Park Sang-woo and Park Sung-wook attacked Nuobai from both sides, adopting a standard taekwondo stance, faces full of mocking smiles.
"Hey, little girl, can’t handle it after just a couple of moves? You’re not so skilled, huh?"
"Brother is right!"
The Gemini Star charged simultaneously, perfectly coordinating their neuro-attacks, a constant sound of kicks slicing through the air.
This wasn’t a friendly spar; they were all aiming for the 500 million bounty, wanting only to take Nuobai’s head, using all their lethal moves right from the start.
They targeted Nuobai’s wounds, striking brutally, with extrely tricky attack angles coming from different directions, leaving Nuobai attacked from front and back, defending one side only to expose another.
"Dong dong dong dong dong——"
At bullet-ti speed, the impacts were dense like rain, each sound bringing a splash of blood.
Nuobai was covered in bright red blood, on her body, face, and hair, a tragic yet beautiful sight, her staggering body seemingly unable to hold up at any mont.
The situation continued to deteriorate.
Following the two leaders’ attacks, rcenaries from the Black Tiger and White Tiger rcenary Corps also appeared, having been ambushed nearby, joining the fray one after another.
Ordinary rcenaries wielded rifles, firing from a distance to constrain Nuobai’s range of movent.
Extraordinary rcenaries activated blood codes, limbs, or manipulated chanical ferocious beasts to directly join the battle, coordinating with the leaders to besiege Nuobai.
Surrounded by enemies everywhere, Nuobai was beaten terribly, her body covered with fresh wounds, the pain so overwhelming her nerves had gone numb, feeling nothing despite being bruised all over.
Facing a deadly situation, Nuobai once again activated Blood Burning State.
Her body was barely holding up; once in Blood Burning State, fragile blood vessels burst one after another, the sound of bones creaking under pressure could be heard.
Using her last ounce of strength, she turned into a shadow, breaking through the siege, leaping off a nearby overpass.
Park Sang-woo and Park Sung-wook rushed to see that below was a road for autonomous vehicles, with cars speeding in neat grids, interwoven headlights stretching into long streaks of light.
Nuobai fell toward the traffic below, her blood turning into beaded lines in the air, gradually splitting into even smaller droplets.
Finally, with a "thud," she landed on the roof of a truck, almost sinking into it.
She was carried away by the autonomous truck, getting farther and farther, soon disappearing from everyone’s sight.
"Shibal! My 500 million!!!" Park Sang-woo kicked a hard shoulder rail in anger.
He grabbed Park Sung-wook and ran outside: "Quick, chase her, can’t let those two get ahead!"
...
Inside a refrigerated truck, the cargo area had been converted into a living room, with a small table, bed, and portable water bottle.
The autonomous driving system was on, and the steering wheel was swaying automatically.
Nowadays, autonomous driving technology was very advanced, but the role of "driver" was still indispensable.
Because autonomous mode could only be used on dedicated lanes, using it on regular roads would incur a ticket.
At this mont, the truck driver was sitting at the small table in the back cabin, eating instant noodles and singing.
Suddenly, with a "thud," the roof dented down.
The driver was so scared that his soup spilled: "What the heck is that?!"
He quickly sat in the driver’s seat, adjusted the navigation to exit the autonomous lane, and parked by the roadside.
As he jumped out of the truck, the "thing" that had crashed onto the roof rolled off the hood.
"A young girl?" The driver saw Nuobai, covered in blood, and quickly went to assist her, "Hey, how did you fall on my truck? Are you alright?"
Before he could help, Nuobai nervously struggled to retreat, her eyes full of hostility and wariness.
The driver didn’t force it, waving his hands: "I won’t touch if you don’t want to, I’m not a bad person. What’s up with you, all covered in blood, let’s get you to a hospital!"
Nuobai was seriously hurt, each breath brought up bloody foam, and the IPS stem cells in her body were nearly exhausted in the battle just now.
She urgently needed to supplent with so active substances containing foreign cells.
Like...
Blood.
Nuobai’s consciousness was entirely overtaken by the will to survive, she gritted her teeth, staring intently at the driver’s neck, her throat full of restless thirst.
Survive...
Yes, this was to survive...
The driver hadn’t realized he was in trouble, still persuading Nuobai to get in the truck.
As Nuobai was about to take that step...
"What’s going on?" An old voice ca from inside the truck.
An elderly woman popped her head out of the window, looking at Nuobai confusedly: "Oh dear, how did this young girl get injured like this?"
Nuobai looked at the elderly woman dully, montarily stunned in place.
The driver smiled innocently at Nuobai: "That’s my mom, her health’s not good. I don’t feel easy leaving her at ho alone so I take her along on long hauls."
Nuobai gradually regained her senses, a trace of sadness in her eyes, and reason, controlled by the will to survive, returned, the initial impulse disappeared.
She signaled for the driver to return to the truck, then stood up with difficulty, holding her wound, and limped away.
Then, the driver’s call echoed: "Young girl!"
The driver took sothing from the woman’s hands, ran up to hand it to Nuobai: "If you insist on leaving, I can’t stop you. Here’re so food and drinks, in case you need help."
At such tis, Nuobai would never recklessly take things from strangers.
She just nodded slightly to thank the driver, then left on her own.
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