Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

In the quiet night, the moonlight was like mercury, and Tang Xiaoxiao was awakened by the gurgling of her empty stomach. She lay in bed, enduring the torture of hunger, and the sound was particularly harsh in the quiet night. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and got up lightly, like an agile cat, she jumped over the windowsill and fell into the embrace of the night.

The outside world was quiet and mysterious, and she saw an unexpected person - Katori Hanada, who had a conflict with her in the cafeteria at noon.

At this moment, she was secretly gathering with two male classmates from the Fuji class next door, seemingly planning something that would be detrimental to her.

"Do you know how much Mr. Nozawa, our teacher in the firearms course, loves young children? Especially those who are weak and helpless. Tomorrow night, we will send that self-righteous girl named Xue to his bed. It would be best if we could kill her. Then we will see how she can compete with me." The words of Katori Hanada were full of resentment and malice.

"Of course, Ms. Katori, I am willing to serve you. However, how will you repay me afterwards?" The smile of the Japanese male classmate revealed a hint of imperceptible greed, and his eyes flashed cunningly in the darkness.

Another male classmate from China seemed more humble: "It is my great honor to serve Miss Katori, and I don't ask for anything in return." Although his tone was respectful, there was a determination in his eyes that could not be ignored.

However, Miss Katori was not fooled by their flattery. She responded coldly: "Nakai Saburo, you'd better stop. My uncle works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. If you dare to act rashly, you will bear the consequences."

Faced with her warning, the Japanese classmate just chuckled and tried to ease the tense atmosphere with a relaxed tone: "Hey, Miss Katori, don't be so serious. Isn't she just a little Chinese girl? Don't worry, leave this kind of small matter to me, your brother." Behind his smile, there were deeper calculations and ambitions.

Tang Xiaoxiao's brows were furrowed, and a feeling of anger rose in her heart.

In the silence, she sneaked in like a phantom under the moonlight, stepping on the silence of the night with every step, without a sound. Her appearance was like a ghost in the dark night, elusive, and only when she got close could one feel the invisible chill. Before her target, the three defenseless people, woke up from the silence, Tang Xiaoxiao had already moved lightly and quickly like a gust of wind.

Her movements were as fast as lightning. In an instant, her fingertips lightly touched and accurately sealed their acupuncture points. It was so sudden that they didn't even have the chance to scream. Their bodies instantly became stiff, like frozen statues, their muscles were tight and they couldn't move at all. Their throats were also bound by an invisible force, and their voices were trapped in their chests and couldn't escape.

Their eyes were filled with fear and anger, and Tang Xiaoxiao's calm and resolute face was reflected in their wide-open pupils. Their gazes were like sharp arrows, silent but full of power, shooting at her, as if they were weaving silent curses with their eyes, trying to repel the threat in front of them with their inner anger and panic. However, Tang Xiaoxiao just stood there quietly, fearless, allowing their gazes to impact her, as if those curses were just insignificant dust in the night wind to her.

Deep within Tang Xiaoxiao's heart, a nameless rage burned like a raging wildfire. It did not subside due to any reaction from the outside world, but instead grew more intense silently.

She stretched out her slender but powerful arm, accurately grabbed one of the boys, and without hesitation, threw him into the nearest toilet like a ruthless dart. The boy's exclamation stopped in mid-air, and with the sound of a heavy object entering the water, his figure was instantly swallowed up by the filthy manure pool. Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were calm and indifferent, without any mercy, only deep determination, as if announcing a new rule, a bottom line that could not be violated.

After a brief silence, she turned around and faced the remaining male student. His eyes were full of panic, but Tang Xiaoxiao was not shaken. She repeated the action just now, with the same force, and threw him into the manure pit. The experience of the two male students was like a loud alarm bell, ringing in the hearts of every bystander, indicating that Tang Xiaoxiao's anger was not groundless, and her patience had reached its limit.

Katori Hanada's body trembled. She had never thought that Tang Xiaoxiao would have such a thunderous counterattack. Looking at Tang Xiaoxiao's cold and resolute eyes, she realized that she had underestimated this Chinese girl. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to scream, but she found that she had been approached silently by Tang Xiaoxiao, and those deep eyes seemed to be able to see through her soul.

Tang Xiaoxiao stopped in front of Katori Hanada, so close that they could almost feel each other's breath. She raised her hand and gently pinched Katori Hanada's chin, forcing her to look up and look into her eyes. Tang Xiaoxiao's voice was low and cold in the night wind: "Remember, there is always a price to pay for hurting others. I already know your conspiracy, and now it's time for you to pay it back."

A trace of fear flashed across Katori Hanada's face, but when she tried to struggle, she found that she could not move.

Tang Xiaoxiao, the woman with cold eyes and decisive actions, poured a bottle of corpse-dissolving water on Katori Hanada without hesitation. The moment the liquid came into contact with her skin, it made a creepy "sizzling" sound, as if the music of death was humming. Katori Hanada widened her eyes and watched in horror as her body gradually dissolved in the corpse-dissolving water. Her screams were strangled in her throat by fear, and she could only struggle feebly. Urine overflowed involuntarily in extreme fear, which was a symbol of the last line of defense of life being ruthlessly defeated.

Tang Xiaoxiao witnessed all this, with a sneer of disdain on her lips. She was already accustomed to this kind of fear and pain, and even despised it. She had no pity for the devils in her heart, only hatred.

As the magic of the corpse-dissolving water was fully released, the Katori flower fields quietly disappeared from this world, leaving only a pool of blood. Tang Xiaoxiao cleaned up the scene skillfully, making sure that all traces were wiped away.

Next, she turned to the toilet, where the two male classmates she had thrown in had ended their lives silently and were submerged in filthy feces.

Then, Tang Xiaoxiao left quietly. Her target was Mr. Nozawa, the teacher she hated. She used the same method to kill Mr. Nozawa in his sleep without any defense, and once again cast the shadow of death in the corner of the campus.

In the toilet, there was another victim drowned in feces, silently telling of Tang Xiaoxiao's ruthlessness and precision.