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"You ask."

Tanki Liuli turned around, her back facing the light inside the room, truly dazzling.

She didn't speak Japanese.

"Where is Koda Kaoru?"

Jiang Chen didn't either, only holding onto the hope that large societies should align internationally, but in the end, he was thinking too much.

The guy had a vicious look, clutching his dislocated shoulder, jabbering, who knows what he was saying.

Jiang Chen remained calm, pointed to the corpse lying on the ground, "Say it, I'll let you go."

Although he wasn't well-educated, as a core member of an international violence organization, his will was quite resilient. He definitely understood Jiang Chen's intention but remained unyielding, even with a fierce glint in his eyes as he charged at Jiang Chen.

That woman was too fierce, definitely unbeatable, so he picked the softest target to squeeze.

An injustice has its head, a debt its owner; what does he come to me for?

As he watched the gang member charging at him like a wolf or tiger, Boss Jiang smiled bitterly, knowing he'd been underestimated. Though he couldn't compete with the young Taoist nun, dealing with a broken-arm spent force was no problem.

Having played the follower and spectator all night, he was ready to loosen up his muscles, but before he could even raise his fist, a blade tip pierced through the body. With the force of a mighty thrust, that guy stumbled forward, then toppled down right at Jiang Chen's feet. After twitching a few times, he ceased to move.

A Tang Dao was driven straight into his back, the blood silently oozing out, spreading all around.

Looking down at the motionless corpse, Jiang Chen silently sighed, stepped over the gradually cooling body, simultaneously pulling out the knife, and tossed it to Tanki Liuli.

"Go search the house."

Tanki Liuli caught the knife steadily, just about to turn and enter the house, when suddenly a faint sound arose.

It came from beside them.

In the passageway leading to the last level, a cold and dangerous aura suddenly struck.

Tanki Liuli's brows slightly furrowed, without a second thought, she swung the knife horizontally in front of her. Boss Jiang, who was still walking, hadn't yet marveled at her peculiar action, when he immediately heard a sharp collision sound.

The flexible blade bent in a way that was invisible to the eye, but the bright light of the collision was clear to human eyes.

"Ding..."

A metallic item fell to the floor.

Jiang Chen looked down.

He found a bullet.

Catching a bullet with your hand, everyone knows that's badass, but that's in the movies.

How about blocking a bullet with a knife?

What kind of reaction speed is this?!

Previously, Jiang Chen was just amazed, a bit stubbornly thinking that with effort and practice, in five or ten years, he could reach this level too. But now, he was fully convinced, heart and soul.

Some things are about talent.

Like studying.

For this, he had a deep understanding.

Was Fang Qing ever this desperate in school?

Practicing martial arts is the same.

Innate gaps are not gaps; they are chasms that cannot be compensated postnatally.

Tanki Liuli, who unimaginably blocked the bullet with her knife, maintained a serene expression and looked towards the corridor leading to the last level.

Jiang Chen did the same.

Old Six, ah.

Completely disregarding martial virtue.

Where's the flair an international society should have?

If you can't win, you resort to a sneak attack.

But then again.

On the verge of life and death, who the hell follows the gentleman's code, filming a movie?

"Take cover."

Jiang Chen rationally shouted, but Tanki Liuli merely glanced peacefully and then, holding the knife, she charged into the corridor.

Dominance to this extent?

"Bang!"

The dim floor suddenly brightened, and the sudden overwhelming light made Jiang Chen and Tanki Liuli, who had adapted to the darkness, instinctively close their eyes.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the guy hidden in the corridor seized the rare opportunity and pulled the trigger again.

The gunshot rang out.

This finally made sense.

Though legally recognized, it is, after all, a violent society; would they always follow laws and regulations? Against a powerful enemy, not using guns, what are they going to use, love to convert them?

Jiang Chen, with his eyes unable to open, finally frowned; it seemed something completely reasonable had exceeded his expectations.

But then again.

Along the way, leaving no survivors, they seemed a bit over the top.

