What Was Under His Bed Back Then

He then looked fearlessly at An Yang. He could not afford to offend powerful and influential people, but he had plenty of experience dealing with young men like this. Often, a couple of threats were enough, and if all else failed, just giving them a beating worked. After all, there were two of them!

Still, he really did not dare to start a fight right there on the bus for fear of provoking public outrage.

"Friend, you're trying to play the hero to save the damsel, aren't you? You better think about the consequences!"

An Yang's breathing was a bit heavy, which was a sign of his anger. Although Xiao Xueer had a certain haughtiness to her, it was just her personality; she wasn't a bad person at heart. When it all came down to it, she was just a kid.

Much like An You—even though her attitude toward him was very poor, he didn't care too much. She was a kid, after all, and no matter what, she was his younger sister, which was why he was willing to willingly fork out twenty thousand yuan to buy her clothes.

And now, this young girl who had just graduated from high school was scared pale, too terrified to make a sound even after being bullied. Regardless of whether she was An You's classmate, whether they had spent the entire afternoon shopping together, or whether this young girl had just paid his bus fare for him, any man who witnessed this could not let it go.

Seeing that An Yang didn't respond, Wang Hu assumed he had been scared off by him and spoke up again: "Friend, anyone who hangs out on the streets knows to look out for number one. Don't go looking for trouble for yourself."

The other tattooed young man lowered his gaze to glance at Xiao Xueer's chest. He was shocked to find that a girl still in high school actually had a visible cleavage. He raised his head and said, "Yeah, friend, don't bring trouble upon yourself over some unrelated person!"

An Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Unrelated person? She's my sister!"

Xiao Xueer looked as though she had finally found a straw to clutch at. Regardless of whether this straw could actually lead her out of a sea of bitterness, she finally saw hope. Stripped of the afternoon's haughtiness, she was left with nothing but a pitiful look as she snatched a new lease on life.

"Brother An Yang~"

Wang Hu was taken aback, and his expression instantly darkened. If that was the case, this matter wouldn't be settled so easily; if it blew up, he would inevitably end up spending a couple of days at the Public Security Bureau.

"Friend, what's done is done. Neither of our brothers meant it. What do you want?"

"Kid, I'll say it again: don't go looking for your own discomfort. Grandpa Zhou here will give you a piece of advice—when you're out and about, watch your step!"

An Yang looked at Wang Hu, and then at Zhou Xiong, who was even more arrogant than Wang Hu. The anger on his face grew increasingly intense. If he hadn't been here, there was no telling how much grievance Xiao Xueer would have suffered.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Then I'll give you a piece of advice too: as a human being, watch your step!"

Zhou Xiong was stunned. Before he could even react, he saw a fist appear right in front of him, followed by a wave of intense pain. This was a level of speed and power he had never experienced before, and his very first thought was that he and his brother had run into some tough opposition.

"Bang."

The tremendous force even carried his body crashing into the adjacent seat before bouncing him back. Zhou Xiong instantly collapsed right into the middle of the aisle, several teeth dropping onto the floor as fresh blood streamed continuously from both his nose and mouth.

Wang Hu was stunned into a daze. As a thug who had been fighting and brawling since childhood, he knew everything there was to know about fights, knowing full well that a person getting knocked out with a single punch only happened in movies. In reality, he had never seen anyone hit this hard before.

He patted his waist—oh no, he hadn't brought his knife out today!

Wang Hu swallowed hard. First, he pulled Zhou Xiong to his feet, ignoring the way Zhou Xiong's words leaked through his missing teeth as he mumbled something into his ear. He dragged him straight forward, not forgetting to turn his head and fling harsh threats at An Yang.

For people hanging out on the streets, face was the most important thing!

"Very well, I, Wang Hu, admit I lost. But friend, my brother and I are taking this mark. Don't think you can throw your weight around just because you can fight. Back when I, Wang Hu, was out hacking people with a machete, you didn't even know where to play in the mud!"

An Yang's expression sank. With a single forward bound, he closed the distance and lashed out with a kick straight into Zhou Xiong's torso, knocking him completely free from Wang Hu's grip. Zhou Xiong crashed onto the floor behind them, sliding a full two meters toward the front of the bus.

"You want to leave just after doing something wrong? Do you think it's that easy?"

Only then did the driver notice what was happening in the back. Pulling the bus over to the side of the road, he was still clueless about the situation when he heard a loud roar from the passengers behind him. Even the office workers who had previously kept their heads down in silence suddenly looked like they had been pumped full of adrenaline.

"Well done! These social tumors and scum!"

"Guys like this deserve a beating. If you hadn't stepped up, I couldn't bear to watch any longer!"

"How could you lay a hand on such a pretty young girl? Beating you to death is no more than you deserve!"

Clutching his stomach, Zhou Xiong wailed incessantly on the floor, at least half of his teeth gone, blood mixing with drool as it spilled out. This was probably the greatest pain he had ever suffered in his life; even the times he had been slashed with knives in the past didn't hurt this much.

Wang Hu cast a glance around their surroundings, baring his teeth in a hint of ferocity. The surroundings instantly quieted down a bit. He turned back to An Yang and said:

"Friend, an ordinary person certainly doesn't have this kind of skill. I wonder which path friend comes from? My brother and I didn't know the situation earlier and offended you carelessly. If friend is willing to leave a name, my brother and I will definitely come to your door another day to apologize and make amends."

