It's not that he underestimated this foreign woman—she was quite captivating, one of the types Xiao Lin appreciated. Her eyes shone with a wild light, her movents agile, graceful in her running posture; even her leaps were perfect. The only flaw was that she was slow! Too slow!
Xiao Lin stood still, not moving a step, observing the woman's every move. In battle, he was calm, so calm that he was ruthless, regardless of gender, age, or rank.
The woman turned her palm into a fist, striking straight at Xiao Lin's face.
A slight shoulder shift, he easily dodged her attack, pushing the woman's right fist away with his left hand, extending his right arm to punch her abdon. He only used about fifty to sixty percent of his strength, hitting her fairly solid abdon, causing her face to scrunch up, ruining her beauty.
However, the woman was a decent opponent; she didn't back down due to the pain but instead entwined around Xiao Lin's arm.
One flip, using his arm as a pivot, she rolled behind Xiao Lin, grabbing his left shoulder, pulling him back, while a short knife slid out from her right sleeve, thrusting towards Xiao Lin's neck without hesitation.
If it hit, it would make a big hole in a vulnerable spot, and blood would gush out. Fla Swallow, watching excitedly from the side, had been eager to fight Xiao Lin since their last encounter at the Liger Building. Today, Xiao Lin's counterattack and defense gave him a new impression, desiring such battle over the previous skirmishes.
"Hey, Military Doctor, don't you dare lose. You did beat once." Fla Swallow's words made the woman blush instantly. She glared at Fla Swallow fiercely, her green eyes seed to blaze with fire.
"Hey, woman, your opponent is ." Xiao Lin also glared at Fla Swallow. He did it on purpose—was it to increase the difficulty?
The short blade in the woman's hand grazed Xiao Lin's skin, causing a slight sting but leaving no surface wound. The woman let out a sound, unclear if it was a laugh or sothing else. Xiao Lin felt the cold barrel of a gun against his temple.
"Ah!" Fla Swallow blinked in surprise. When did this happen? He didn't even see how it transpired, and the woman already had a gun to Xiao Lin's head. How la!
Xiao Lin's hands hung mid-air in the sa pose; the stiffness of his position made Fla Swallow frown. However, the smirk on Xiao Lin's lips showed he wasn't too worried—his cunning required proper strategy to deal with in combat.
A second person appeared; Xiao Lin was suppressed, allowing the woman to easily point a gun at his head. "If you co with us willingly, I won't kill everyone here."
Were they targeting him? "Woman, you're overthinking."
Three Silver Needles appeared silently from his fingers, swiftly shooting out. Fla Swallow, observing closely from the side, pondered Xiao Lin's every move—this man beca soone he aid to surpass.
All three needles shot in one direction, but midway, one deviated, embedding directly at a high spot, while the other two plunged into an empty area, prompting a roar.
Fla Swallow only saw the two needles wriggle, the roar indicating the jabbed person was imnsely angry. Yet, Xiao Lin ignored the opponent's emotions, using the most shaless way, stepping down hard, cruelly trampling the woman's foot. The piercing pain made her release her grip.
Xiao Lin was waiting for this mont. His whole body leaned forward, retreating his right leg in a seemingly impossible balancing posture, aiming at the woman's prominent chest as if he had eyes at the back of his head. The woman was tenacious, taking the kick while the gun fired simultaneously!
Which was faster, the bullet or the person? It was the second ti seeing this scene today and Fla Swallow deduced Xiao Lin wouldn't dodge in ti. He hesitated whether to intervene; his master instructed him not to act, just to observe from the side. He felt conflicted—if injured, how would he explain? Ah, this father and son duo was really troubleso.
"Boss!" At that mont, two people jumped down from above, shouting loudly upon seeing the situation.
Oh! A backup team? That ant no need for him to intervene. Fla Swallow sighed in relief, having realized it.
"Shut up, all of you!" Xiao Lin frowned. He wanted to hold sothing back; this woman was truly courting death.
The bullet shot towards his abdon; there was nowhere to dodge. Xiao Lin curled up, pulling his abdon back like a shrimp. The woman watched this peculiar scene, confused as to why the bullet's speed seed to slow—by its usual trajectory, it should have already exploded a hole in the man.
Xiao Lin displayed a strange smile, shouted fiercely, and his hunched body seed to gather strength, bouncing outward. A huge force burst out, sucking the woman up from the ground, tossing her aside.
The previous bullet, too, was expelled by this force, its destination unknown—just hearing a clanking sound, a quick flash of a spark vanished amid others' astonishnt.
The woman fell to the ground along the wall. A gust of wind passed Xiao Lin's ear—it was likely a person passing him, landing by the woman.
The woman was lifted into the air, making her way towards Xiao Lin gradually. A Silver Needle struck on his shoulder, still nailed there, a mark Xiao Lin left to confirm the person's position—the needle on the person's wrist had been removed.
Xiao Lin watched as the woman approached, his entire being on guard. His Silver Needle was not sothing casually used—being hit on the wrist yet still having the strength to lift a woman over a hundred pounds ant his willpower was extraordinarily strong.
Xiao Lin didn't fear powerful opponents, for they all had weaknesses. His real concern was eting resilient foes, which would take considerable effort to resolve. These individuals typically clung until the last mont.
In other words, unless he died, even without the strength to fight back, they would persist to the end. This kind of person he didn't want to kill, but he must.
"Let him go!" Xiao Lin noticed the other side didn't intend to continue. He took a slight step back. The woman, lifted into the air, jumped onto the roof from which she disappeared through a window. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welco you to vote with recomndation votes and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian); your support is my greatest motivation.)
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