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunfire continued.

As their eyes slightly adapted, Jiang Chen squinted and saw Tanki Liuli dodging continuously with the gunshots, appearing not just embarrassed, but rather nimble and graceful.

The gunshots finally ceased.

As expected.

The magazine was probably empty.

Subsequently, a shadow unexpectedly rushed out of the passage.

At such a moment, instead of escaping, he chose to meet head-on; if not an idiot, then it must be an expert having full confidence in his own strength.

It wasn't on purpose not changing magazines, but he should have been aware that the freakishly strong Shenzhou woman wouldn't give him the time and chance to reload.

He punched.

It was a face grim and almost sinister.

Tanki Liuli twisted her waist, then with a twist of the sky-high long leg, fiercely descended with a fragrant wind.

"Boom!"

Tanki Liuli's foot and the opponent's fist clashed heavily.

Jiang Chen, who had adapted to the brightness, focused intently.

No instant kill this time.

This is indeed a master.

The Tang Dao quivered, without the slightest hesitation; the young Taoist nun with a face of pure grace had no semblance of mercy, wielding the Tang Dao ruthlessly and cruelly, pressing forward.

The greatest expert encountered tonight was shaky, facing Tanki Liuli's relentless advance, retreating again and again, yet his steps remained steady.

And.

The astonishing fact was.

Throughout the process, he unceasingly collided his hands against the Tang Dao in Tanki Liuli's hand, an unending chain of sharp and piercing clanging sounds echoed.

A body like a bronze wall and iron bastion?

Could it be that strange skilled people exist worldwide?

As Jiang Chen meticulously examined, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, the world isn't that absurd.

The reason the opponent was so fierce was not due to being impervious to swords and guns, but because he wore gloves of some unknown material.

"Crash!"

The outer wall glass shattered, and fragments began to fall from high above.

Fortunately, it was deep night, early morning now; no one would be walking below.

After smashing through the glass, the terrified Dongying expert finally halted his retreat, a cunning smile graced his lips as he utilized the momentum like a leopard charging forward, with both fists hammering down violently towards Tanki Liuli's head.

The attack came like a tide.

Tanki Liuli remained calm, and tonight, with unmatched dominance, she finally ceased advancing; her Tang Dao no longer exhibited precise and concise motions, but began to dance wildly.

In the region where the two were battling, engulfed instantly in blade auras, not a phenomenon of supernatural ability or sword energy, but a visual effect due to the frightening speed of the blade dance.

"Clang clang clang..."

The metal collision sound incessant, the sheer force of the impacts perceived through the eardrum.

Jiang Chen's expression gradually grew solemn, instantly retracting his previous assessment.

This wasn't a simple master.

But a real high-level master.

Suddenly, all bright blade auras vanished instantly.

The young Taoist nun retained a composed gaze, still devoid of any killing intent, seemingly having forced out all of the opponent's skills, as the Tang Dao in her hand, as if a fairy tale creature, drove forward at a treacherously sharp angle when her rival's breathing began to falter.

"Swoosh!"

The impressively strong Dongying expert's eyes bulged wide open, unable to react in time, and even without any sense of pain, just felt a thick, guttural stream of blood bubbling from his mouth.

Subsequently.

"Bang..."

His head separated from his body.

The precious head hit the ground and rolled until it bumped against the wall, finally coming to a halt.

Tanki Liuli retreated.

A spurt of blood shot from the headless body like a sculpture losing its support, and the body collapsed backward.

"Whirr."

The Tang Dao returned to its sheath.

The floor gradually fell silent once more.

With all obstacles eliminated, Tanki Liuli slightly furrowed her brows, turned back, and up until that moment, her entire body was untouched by blood.

Jiang Chen, what are you zoning out about when there's an entire scene of bloodshed? Why aren't you getting to it?

"I'm going to sleep now."

Amidst the bloodied scene, the Taoist nun slowly spoke. Her face, stunningly beautiful for someone just over eighteen, still appeared so holy, pure, even somewhat innocent.