An Yang let out a soft sneer, continually closing the distance toward him. "You weren't acting this reasonable earlier. Go on, drop another harsh threat for me to hear."

Backing away step by step while trying to muster his courage, Wang Hu said, "Friend, when sparing others, spare them where you can. Leave room for maneuvering in everything you do so we can still meet in the future. But if you don't listen, the two of us will take a beating today at most, but we will remember you forever. After that, you can forget about having any peace!"

With a single step forward, An Yang grabbed the still-resisting Wang Hu, subduing him with effortless ease. A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he grabbed Wang Hu and shoved him forward with brutal force, sending his head smashing straight into the bus's iron pole.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, blood flowed freely.

Wang Hu was knocked completely dazed, sitting on the floor not knowing what to do while clutching his head as blood continuously gushed out.

The crowd gasped in shock.

Xiao Xueer covered her mouth in shock, staring in terror at this scene. The sight of flowing blood dealt her a psychological blow far more intense than the sexual harassment she had just suffered.

An You're eyes were filled with astonishment, feeling as though, without her realizing it, the useless older brother she had always looked down upon had actually become quite formidable. He had money, he was generous, and he could really fight.

No, she couldn't call him formidable—hm, at most he just looked somewhat presentable now. What was the use of being able to fight? It was just the tactics of a street hoodlum anyway.

The driver hurriedly scrambled out, grabbing An Yang's hand as he said, "Big brother, stop hitting him. If you keep beating him, something's going to happen. Just give punks like this a thrashing and toss them off the bus."

An Yang glanced around his surroundings, leaned in close to Wang Hu's ear, and said calmly, "Back when I, An Yang, was carrying out missions in the Amazon and killing people with firearms, you probably didn't even know where to play with knives!"

Wang Hu was startled, shivering involuntarily.

Ignoring the gazes of the passengers inside the bus, An Yang walked straight over to Xiao Xueer and patted her head to offer comfort. "Didn't they scare you, did they?"

Looking up to gaze intently at him, Xiao Xueer could finally no longer hold back the terror and grievance bottled up inside her. She shook her head, threw her arms around his waist, buried her face against his stomach, and burst into loud tears.

"Brother An Yang~"

At this moment, she no longer cared whether she was proud or how familiar they were with each other.

Sitting nearby, An You watched in a daze, blinking her eyes as a trace of faint jealousy welled up in her heart, though she quickly suppressed it.

What was so great about him anyway? All he did was beat up a couple of petty thugs!

An Yang escorted the two of them all the way to their hotel room. This hotel wasn't top-tier, but its grade wasn't low either. To Xiao Xueer, it probably wasn't much, but to An You, it certainly represented quite a heavy burden.

Of course, as her older brother, spending money on his younger sister felt like a matter of course to him, but An You would certainly never accept it.

Xiao Xueer's emotions were still somewhat unstable. As a girl who had just stepped out of high school, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and raised in a small city, everything that had happened today would have left her with deep psychological trauma if not for An Yang!

An Yang felt quite helpless about this. Not knowing how to comfort people either, he had no choice but to pass this heavy responsibility onto An You while giving Xiao Xueer a few parting reminders about common sense, keeping his tone as gentle as possible.

"You must remember to shout out the next time you run into something like this, you know? There are a lot of people on a bus, and not everyone lacks a sense of justice. Even if no one steps forward to subdue the bad guys, it can still deter their next move. Don't you have a mobile phone? If no one steps forward, remember to call the police yourself. That's always enough to scare bad guys away."

Xiao Xueer sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes somewhat red. She raised her head high, staring fixedly at An Yang without blinking.

An Yang had wanted to look at her face, but the moment he lowered his gaze, he caught sight of a snow-white cleavage and immediately looked away.

"Alright, get a good night's sleep and forget all about this tomorrow. But you must remember what I just told you, understand? I'm heading out now, get some rest early."

Sitting on the bed, An You had no idea how to comfort people either. She wasn't a talkative person to begin with, and she had never done anything like this before.

Gradually stabilizing her emotions and wanting to find something to distract her mind, Xiao Xueer said to An You, "An You, your brother is actually really good to you. He was willing to spend so much money to buy you clothes. Why on earth do you dislike him so much?"

An You was momentarily stunned before replying, "What do you know? You've only known him for a single day, but I've known him for over a dozen years. He's done all sorts of shady things. Don't you think I know what he's like?"

Xiao Xueer gave a soft smile, her face as exquisite as an angel's. "I think he's pretty nice, actually. He's quite gentle and very well-mannered, too. He followed us around shopping for so long without uttering a single complaint!"

An You curled her lips, hitting the nail on the head. "He's faking it!"

A strange glint of light flashed in Xiao Xueer's eyes as she continued, "And he's so capable, too. He looked so cool when he beat up those two punks."

An You waved her hand dismissively. The more Xiao Xueer said things like that, the more flustered she felt inside, prompting her to say impatiently, "Oh, you just don't know. Back then, under his bed..."

Xiao Xueer blinked her eyes, looking thoroughly curious. "What?"

An You froze. The words stalled on the tip of her tongue before she swallowed them back down, shaking her head as she said, "Nothing..."