At the break of dawn, only a wolf-fang like moon hangs in the sky, but at this moment the fanged moon, seems scarlet.
On a quiet street in the Western region, an exhausted figure fiercely flees out of an alley, she wore tight leather clothes that outlined her perfect curves, at this moment there were several cuts on her arm, with dark red blood seeping out.
She holds a cold dark dagger tightly in her hand, which looks grim yet bright under the moonlight, the residual blood on it is proof that it recently stabbed into somebodyās flesh.
āMiss, thereās no need to run anymoreā¦ā¦ā a deep voice was transmitted from the warehouse in front of the woman.
At the same time, the woman stops her tracks and warily stares at the numerous shadows walking out, there are at least ten of them.
The leading manās head is bandaged, with a very rough face, wearing a big black coat, toying with a locally made Glock 37 pistol in his hand, blocking the road ahead without hurry or delay.
āMiss, your skills are indeed terrifying, having never missed a bullet, killing off thirty of our brothers all by yourself, and still able to flee until hereā¦ā¦..ā The man slowly said emotionlessly: āHowever, Miss, the ambush we specifically set up for you, has long anticipated this, so we waited for you to run out of bullets, and so now we have appeared.ā
āBlackbear, Iāve treated you well in the past, why must you collude with my father to go against me?ā The woman breathlessly pants, after consecutively killing tens of enemies, her subordinates were already wounded or dead, and she too is completely spent.
The man code-named Blackbear laughs out loud, āMiss, it doesnāt matter what disputes happened between you and Boss. I, Blackbearās life was given by Boss, naturally I would loyally do Gang Masterās bidding. Big Miss has been kind to me in the past, but from the moment Big Miss left West Union Society to establish Red Thorns Society, Miss has become Bossā enemy. Therefore, you are naturally my enemy, and thereās no space for affection left.ā\nāMy father is autocratic, and does business devoid of conscience, even the underworld is ashamed by him. He also doesnāt treat all of you well, in his eyes, all of you are just the dogs he is raising, so many elders and brothers are willing to quit with me, why are you so persistent and stubborn?ā The woman knows she already no longer has the strength to withstand the gunfire of more than ten people, and could only make her final attempt to persuade them.
Blackbear shakes his head, expression as cold as before, āMiss, before I send you off, Iāll give you one sentence āā a triad can be inhuman, but still must be loyalā¦ā¦.ā
The moment the words were spoken, Blackbear stretches out a finger ahead, the many men behind him raises their firearms, with their muzzles pointing at the woman ten metres ahead.
In that life and death moment, at the time when all gunners are ready to pull the trigger, a ghost-like magnetic male voice appears in everybodyās earsā¦ā¦..
āHey bros, itās fine that you all were disturbing me watch the moon, but you canāt possibly be intending to have more than ten men shoot at a girl right? When it comes to men shooting women, other than the gun below, youāre not supposed to casually use any other, everybody look! Sheās so beautifulā¦ā¦.ā within the words, is a voice full of regret.
āWho are you!ā Blackbear vigilantly looked all around, yet he couldnāt even find a shadow.
The woman who originally awaited her death suddenly widened her eyes, watching at the space above in disbelief!
A figure falls from the sky like a ghost in front of the dozens of gunmen, just like a vampire in European myths, in the enchanting moonlight, quietly opening their huge black bat wings, and extending their sharp claws.\nThis is a young man with a face that seems a little lazy, a little jocular, a little curious, but most of all, is disdain.
Blackbear doesnāt like this type of gaze, but his bones produce a trace of fear, āWhat are you!?ā
The young man does not reply, and instead turns his head to ask the woman, āIf I help you take care of them, can you promise me one thing?ā
āI can, no matter what it isā¦ā¦ā The womanās pale face from blood loss turns a little red at this moment, she could imagine what a man would want after saving a woman, including sacrificing her own body, but right now she doesnāt have any other choice. Even she does not understand why she believes this strange unarmed man can save her feeble life from the dozens of gunmen!
āIt doesnāt matter who you are, you must dieā¦ā¦.ā Blackbear was angry, he hates being ignored, and was the first to point his gun at that man.
āBam!!!ā
At the same time the gunfire appears in the muzzle, the man disappears. When he reappears, one of the manās hand is already gripping onto Blackbearās head, and he lightly twists itā¦ā¦..
āKaā¦ā¦.Ka!ā
Blackbear feebly falls to the ground, with both eyes angrily open, full of disbelief and dissatisfactionā¦ā¦. He did not even have the time to react, and his neck was already broken!
All the other black-clothed gun wielding men were frightened, the society has numerous skilled people, Blackbear, who emerged from the underground boxing world, was mysteriously killed while pulling the trigger!
āHow did this stupid bear say it earlier, thatās rightā¦ā¦.Iāll give you people one sentence, something like bullets, is only effective against weaklingsā¦ā¦ā
The moment the man finished speaking, his body once again turns into a blur, charging into the dozens of men in the dark. Every time he nears one, he hits one! His hand might be smacking the head, or pinching the neck, or even punching the chest, as long as a man is hit, that man instantly falls to the ground.\nThe woman watching this scene close by struggles to understand what was happening, only by looking at the wounds of these thugs, they unexpectedly all died instantly by inhuman deaths, either by crushed heads, broken necks, or shattered chests!
If at the point of this manās arrival the woman imagined this man in front of her as a hero saving a beauty, then at this moment, this man in front of her is simply the god of death!
Thatās right, she has been saved by a death god-like man, and even agreed to whatever he requests!
In fact, at that moment this woman was thinking, even if she did not agree in the beginning, she still felt that she couldnāt resist against him, a human may say āNoā to other humans, but canāt say anything close to āNoā to a āGodā!
After ending this battle without any suspense in breath, the young man claps his hands and slowly walks towards the woman, under the moonlight, he grins, as if he does not feel anything he should from the slaughter he just did, āMy name is Yang Chen, whatās your name beautiful?ā
āRoseā¦ā¦.ā Rose said absentmindedly.
āRoseā¦ā¦. Good nameā Yang Chen laughs, scratching his head with an embarrassed expression, āErrā¦ā¦.Miss Rose, Iām going to state my requestā¦ā¦.ā
āPleaseā¦ā¦ Please speakā¦ā¦.ā Rose lowered her head, preparing herself for getting slaughtered, with her heart involuntarily beating faster.
Yang Chen seriously said: āMiss Rose, I hopeā¦ā¦. You donāt speak to anyone about what happened today, I donāt want to get into trouble with a gang, I beg youā¦ā¦..ā
Beg? He is begging me?
Rose raises her head in shock, in this moment, as if the world froze over, only the man in front with the awkward smile is left, with a trace of honesty, and a trace of warmthā¦ā¦..\n\n<!-- AI CONTENT END 2 -->