Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"He Qiang—"

As the cold blade was about to pierce my body, Leng Yanran couldn't help but let out a hoarse scream.

Disregarding her own safety, she lunged at me with all her might, as if trying to shield me from the blow.

However, she was too late; the dagger still pierced my ribs with pinpoint accuracy.

pain!

That fucking hurts!

Although I was wearing a bulletproof vest, the knife tip couldn't penetrate.

But the enormous impact almost broke my ribs.

"No, no... He Qiang... please... don't die..."

Seeing that she couldn't save me, Leng Yanran collapsed to the ground as if her soul had been ripped away, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Sizzle—"

"Ahhhhhhh—"

Just as Leng Yanran was filled with despair and crying her heart out, she suddenly heard a sound of sparks and screams.

She looked up in astonishment and was shocked to see that I was still standing there unharmed, having not been pierced by the sharp knife.

What's going on?

Leng Yanran was overjoyed and could hardly believe her eyes.

Then, upon closer inspection, she realized that not only had I not been pierced by the dagger, but I was also fighting back fiercely.

At this moment, I was holding a knife in my right hand, gritting my teeth and struggling against the killer in front of me.

But at the same time, I don't know when, but a dark, flashlight-shaped thing appeared in my left hand.

The black thing was pressed against the assassin who ambushed me, and a blinding blue arc of electricity exploded from its end.

Caught off guard, the assassin who ambushed me was electrocuted and screamed in agony, his body convulsing as he fell backward.

It's a stun gun!

Leng Yanran saw everything clearly and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

She couldn't understand why I had so many weapons on me.

I not only have a knife, but also a stun gun. In fact, given my previous lack of fear of being stabbed, I'm very likely wearing a bulletproof vest as well...

Leng Yanran was completely stunned.

She stared at me blankly, wondering when I had prepared these things.

I'm currently focused on fighting and have no time to pay attention to Leng Yanran.

After I used the stun baton to knock down the assassin who had ambushed me, I swung my left hand and stabbed the stun baton straight into the assassin in front of me.

The assassin's eyelids twitched; how could he dare to take the hit head-on?

He gritted his teeth, reluctantly withdrew his knife, and tried to escape.

But how could I let him leave so easily?

We gritted our teeth and strained, not daring to easily withdraw our swords, precisely because we were afraid that if we retreated, the enemy would finish us off with a fatal blow.

By withdrawing his sword now, he's exposing his weakness to me.

Without hesitation, I swung my military knife horizontally, the sharp blade slicing a large chunk of flesh and skin off his thick forearm.

"Ah, Fuck!!!"

The masked assassin screamed in pain and kicked me hard.

I couldn't dodge in time and he kicked me.

This almost made me lose my breath, and I was sent flying nearly three meters away.

Damn it, that's when I realized that although my strength has increased, my weight hasn't changed.

With my small frame and weight of only about 120 pounds, I couldn't withstand a single kick from a masked man.

"Fuck you, die!"

Unfortunately, when I landed, I rolled right next to another assassin.

That damned assassin had recovered from the pain of the electric shock and raised his hand to stab my neck.

This was extremely dangerous. I watched as the gleaming blade grew larger and larger in my vision, and I truly felt the threat of death.

Leng Yanran was also watching the scene.

Seeing that I was in danger again, she was so shocked that she stopped breathing and her body stiffened.

Fortunately, at the last moment, I suddenly rolled over to dodge, and the knife missed my neck but pierced my shoulder instead.

The knife tip penetrated three inches into the flesh, piercing directly into the bone.

I trembled all over in pain, gritted my teeth and swung my sword, unleashing the full power of the unlimited combat buff.

I didn't even get up from the ground; I plunged the knife into the assassin's ribs.

Immediately afterwards, my right hand repeatedly contracted and jabbed back...

In less than three seconds, I stabbed the assassin in the ribs more than a dozen times, completely tearing open the flesh and blood of his waist, and his internal organs and flesh flowed all over the ground.

The assassin's eyes bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and foam, staring at me in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

He seemed unable to understand, even in his dying moments, how I, a seemingly frail Chinese man, could suddenly unleash such terrifying combat power.

However, I didn't have time to explain to him, because another assassin had already pounced on me from mid-air.

This guy is as strong as a bear and weighs over 200 pounds.

He didn't use a knife on me; instead, he simply bent his knee and slammed it down, trying to kill me with sheer brute force.

How could I possibly let him succeed?

My eyes twitched, and I quickly rolled over to dodge, then the stun gun went straight into his leg.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

"Ahhhhh—"

The masked, burly man trembled violently from the electric shock I gave him, and his eyes rolled back in his head.

