted, then shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, narrowly brushing past the edges of two dump trucks.
The dump trucks, blinded by the dust, were unaware that their target had already vanished.
Bang! Crash! The deafening sound of collisions rang out.
Su Bai glanced in the rearview mirror to see a scene of utter destruction.
All five trucks had been reduced to wreckage.
Even with the system’s exploration function assisting him, Su Bai still felt a chill of fear—one wrong move and they could have perished together.
After driving a short distance, Su Bai looked at Yang Xiaomi in the passenger seat, her face pale and nearly unconscious.
He stopped the car and hurriedly helped her out.
Yang Xiaomi could no longer hold on and clutched her chest, vomiting violently by the roadside.
Suddenly, the sound of clapping echoed.
Su Bai’s expression changed as he shielded Yang Xiaomi behind him.
“Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!”
“Who would have thought the famous singer would also be a master driver?”
“To escape the siege of five dump trucks and send them straight to hell!”
Su Bai turned to face the few men who had gathered around.
His expression instantly turned cold.
Yang Xiaomi also saw the men approaching, armed with sharp weapons.
They were the type of ruthless, savage men one would fear.
She dared not imagine what would happen if they fell into their hands.
“Heh heh heh, and there’s a delicate beauty too!”
“Brothers, this mission just got profitable!”
“After we deal with him, we’ll get to enjoy the taste of a Daxia beauty!”
The leader’s words were followed by raucous laughter from his companions.
Their lecherous eyes fixed on Yang Xiaomi.
Overwhelmed by fear, Yang Xiaomi trembled uncontrollably, clutching Su Bai’s arm tightly.
“Su Bai, what should we do? What should we do!” she kept pleading with a tearful, pitiful voice.
Su Bai felt a pang of pity at her desperation.
But it only seemed to spur the attackers to laugh even more wildly.
Gently patting Yang Xiaomi’s back, Su Bai spoke softly, “Trust me, nothing will happen.”
“You stay here and hide for now. I’ll be back soon.”
Yang Xiaomi still gripped his arm, her eyes pleading him not to leave.
Only after Su Bai’s steady gaze reassured her did she slowly loosen her hold.
She knew deep down that if they just waited to be surrounded, it would be a death trap.
Su Bai rose slowly, his eyes icy as he faced the approaching men, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.
Though he did not know their exact identities, the fact that they had sent five dump trucks meant they wanted them dead.
From their aura, they were desperate fugitives.
Their accents, though speaking Daxia’s language, suggested they were not native to Daxia.
Su Bai stepped forward toward them.
Seeing the knives in their hands, he knew they intended to kill him.
In an instant, Su Bai’s mind flashed through possible opponents.
But his thoughts were cut short by a knife thrust aimed straight at him.
“Watch out!”
Yang Xiaomi’s heart leapt to her throat as she saw two men raise their knives to stab Su Bai.
Just as the blades were about to strike, she cried out.
Hearing her warning, Su Bai glanced back and swiftly kicked one attacker’s wrist.
A crisp crack echoed—the sound of bones breaking.
“Ahhhh!” the man howled in pain.
Su Bai ignored the screams and kicked him far away.
The man spat blood and fainted.
The other assailant, who had raised his knife alongside, froze.
His mocking expression vanished, replaced by grave seriousness.
Yang Xiaomi covered her mouth in disbelief, amazed at Su Bai’s skill.
He was even more formidable than her hired bodyguards!
Su Bai turned back and said to Yang Xiaomi, “Take care of yourself. I’ll be quick.”
“If anything feels wrong, shout for me immediately.”
Yang Xiaomi nodded uncertainly.
Without hesitation, Su Bai dashed toward the remaining attackers.
Before they could react, he landed several swift kicks, sending them all sprawling to the ground.
Watching his foes writhe in pain, the leader who had yet to strike fixed a grave look on Su Bai.
He hadn’t expected their target to be so formidable.
As a secret-trained team, they carried their own confidence.
They barely regarded ordinary security teams.
That was the confidence born of countless battles.
They had assumed this mission to assassinate a singer in Daxia would be a breeze.
But they hadn’t anticipated such complications.
What was more unacceptable was the source of these complications.
It wasn’t the professional protection team they had hired.
It was the target himself whom they had underestimated most.
They had thought a mere singer, even one now famous, would be an easy mark.
Now they realized how terribly wrong they were.
At that moment, Yang Xiaomi’s eyes shone with boundless hope, gazing at Su Bai’s retreating figure with anticipation.