The man with glasses suddenly lost his nerve when he saw the gun at my waist.
He raised his hands and stammered, "Brother, let's talk this through. Don't draw your weapon!"
The lewd man beside him also looked terrified, and instinctively took two steps back.
What cowards, with their demeanor, they thought they could challenge me!
Seeing me sizing them up with a meaningful gaze, the man with glasses hastily shoved the bag in his hand towards me.
"Brother, take all of this. Consider it our apology."
I took a few steps forward and was about to take the bag when the lewd man suddenly looked up, his fear replaced by venom.
"You son of a bitch, die!"
The lewd man pulled a dagger from his pocket with his left hand and lunged fiercely at my stomach.
How malicious!
As the dagger drew closer, I sneered, seized the opportunity, grabbed the lewd man's left hand, and forcefully twisted it outwards.
"You're asking for death!"
The lewd man strained with all his might, veins bulging on his face.
The man with glasses was stunned by the lewd man's sudden outburst. Once he reacted, he also grabbed a knife and charged at me.
He wanted to help the lewd man kill this outsider.
"Brother Ye, be careful!"
Suddenly, Zhuo Ya, who had been sitting on the ground silently eating, leaped up and precisely threw a bamboo skewer she held, embedding it deeply into the man with glasses' wrist.
"Aow!!!"
The man with glasses, having lived in a peaceful era, had never experienced such pain. He immediately cried out and clutched his injured wrist.
Zhuo Ya, like a mother leopard hunting prey, crouched low. A flash of cold light cut through the air. With a swift movement, she drew her knife and plunged it backhand into the man with glasses' chest.
Everyone: "!!!"
The man with glasses coughed up blood, looking at the seemingly harmless girl before him in disbelief.
Fear spread…
His throat made a hissing sound as he raised a hand, trying to cover the profusely bleeding wound on his chest.
Zhuo Ya indifferently pulled the knife out. The man with glasses' body lost its sole support and he collapsed to his knees.
"Hh… hhh…" The man with glasses' eyes were filled with confusion and terror. He struggled to lift his head to say something, but his remaining strength prevented him from making a sound.
The man with glasses was dead!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The sudden death of the man with glasses shocked the lewd man.
I seized his moment of distraction and grabbed his thumb with my left hand, twisting it backward forcefully.
With a crisp snap of bone, the lewd man lost all resistance, and the knife slipped from his grasp.
They say every finger is connected to the heart. His sweat-drenched face showed his agony.
Today, it was either you die or I die!
At such close range, I didn't have time to draw my sword or fire my gun. I took two steps forward, quickly slipped to his side, hooked his neck with one arm, and with the other hand, wrapped around the back of his neck, forming a hold.
Now, the lewd man's head and half his body were in my embrace. His face contorted in a grimace, as if sensing that if I completed the next move, he would have no escape. He frantically beat against my body, trying to break free from my grasp.
Alas, it was too late!
I sneered and completed the final step.
I bent my body, pulling him down with a sudden drop. Using my own weight, I slammed the lewd man's head in my arms hard against the ground.
BJJ, armbar!
This was a technique Zhuo Ya had taught me during our sparring sessions, said to be a deadly hold from Ba Xi, from which no one could escape once applied.
My strength was so great that even the ground echoed with the impact.
"Bang!"
This all happened incredibly fast. The lewd man had no time to react before everything was turned upside down.
His survival instinct forced him to unleash his full potential, struggling relentlessly, but it was all too late.
I sharply brought my knee up, smashing it into his face.
At this point, the situation was completely under my control.
The lewd man's face was bloodied by my knee. He mumbled incoherently, begging for mercy, but I ignored him, continuing to smash his face again and again.
I worked like a machine, calmly completing the final kill.
Gradually, the lewd man stopped making sounds, and his body went completely limp.
His entire face was covered in blood, his features unrecognizable.
Only then did I release my grip, stand up, and wipe the blood from my face.
The lewd man was dead!