I put away the stun gun, rolled over and stood up, gripped the military knife tightly in my right hand, swung my arm in a wide arc, and slashed out with a fierce blow.

"puff--"

The knife precisely sliced ​​through the strong man's throat.

"laugh--"

The burly man shuddered, and blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, splattering all over my head and face.

"Damn, that's disgusting! Do you think you have a contagious disease?"

I was disgusted to the core. I swung the knife in my right hand in a spiral motion and slashed him more than a dozen times in an instant, almost cutting him into pieces.

"Ugh, vomit—"

I stopped after a burst of attacks, panting heavily, and then I heard a sound behind me.

I turned my head and saw that Leng Yanran was gagging, unable to bear the bloody scene.

That woman is such a hassle!

I frowned, about to reach out and pull her away.

Just then, a voice came from the other side of the sisters, Ahua and Acao.

Ah Cao let out a muffled groan, as if she had been hit hard.

My eyelids twitched, and without paying attention to Leng Yanran, I flew towards the two sisters.

The sisters' opponents were also two masked assassins.

However, because they were both injured, they were completely at a disadvantage.

When I rushed over, I saw the two sisters leaning against the overturned Porsche, pinned down by two assassins and barely able to move.

Ahua's left trouser leg was completely soaked in blood, and she was standing very unsteadily, as if she would fall down at any moment.

But she still held the knife in her hand, the tip pointing outwards, as if to prevent her opponent from getting close.

Ah Cao's left arm was hanging down completely, and the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding.

Her right hand gripped the military knife tightly, and she gritted her teeth as she swung it, desperately parrying the enemy's attacks.

"Go to hell, you bitch!"

Seeing that Ah Hua was having difficulty moving, one of the assassins couldn't help but sneer and curse, and suddenly slashed down with his knife, trying to knock Ah Hua down.

The assassin had his back to me and was completely unaware that I had rushed up behind him.

It wasn't that he wasn't careful enough; rather, he simply couldn't believe that I had taken down two assassins in just a few dozen seconds.

Even if it were two pigs, it would take at least a few minutes to stab them to death, right?

But it only took me about thirty seconds to completely kill those two extremely ferocious white pigs who used to do all sorts of evil abroad.

Taking advantage of the assassin's momentary lapse in attention, I rushed behind him and thrust the stun gun straight into his lower back.

"Crunch—"

The stun gun emitted only a faint blue light, as dim and weak as a dying firefly.

This thing, after being used so many times, actually ran out of battery.

I reacted extremely quickly, swiftly discarding the stun gun and thrusting my right-hand military knife straight at the assassin.

The assassin finally realized what was happening and knew that someone had attacked him.

He didn't even turn around; he simply leaped up, twisted his waist in mid-air, and swept his leg backward with a whip kick.

I watched as a huge figure disappeared in front of me, and then a thick thigh slammed down on my head.

For a moment, I was a little stunned.

That's a master!

I didn't have time to think. I ducked to avoid his attack and thrust my military knife at another assassin.

That assassin was much weaker.

He was fighting Ah Cao with his knife and never expected me to suddenly attack him.

Then I slashed his arm with my knife, and he screamed and staggered backward.

"Trying to run? Not so easy!"

I gritted my teeth and chased after him, wielding my military knife with wide, sweeping strokes, desperately slashing at him.

The unlimited combat state has less than ten seconds left.

I have to take care of this bastard within ten seconds, or I'll waste another attribute point.

"Click click click—"

Under my relentless offensive, that person could only passively defend.

However, he was very cunning. He saw that my swordsmanship was all about brute force and had no real skill or technique.

This made him realize that my martial arts skills were limited, so he deliberately created an opening to lure me into slashing with my sword. He then quickly dodged and thrust his sword into my chest.

"puff--"

A soft sound.

His knife tip pierced me precisely.

I have to admit that his martial arts skills are indeed superb, at least several times better than mine.

However, his stab couldn't hurt me because I was wearing a bulletproof vest.

After stabbing someone, the man immediately noticed something amiss and hurriedly withdrew his sword to defend himself.

However, it was too late. I lunged at him, using my bulletproof vest to block his blade, and then I began to stab his body indiscriminately with my military knife.

"Puff puff puff—"

A low, muffled thud was heard. By the time the man staggered back and distanced himself from me, he was spitting blood and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

His ribs, arms, and back were covered in wounds, at least a dozen in total.

Crimson blood seeped from the wound, soaking his clothes.

He gritted his teeth, gripped the dagger tightly, and stared at me intently, as if he wanted to say something.

However, he was unable to say anything in the end, and his body went limp, slowly collapsing to the ground.