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Chapter 708 Hearing of trouble caused by villains, I came to lend a hand! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Seeing seven or eight of his men being instantly knocked away, after the initial shock, a ruthless and resolute glint flashed in Gulag's eyes!

He knew perfectly well that the die was cast and the arrow was ready to be released!

If Olga were allowed to leave unscathed, they would all face the mad revenge of the Shuysky family and be doomed!
"Don't be afraid! She's all alone! Even the most powerful spiritual energy will eventually run out! Let's attack together and wear her down!" Gulag roared, throwing out a tempting offer, "Whoever takes her down first will be the first to enjoy her!"

This inflammatory remark served as a powerful boost to the morale of the subordinates who were trembling with fear at the sight of their fallen comrades.

Their lust for beauty instantly overwhelmed their fear, and the remaining thirty-odd people's eyes blazed with ferocity again as they frantically attacked Olga!
This time, instead of recklessly charging forward, they adopted a hit-and-run tactic.

They would take turns harassing the group, striking once and retreating immediately, never lingering.

They even used the short knives, iron bars, chains, and other weapons they carried with them. Some of them even pulled out a few cheap fireball talismans and foul-smelling poison gas bombs, and threw them at Olga without any regard for the consequences!
In an instant, the dilapidated courtyard was filled with the flashing of blades, the bursting flames of talismans, and the pervasive poisonous mist, creating a chaotic scene.

Olga's spiritual energy surged, and the white halo protected her completely. Her punches and kicks still carried great power, and each move could knock back or even injure any approaching enemies.

But as Li Chen observed, she was indeed severely lacking in combat experience and soft-hearted.

Her attacks were mostly aimed at subduing or repelling, and she would often hold back at crucial moments, unwilling to take lives.

This resulted in many attackers being injured and falling to the ground, but few dying. Instead, it fueled their ferocity, and they clung to her like glue.

Olga tried several times to break out of the encirclement using her agility, but these desperate men blocked her with their bodies and even the corpses of their comrades, trapping her in a quagmire of attrition.

Li Chen observed the scene with a cold eye, seeing everything clearly.

Olga's foundation was indeed solid, and her spiritual power was pure and abundant, far surpassing that of her peers.

Her petite and exquisite body, as she moved about, outlined breathtakingly beautiful curves, especially the contrast between her full breasts and slender waist, which became even more alluring during the fierce fight.

Occasionally, she would cause some attackers to lose their focus for a moment, allowing her to seize the opportunity to defeat them.

Unfortunately, she lacked the ruthlessness and decisiveness required in real combat.

If she had intended to kill from the start, at least half of the bodies would be lying on the ground now, instead of a group of groaning wounded.

After a prolonged and fruitless battle, Olga realized that she would be worn down and killed if things continued this way.

She gritted her teeth and set her sights on Gulag, who had been directing operations from the outside!

If we can capture this leader, we might be able to force the others to retreat!
With a sharp cry, she dodged several attacks like a butterfly flitting among flowers, gathered her spiritual power, and struck the Gulag with a palm! The palm strike was fierce, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart!

Gulag hadn't expected Olga to suddenly target him, and hastily raised his arm to block.

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, Gulag felt a tremendous force, his arm throbbed with pain, his blood surged, and he staggered back seven or eight steps. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he almost vomited blood.

He was shocked to discover that this woman was even stronger than he had anticipated!
However, being experienced, he knew he was no match for Olga and didn't engage in a direct confrontation. Instead, he used his retreat to quickly create distance between himself and Olga, while simultaneously directing his men to continue the attack. Olga's seemingly inevitable strike failed, instead expending considerable spiritual energy and leaving her entangled again, leaving her feeling bitter and frustrated.

The battle was exceptionally fierce. When the last Gulag subordinate who was still standing was struck on the neck by Olga and collapsed to the ground, the entire courtyard finally fell silent.

More than forty men lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain, including Gulag, whose arm was twisted and whose mouth was bleeding.

Olga, at this moment, was also at her last gasp.

She leaned on her knees, panting heavily, her forehead glistening with sweat that dampened the strands of hair at her temples.

Excessive use of spiritual energy caused her meridians to ache slightly, and her clenched fists trembled slightly.

She forced herself to stand upright, looking at the groaning thugs on the ground, her voice filled with exhaustion and anger: "You are not refugees! You are a bunch of damned thugs! In the name of the Shuysky family, I hereby declare you expelled from Maple Leaf Territory!"

Just then, Gulag, who was slumped on the ground, scanned the entire scene and suddenly noticed a figure standing in the shadows who had never made a move. It was the down-on-his-luck wizard whom he regarded as a "war coward"!

Countless thoughts flashed through Gulag's mind in an instant.

He "guessed" that the wizard was definitely trying to let the two sides fight while he, the fisherman, benefited!
Although I'll definitely settle the score with this guy later, right now, he's the only one who might be able to turn the tide of the battle!

As long as he makes a move, he will definitely be able to take down Olga, who is already exhausted!
Driven by a desperate will to survive and a twisted ambition, Gulag endured the excruciating pain and scrambled to Li Chen's side, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Brother! It's your turn! Look, this woman is finished! If you take her, you get to go first on the terms you promised the brothers! No, she's yours to enjoy all by yourself! Help us!"

Li Chen yawned lazily, as if he had just finished watching a boring play. His gaze swept over the Gulag and landed on Olga, who was barely holding on. He asked in a flat tone, "And you? Anything you want to say?"

Olga looked at Li Chen, then at the pleading Gulag, and instantly understood what Li Chen meant.

If she were to ask for help, the wizard who had been watching coldly might actually lend a hand.

However, the honor of her family, her personal dignity and pride, and the innocence that reality had not yet eroded made her stubbornly raise her head. Despite her pale face, she still spoke with unwavering resolve:
"Hmph! You're all birds of a feather! Come at me if you dare! I will not yield to you!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chen smiled noncommittally and slowly walked towards Olga.

At that very moment, another unexpected event occurred!
A figure descended from the sky like an eagle, landing lightly and steadily in front of Olga, protecting her behind him!

This man was dressed in a dusty, close-fitting outfit. He was handsome with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The spiritual energy emanating from him was even stronger than that of Olga in her prime!
"Madam, do not be afraid! I was passing through this area when I heard of some villains causing trouble, so I came to help!"

The mysterious man's voice was clear and reassuring, carrying a sense of righteousness.

His appearance turned the Gulag and the others, who had thought there was still a glimmer of hope, into utter despair.

The murderous aura emanating from this person was far stronger than that of Olga, clearly indicating that he was someone who had experienced life-or-death battles and was by no means a soft-hearted person.

(End of this chapter)