Chapter 422

tty Is she pulling an international prankWhere is she cute and pretty"Shut up!" Ye Feimo was originally extremely angry, but upon hearing her words, he inexplicably calmed down. This warm-hearted one...Chapter 422

The assassin, who was twice her weight, was thrown away like trash by her. The Ghost Face looked on in shock: Is this a woman Is this really a woman Such powerful women are extremely rare.

The black assassin's body smashed against the window when he was thrown out, shattering the glass. He fell from the third floor as gunshots were suddenly heard. The Ghost Face thought that it must have been a sniper shooting from above to kill him, turning his body into a pincushion.

The other assassin was also shocked; they originally thought killing this woman would be an easy task for their three-man team. However, in no time at all, she had killed two of her companions and left only him fighting alone.

Wu Shuang came to her senses, loosening the shoulder that had been punched. It was as simple as stretching out her muscles. Then, she twisted her fists into a combat stance. Her lips curved in an ambiguous smile, taunting with a hint of disdain. She seemed to be saying that he was beneath her notice and could be knocked out by one punch. The Ghost Face was stunned: How unrestrained is this woman's nature Why provoke him when the situation has already turned against him

The black assassin indeed did not measure up, for after being provoked by Wu Shuang, he roared loudly and swung his fists at her. Wu Shuang met him with swinging fists of her own as they fought together. The man's boxing skills were impressive but fell far short of Wu Shuang's terrifying abilities. After a few exchanges, she knocked him out, and he did not rise again. The Ghost Face estimated that the black man’s ribs had been broken by Wu Shuang.

A woman using consecutive punches and hooks in such powerful, domineering fashion was rare even among men. Along with each swing of her fists came an unstoppable force. The Ghost Face could only admire her while feeling… terrified.

Fitting that she's the daughter of Ye Wei; compared to her formidable past, she doesn't disappoint. She took down three black-skinned assassins while only receiving a few punches on her shoulder.

"How does my martial ability compare to yours" Doublenegative grinned arrogantly and raised an eyebrow as he asked. The killers on the third floor were all taken care of by them.

Ghost Mask smiled back, "Are you trying to discourage me from continuing"

"Even if I am discouraging you, what's the harm Don't worry; I won't mock you." Doublenegative waved his hand, and his queen-like domineering aura was evident. Ghost Mask shook his head, and Doublenegative suddenly narrowed his eyes before swiftly pouncing forward to tackle Ghost Mask to the ground. A barrage of bullets flew over their heads and embedded themselves into the wall, creating bullet holes. Continuous gunfire then erupted with a cacophony of shots shattering windows and sweeping through.

"Let's go!" Doublenegative grabbed Ghost Mask’s arm and didn’t even bother to check if he was hit by a bullet as he tossed him across the floor. The floor was slippery, making it easy for them to move around quickly. Ghost Mask used this momentum to slide into a corner, while Doublenegative rolled over several times before ducking into another corner where they were temporarily safe with a wall shielding them.

Ghost Mask held his bleeding right arm with his left hand as Doublenegative pulled on his injured arm. The bullet was still lodged in the muscle; this sudden movement caused severe consequences, causing blood to flow endlessly down the floor—trails of blood that belonged to Ghost Mask.

Doublenegative narrowed his eyes again, asking, "Can you still hold on"

"No problem!" It's just a gunshot wound, and it's not in a vital area; it's only on the shoulder, a flesh wound. As long as one can endure the pain for a while, it will be fine. The urgent task at hand is to leave Devil’s Castle since there are still many assassins waiting downstairs once they exit.

Exiting inevitably means certain death.

If they stay here, however, and the Duke uses encirclement tactics, they won't survive for long either.

The Ghost Mask was sweating profusely, his lips pale. Wuwushuang knew that he couldn't hold on much longer, but how could they leave Devil’s Castle The outer perimeter was heavily guarded; unless the Duke wanted to sabotage himself, which would be unlikely, he would definitely ensure their deaths here.

The only viable solution at present was to find someone for help. London was under the control of the first terror organization, yet there was a signal jamming system in place, and her phone had no reception. Unfortunately, her mini-computer had been broken earlier.

"Let's fight our way out!" said the Ghost Mask with a determined gaze. "If it comes to it, you can leave alone without worrying about me."

Not dragging down their comrades was one of their principles as assassins; no matter how close they were personally, this would always be true. If someone couldn't escape on their own, they'd rather take their own life than burden a comrade. Considering that he and Wuwushuang did not have much rapport anyway, the Ghost Mask didn’t care either.

Wushuang's gaze slightly lowered; she couldn't abandon Demon Mask.

The shot was a mistake. If it hadn’t injured Demon Mask, perhaps they could have both escaped safely—even if they had to fight their way out. Given their abilities, that wasn't impossible. Wushuang pressed her lips together and smiled lightly, exuding arrogance and flamboyance: "We’ll leave together!"

She pulled out a gun from the back of her waist, then dumped all the equipment in her handbag. She even took out firearm parts from her tall boots. Demon Mask was flabbergasted once again—how could she carry so much equipment

Honestly speaking, he couldn’t tell. As Wushuang assembled the gun while talking: "Women can hide things in more places than you men."

Demon Mask agreed; it was simply unbelievable that she had so many items on her.

“Where are you going with this” Wushuang seemed to be assembling a sniper rifle, yet it didn’t resemble the one she usually used. The range shouldn't be very far…

"If we want to leave, we must eliminate the snipers!" Wushuang stated.n't help but sincerely praise her; she truly looked breathtakingly beautiful.I never thought that Wushuang, dressed like this, could be so captivating."That's because the model is good." Without any m...