Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"Clang, clang—"

The clanging of metal against metal sent shivers down one's spine.

The battle continues.

This last masked man was completely different from the previous ones.

His knife was fast, his footwork was even more steady, and he made no unnecessary movements when he struck, each strike aimed at a vital point.

Even with the buff of unlimited combat, I wouldn't dare to fight him head-on.

However, the sisters Ahua and Acao did not retreat even a step.

The two worked together and charged at the expert.

"kill!"

Ahua's actions were extremely crazy.

Ignoring her foot injury, she fought the masked man in close combat, stabbing him more than a dozen times.

The blades clashed, sending sparks flying.

Just as Ahua and the man were fighting, Acao suddenly sprang up and pounced on the man's back.

A master's sense of smell is extremely keen.

He noticed Ah Cao approaching, and with a cold laugh, he forced Ah Hua back with a single slash, then turned and slashed at Ah Cao.

However, his strike missed its mark.

Because the place where Ah Cao was standing was a full three meters away from him.

This situation startled the masked man, who couldn't understand what Ah Cao was going to do.

Just as he was stunned, Ah Cao suddenly curled up a cold smile on her lips. Then she raised her hand sharply, and the military knife in her hand turned into a cold light, heading straight for the masked man's neck.

The masked man trembled with fear and desperately twisted his waist to dodge.

However, the distance is too close, and human reaction speed has its limits.

Caught off guard, he was slashed across the neck by the blade, leaving a bloody gash that gushed blood.

Even so, the expert was not seriously injured.

He raised his hand to cover his neck, then turned and ran.

The situation on the scene is already quite clear.

Even if he is extremely skilled, staying behind would only lead to his death.

He ran towards the other side of the road, where a black Mercedes was parked.

The Mercedes' engine was still running, the car body was vibrating slightly, and white smoke was billowing from the exhaust pipe, as if it were ready to respond at any moment.

He ran very fast, the blood from his wounds scattering backward in the wind, landing on the road like a string of marks left by a careless hand.

He had only taken two steps when Ahua caught up with him.

She gritted her teeth and exerted all her strength, ignoring the excruciating pain in her foot, she leaped into the air, using the last bit of strength to stab the man in the left rib.

The masked man was indeed a master; with a backhand strike, he forcefully blocked Ah Hua's fatal blow.

With a sharp, piercing sound, flames exploded between the two.

Ahua's tiger's mouth had already split open. After this stab, she was thrown backward and staggered into the overturned Porsche.

Upon seeing this, the masked expert let out a cold laugh, thinking that he was already the victor and could escape safely.

However, at that moment, the masked man suddenly froze, and a bloody knife tip emerged from his chest.

Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that there was another figure behind the masked man.

That figure was none other than myself.

While the two sisters were fighting the masked man, I quietly approached and waited for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Quite by chance, when the masked man and Ahua were fighting with their knives, his vest was facing me.

Then I won't hold back and will stab him right through.

"call--"

After stabbing him once, before the masked man could react, I quickly drew my knife and stabbed him again.

Then, he pulled out the knife again and stabbed again.

In just a few seconds, I stabbed the masked man in the vest more than a dozen times.

Blood splattered, and blades flashed.

The masked man ultimately failed to utter a sound; his entire body seemed to have been stripped of its bones, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

The surroundings became quiet.

All that remained were the sounds of panting and the distant rumble of traffic.

I stood there, holding the knife at my sides, panting heavily, drops of blood from the blade falling onto the pavement.

Ahua leaned against the overturned car without standing up, her gaze fixed on me.

Ah Cao stood there, staring at me in a daze.

The two sisters looked somewhat strange, their eyes flickering with a mixture of shock and confusion...

They were all experts who had seen life and death, but they never expected me to be so ruthless.

In less than a minute, all four masked assassins were dead at my hands.

Is this still the boss they would risk their lives to protect?

He's practically a killing machine!

Needless to say, Leng Yanran's side is even worse.

