Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Lu Yan heard the breaking of her bones.
Yes, Leila only gave her one punch, and Lu Yan felt her ribs had broken as excruciating pain came from her chest.
But Lu Yan was a warrior and wouldn’t fall so easily.
Suppressing the great pain, she forced herself to stand up.
“Very good. You don’t even frown with your ribs broken… Lu Yan, you’re awesome.”
Leila was a bit surprised. She had studied Lu Yan’s fighting skills in hand-to-hand combat long ago, including the fights at West Point, during her missions, and her fistfights with people in Las Vegas.
Anyway, through the information that Leila had collected, she had thoroughly studied Lu Yan’s skills and fighting patterns in combat.
But now she began to admire Lu Yan’s toughness and stubbornness.
The pain of breaking one’s ribs was unbearable for ordinary people; a slight movement would trigger bone-deep pain.
But without a word, Lu Yan stood up without showing any discomfort. She was indeed a warrior.
“Shut up. Scumbag, let’s continue.”
Lu Yan curled her fingers at Leila challengingly.
Her subordinates all knew Lu Yan’s personality; the more setbacks she had, the tougher she got.
At this moment, beeping sounds came from Leila’s watch.
She looked down at it and chuckled.
“My pet dog… betrayed me as I expected… Tsk, tsk… It seems I can’t waste my time on you. I’ll go find my doggie and my prey.”
Then she dashed over.
As she had promised, she only used one hand, but Lu Yan found she was no match for Leila even though the latter used only one hand.
It was scary. In all the years that she swept across the mercenary world, Lu Yan had never encountered such a rival before.
The woman resembling her sister had unimaginable abilities; what on earth was her purpose?
Remembering how her dad tried to stop her and her brother-in-law from doing the rescue mission, Lu Yan began to realize that maybe her dad knew about the conspiracy of their enemies.
Were they people that even her dad couldn’t handle?
At this moment, Lu Yan knew she had walked into a trap.
A woman resembling her elder sister with unbelievably powerful hand-to-hand combat skills was a trap, right?
“The boss can’t make it. Shall we go and help her?”
“At the count of three, we shoot together and kill them all.”
The elite fighters working for Lu Yan were confident in their marksmanship.
They intended to shoot their enemies before their boss got hurt again.
While the woman was busy fighting Lu Yan, Lu Yan’s subordinates opened fire suddenly, interrupting the combat.
In the gunshots, Leila’s men all dropped to the ground.
“Hehe… You’re a lousy loser to have your men play this dirty trick.” Leila smiled mockingly.
“To deal with someone as scheming as you, we don’t have to play by rules. We’d use any method so long as we can kill you.”
Lu Yan didn’t blame her subordinates for the sneaky attack; instead, she thought she’d use any method just to kill this woman.
But when Lu Yan’s people aimed at the woman, something creepy happened.
As fast as a flash, Leila moved to stand behind them before they could react.
“I didn’t want to begin a killing spree, but you forced my hand.” Leila smiled creepily.
