My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife-Chapter 905 - 904: Silent as a Whisper (1/2)

It was night.

All the lights in the houses were out.

In the pitch darkness, a few shadows flickered in the hallway.

Their steps were light, not triggering the sound-controlled lights in the corridor.

Inside the room.

Yang Chen was still sleeping on the sofa.

In the bedroom.

The two women were sleeping very soundly.

For some reason, as long as Yang Chen was there, they felt completely at ease.

However, Yang Chen, who was on the sofa outside, quietly got up, went to the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, then lay back down on the sofa.

Right then, a rustling sound came from the doorway.

Click!

The door was opened.

The subtle creak of the door breaking the silence of the Black Night.

Although Yang Chen kept his eyes closed, he could sense several people had arrived.

Five in total.

Three on the left, two on the right.

The two on the left, their weight should be around one hundred fifty to one hundred eighty; the third at least over two hundred.

The two on the right seemed cautious, moving even more lightly, weighing around one hundred thirty, with a slender frame about five foot nine.

Five people carefully approached the sofa, surrounding Yang Chen.

The five exchanged a glance, each drawing their weapon.

Even in the pitch-black room, the glint of cold blades emitted a chilling sheen.

At this moment, a faint voice came, "If I were you, I'd definitely leave quietly rather than make a move!"

Upon hearing the voice, the five shivered involuntarily.

When they looked back at the sofa, they found the person lying there had vanished!

How is this possible!

Just a blink of an eye, and he had suddenly disappeared right in front of them!

Did they encounter a ghost?

The five trembled with fear.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think it over." The voice spoke calmly from the corner of the room.

The five simultaneously looked toward where the voice came from, and were shocked to find someone sitting on a chair at the dining table!

That person was Yang Chen, who had been lying on the sofa!

However, they had no idea how Yang Chen had moved there in such a short time!

Cold sweat broke out on the backs of the five.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"Seven!"

Yang Chen counted down at his own pace.

Though his voice was soft, to their ears, it thundered like a rolling clap.

The sight of Yang Chen's calm demeanor completely unnerved the five.

They were all skilled; otherwise, they wouldn't have been sent to assassinate Yang Chen.

But this was the first time they encountered such a situation.

Before their eyes, he vanished suddenly, calmly counting down to their demise.

This filled them with unprecedented fear.

"Six!"

"Five!"

"Four!"

Yang Chen continued counting on his own.

The five exchanged a look.

They all harbored thoughts of retreat.

This was, after all, an assassination.

Now that the target had been exposed, the assassination was likely unachievable.

Especially against such a profound adversary.

Under normal circumstances, immediate retreat was warranted.

Yet they recalled their instructions before coming.

They must kill Yang Chen! Otherwise, they shouldn't return!

For them, if this figure was truly a hidden master, they were surely doomed.

But if they withdrew, they were equally dead.

So, they might as well take a gamble!

Suddenly, a murderous glint shone in their eyes once more, and they raised their knives with glistening blades towards Yang Chen.

Upon witnessing this, Yang Chen ceased his countdown, stood up, and sighed, "I never wished for bloodshed, but it keeps finding its way to my blade!"

The five snorted and lunged at Yang Chen.

This movement was slightly too large, coupled with the open door, triggering a particularly sensitive sound-controlled light outside.

The light switched on quickly and faded just as fast.

When the light went out again, the whole building returned to silence.

The room was so quiet, it was as if the heart-pounding scene earlier never occurred.

Yang Chen calmly walked to the door and gently closed it.

The two women continued their deep sleep inside, completely unaware of what had transpired outside.

...

The morning sun rose.

Sunlight spilled over the windowsill, gradually rising higher.

It was already ten o'clock.

Wu Qiaoyun and Pei Yuxin slowly opened their eyes, stretching comfortably.

"What time is it?" Pei Yuxin asked.

Wu Qiaoyun reached for the nightstand, feeling for her phone, took a look, and muttered, "It's ten..."

"Oh!" Pei Yuxin responded, still groggy.

Suddenly, both were stunned, sat up quickly, and looked at each other in surprise, "It's already ten!"

Ten o'clock!

They had gone to bed before midnight last night.

Now it was already ten!

Meaning they slept for more than ten hours!

These past few days, they had never slept so soundly.

And Yang Chen was still outside!

Their faces flushed red as they hurriedly dressed in their pajamas and headed to the bathroom.

Using the toilet, washing up, applying makeup, changing clothes...

The two spent another hour on their morning routine.

Then, they went to the living room, where Yang Chen was already preparing lunch.

"I've made some millet porridge. Since you didn't have breakfast, have some to warm your stomachs."

As they caught the aroma of the millet from the rice cooker, their stomachs growled eagerly.

They were both hungry.

They moved to the dining table to sit down.

Wu Qiaoyun noticed the carpet at the entrance was missing and curiously asked, "Yuxin, where's our carpet?"

Pei Yuxin was also taken aback, shaking her head, "I have no idea!"

They had gotten so accustomed to the carpet's presence that they hadn't noticed its absence.

Yang Chen calmly remarked from the kitchen, "The carpet was dirty, I've thrown it out, I'll buy you a new one this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, they quickly gestured, "No, no, it's fine!"

"If it's gone, it's gone. Without a carpet, we can mop the floor."

Saying this, they exchanged a knowing glance and slightly lowered their heads.

Yang Chen paid little attention to their conversation from the kitchen.

The meal was quickly ready, and Yang Chen's culinary skills remained excellent. The two wolfed down the food.

Yang Chen, observing them, nodded silently to himself, pleased that yesterday's events hadn't disturbed them.

In reality, the reason the carpet was dirty was because it had been stained with blood.

The blood from five people had nearly dyed half the room red.

Yang Chen had disposed of the five bodies, discarded the carpet, and cleaned the room, which took quite some time. He finished just as day was breaking.

However, fortunately, he had handled everything cleanly, leaving no traces behind.