sovbooks Chapter 39 Shen hope Fights Alone
Chapter 39 Shen hope Fights Alone
"Then why did you just say that? I heard you."
"I just didn't understand their thinking and casually criticized the mistakes in their actions."
Shen hope was speechless: "Does Young Master Lin really think I'm brainless?"
Lin Zheng clicked his tongue: "Look at you, always accusing me. At this moment, no one wants you to live more than I do, you know that, Miss Shen? You just killed a few yourself?"
"Fifty-one left."
"They killed them pretty quickly." Lin Zheng heard a voice: "Someone's coming!"
Shen hope picked up the scattered pieces of iron from the ground and threw them away, then got up and kicked the iron blocks away.
Like a shotgun, it shoots down the enemy.
Lin Zheng was stunned and clapped softly. But the next moment, enemies suddenly appeared from all directions, all raising their guns.
The group quietly gathered together, no longer hunting separately in groups of ten.
"Shen hope, run! Find another spot, there are forty-seven left!"
He grabbed Shen hope's hand and quickly led her away.
During the escape, Shen hope caught sight of the clasped hands and quickly forced them apart.
Lin Zheng asked in confusion, "What?"
This pause almost led to an accident; a bullet came flying by, and Shen hope quickly pulled him to a corner.
Lin Zheng asked, "What happened? We almost got hurt when you stopped."
Shen looked at her hands, frowning with displeasure: "It's nothing, I just suddenly don't want to play with them anymore."
She took a pack of tissues out of her pocket and wiped her hands.
Lin Zheng: "??"
Then she pulled a dagger from her bosom.
To avoid giving Lin Zheng any reason to overthink, Shen hope emphasized, "As a secretary, it's perfectly reasonable for me to carry a fruit knife with me, isn't it?"
Lin Zheng nodded matter-of-factly: "That makes sense, we should peel fruit for President Jiang."
"Those two are reasonable too, right?" She pulled out another one from somewhere, one in each hand.
"That's not very reasonable; it's only barely reasonable."
"It's good enough, if it's just barely enough."
Just as Shen hope was about to leave, Lin Zheng grabbed him: "Are you planning to prove them wrong by fighting head-on? There are still over forty of them, and they're armed. Is it a safe bet?"
Shen hope glanced at Lin Zheng and gave an irrelevant answer:
"Don't even mention guns, even atomic bombs wouldn't be of any use."
Lin Zheng was embarrassed: "You're just bragging a bit."
Then, Shen hope smoothed her ponytail with her hand, seemingly to make sure her hair wouldn't interfere with her.
She swaggered along, but her footsteps were silent as she walked towards the forty people from one of the roads.
Lin Zheng told her to be careful, and Shen hope glanced back at Lin Zheng, his eyes indescribably handsome.
His pupils dilated as well, and this heroic and dashing scene unconsciously evoked many classic images of one man taking on a thousand enemies.
Lin Zheng touched his pocket.
They were trying to quickly grab some snacks or sunflower seeds to watch the show unfold; it would be a shame not to eat something in such a powerful scene.
To my surprise, there really was a bag of spicy strips in my pocket. I had bought too many a few days ago and put them in my pocket without taking them out.
Lin Zheng hid in a safe place, eating spicy snacks and waiting to watch the show.
I remember the book saying that when this woman fights, she's like an invisible, sharp steel wire. I'd like to see just how she works.
"Tear~ What brand is this spicy snack?" He checked the manufacturer's label: "Not spicy~ I won't buy it next time."
The vast steel mill was filled only with the sounds of footsteps and breathing.
The twenty-odd corpses that had survived the gunfight lay scattered on the ground, some still emitting cries of agony, adding an eerie touch to Shen hope's steady gait.
Her gaze was cold and serious, the image of Lin Zheng holding her hand flashing before her eyes.
The hand that was being led gripped tightly the dagger.
You bunch of bastards, killing us is one thing, but forcing Young Master Lin to hold my hand is another. How am I supposed to explain this to President Jiang?
Shen hope walked behind a man like a ghost in this place that was so open that any sound would be amplified.
She made absolutely no sound, and without even stopping her footsteps, she easily sliced through the throat and trachea of an enemy with her knife.
Before the opponent could fall to the ground, Shen hope raised his hand and struck again.
Apart from a flash of light, there was nothing else; two more lives vanished silently.
This triple kill was incredibly uneventful, but to Lin Zheng, who was watching from a distance, it was far more exciting than a gunfight.
"This is assassination? Awesome!"
The instant the three corpses fell to the ground, Shen hope kicked a pebble toward a large boiler in the distance.
The clinking sound of the stones not only attracted the attention of those people but also masked the sound of the corpse falling to the ground.
Some people even took out guns and fired several shots without hesitation.
Shen hope never expected the other party to be so stupid, and once she fired the shot, she was no longer afraid of being exposed.
Her expression shifted slightly, and she quickened her pace. Her casual clothes, worn with such speed, made her seem like a blue ghost, silently passing by more than a dozen people.
Lin Zheng paused even while eating the spicy snack.
When those people noticed Shen hope, they tried to speak, but found that their throats had been cut and they could not make any sound.
Lin Zheng counted: "Twenty-five more..."
Finally, an enemy realized something was wrong and tried to turn around, only to be met with another dagger plunged into his throat.
It was inserted, then pulled out amidst fresh blood from the neck.
Another person has been killed.
"Don't look at the boiler, I'm right behind you."
Her voice was calm and pleasant. Those people never expected that Shen hope would dare to come out on her own initiative, and they had no idea how she got behind them.
In the instant he turned around, Lin Zheng saw that she was now moving as if she were dancing.
Using both hands and feet, her slender figure killed several people with a dagger before the remaining opponents opened fire.
Shen Xi delivered a spectacular kick that snapped the opponent's wrist holding the gun. He then flipped over, bracing himself on the ground with one hand, and executed a large spin.
Using the toe of his shoe as a dagger, those around him seemed to have only been kicked once, but each blow was fatal.
After the blow, they all instantly knelt down, completely losing their fighting ability, with deep indentations in their necks indicating blunt force trauma.
Even more outrageous, enemies who were a little further away from Shen hope were so frightened by what they saw that they shouted and raised their pistols, attempting to shoot her.
As a result, Shen hope took a light step back, and her head miraculously dodged the bullet. The bullet that flew out only hit her ponytail, which was still inertia and had not yet moved back.
A bullet hole appeared in the center of the ponytail in a short time.
A few strands of hair fell through the air along with the enemy's life.
"The last three!"
One was reloading, and the other two were stunned by the sudden change in the attack. Before they could even raise their guns, Shen hope threw two daggers to their throats.
She quietly walked up to the last man who had just finished reloading and was pointing his gun at her head, grabbed his wrist, and heard a scream.
The woman forcefully bent the other person's hand 180 degrees in the opposite direction.
The sound of bones breaking was clear and loud.
He was kneeling on the ground when Shen hope kicked him several meters away, causing him to slide on the ground and crash into the steel bars in the factory area.
However, this time she didn't kick him to death, intentionally leaving him alive.
Lin Zheng exclaimed, "Wow!" He didn't even want to eat the spicy snack anymore.
What kind of strength is that? Breaking a man's wrist with bare hands? Kicking a man several meters away with one kick?
Not to mention the ghostly movement technique in front of him.
You still claim to be human? I think you're the god.