She was completely stunned.

Her gaze was fixed on me, or more precisely, on the hand holding the knife.

She didn't move at all, remaining kneeling on the ground, her face ashen white, drool constantly dripping from the corner of her mouth; she was already somewhat insane.

Clearly, everything at the scene, and my ruthless act of killing, had a tremendous impact on her mind.

She never imagined that her husband, who was always known as a good-for-nothing, would be such a ruthless killer.

Although those assassins deserved to die, I killed them so swiftly that she couldn't believe it.

"Waaaaah—"

The sound of police cars grew louder as they approached.

Within a minute, four or five police cars arrived at the scene with their lights on.

The car stopped, and Wang Zheng and Shen Lijuan got out together and ran quickly toward us.

"He Qiang, how are you?"

When Shen Lijuan arrived at the scene, she ignored everyone else and ran straight towards me.

"I'm alright, please help!"

I replied to Shen Lijuan and turned to walk towards my car.

Shen Lijuan caught up with me, looking me up and down with concern, and said, "Well, you can take our police car, we'll take you to the hospital."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to drive myself."

The front of the Bugatti was completely wrecked, and the car was leaning to one side of the road, but the doors could still be opened.

I didn't get in the car. I just stood by it, placed the knife on the hood, wiped the blood off my hands, took out my phone, logged into the dashcam's cloud storage, and downloaded the video to my local device.

One of the key principles of Mad Dog Boxing is to leave evidence after the fight.

This rule applies at all times and can save a lot of trouble later on; it must be strictly followed.

After the evidence was properly preserved, I followed Shen Lijuan into the police car and headed to the hospital.

Leng Yanran was assigned to ride in the same car as me.

We sat side by side in the back of the police car.

Leng Yanran looked dazed, her eyes were somewhat blank, and she kept muttering to herself.

However, when she saw my figure clearly, she suddenly woke up as if she had been electrocuted, and instantly shrank back and moved to the side, putting distance between herself and me, as if I were some kind of monster.

I know she was terrified by me and was in a state of stress.

I ignored her, took out my cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.

I exhaled a puff of smoke and felt a sharp pain throbbing in the wounds on my left shoulder and ribs.

Without the buff of unrestricted combat, the pain assaulted my nerves like a tidal wave.

I took a few deep drags on my cigarette before I calmed down and felt a bit better.

The two sisters, Ahua and Acao, were also in police cars, following behind us.

The two seriously injured detectives were also rescued by the police and put into a car.

The group consisted of six people, three police cars, and six police officers as escorts; the scene was quite grand.

However, I did not feel very safe because of this.

On the contrary, I felt a strong sense of crisis.

My strength is still too weak; a few assassins have caused me such a huge problem.

Meanwhile, Chris, that venomous snake, was still lurking in the shadows, watching me intently.

He lost nine men and suffered another great loss. He will definitely not let this go and will continue to send people to deal with me.

This time, the people he sends are probably not small fry henchmen who can be easily slaughtered, but real experts, and they might even be armed.

Faced with these pervasive attacks and assassinations, relying solely on the police is insufficient.

I must establish a tight and loyal bodyguard team as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to see Ahua's comrades.

Once those people arrive, I will have the power to confront Chris Ming directly.

Of course, besides these, I actually have an extremely powerful external support.

That's He Linghuang.

She commands the He family's secret guards, a powerful force said to be composed of true martial arts masters. Once deployed, they are top-tier elite soldiers capable of taking on opponents head-on...

However, that secret guard was only responsible for protecting the core members of the He family, and any actions taken outside required the consent of Old Master He.

When I think of Grandpa He, an image of an elderly man with white hair involuntarily comes to mind.

That was the original owner's grandfather, and also the head of the He family in Jiangcheng.

The original owner had angered the old man, which was why he was expelled from the He family.

Now it seems that in order to strengthen my own power and unite everyone I can, I might have to go back to the He family's old house when I have time and have a good chat with the old man.