Wealthy Chapter 522

Hearing me say that made her even more furious, and her hand was shaking as she gripped the knife.

“Zhang Chao, do you want to be shameless?! You, you insult me like this and still manage to make light of it, you are a brute!”

I was completely exasperated by her and said without good humour, “Are you finished? You were the one who came to kill me first, and I accidentally touched you in my resistance. If you’re not happy about it, go to the person who hired you and ask if it’s a workplace injury. If I were to find you like this, would the black street vendors be able to sue for rape too? Big sister, you’re worse than a black street seller, the black street still knows what professional ethics means.”

“I’ll kill you!!!”

The sharp blade rolled in a fierce wind and slashed towards me like a meat grinder.

The blade probably drank a lot of blood and carried a bloody, stern aura in the wind.

A woman’s strength is usually much less than a woman’s, but this woman was f*cking superb, not very tall, not even 5’6″, but she was playing with the knife like it was a golf game.

This kind of big knife can cut a person from neck to stomach, it’s very powerful!

She slashed and I dodged because I had no weapon to fight with. After probably a few dozen strokes, she was not tired at all.

The intense exercise made her face red and she laughed cruelly, “Zhang Chao, I’m going to chop up trash like you like firewood today!”

In fact, I was not a hooligan, usually I blushed when I spoke more than a word to other women except Chu Xiaoxiao, let alone being a hooligan.

But now I deliberately glared at her chest and smiled wickedly, “If you strike the knife again, this dress will fall open completely, then I won’t be blamed for being a hooligan.”

The female a*sa*sin didn’t think that I would still make fun of her at this time.

In fact, this is the tradition of our snow leopard, if you can beat it you must beat it, if you can’t beat it, even with your mouth you must disgust and disgust your opponent, anyway, you absolutely can’t admit defeat.

I could beat her, but I just wanted to make fun of her. She was too easily provoked, and she was good with a set of big swords, but if I provoked her a few more times, she wouldn’t be able to hold on no matter how strong she was.

These days I’ve been fighting these kung-fu guys and I’ve noticed one thing: some of these kung-fu guys are really good, but they can’t lift to save their strength.

Their individual capabilities may be above our Snow Leopards, but if they were simply physically fit, I am afraid they would be far inferior to the Snow Leopards. The ones who can punch, hate to throw hundreds of punches at the very beginning of the fight, and those who can juggle swords, just like now, are furiously criticizing and slashing, their moves look quite intimidating and their power is indeed fierce, but as long as they avoid their sharp edges and entice her to use up her physical strength, they can soon subdue her without much effort.

It wouldn’t be difficult to hold her down, but I wasn’t sure how many killers were around, and I couldn’t use up too much of my strength on her.

As luck would have it, these words drew another onslaught from her, hard moves, and I had to watch out for the gunman behind her, with limited places to hide, almost letting her knife cut her head off several times.

After about a hundred strokes or so, I felt her speed slow down significantly and her gasping for air became louder.

At this level of exertion, even our snow leopards who do intense physical training every day wouldn’t last long, not to mention her being an ordinary woman.

Han Kun probably saw what I was trying to do and roared, “It’s almost time, she’s dying, Xiaochao, hurry over.”

I smiled and nodded, the time had come for me to fight back and kill.

“If you want to leave, no way!”

The female a*sa*sin yelled, dragging her knife and rushing to jump up, the long blade being yanked out violently and flung in a scythe-like arc, fishy wind like a blade, towards my face.

Trying to get away? Then she’d misunderstood me.

How could I not have a good time when faced with such a silly killer, so cute and so harmless that I don’t see it easily on the frontier?

I drew the gun in my arms and stepped forward with an arrow, right up against her forehead.

She was dumbfounded and the knife hit the ground with a thud.

I laughed, “I didn’t expect that, did you say you were stupid for eating the same move twice?”

Against a killer like her, I didn’t even need to use a second move.

Zhao Zichen’s move was just too good, why settle for any kung-fu rules, just pull out your gun and the winner is king.

“Why are you so mean?”

The female a*sa*sin said, tears almost falling from her eyes. I could understand her, this was probably the worst day of her life as a killer, but I couldn’t be blamed for such things, after all, she didn’t have the talent to be a killer herself.

“Of course I have to be mean when it comes to people like you. My highly educated girlfriend told me that meanness is the pa*sport to meanness, so if I’m not mean, how can I take you down? By the way, my girlfriend is much prettier than you, and I have no interest in a woman like you.”

I kicked her knife away and yelled, “Hands in the air.”

She stared at me with tears in her eyes and stayed there dumbfounded without raising her hands.

I had seen many foxes, but I had never seen a woman who was more fox-like than Chu Xiaoxiao.

I frowned and said, “Put your hands up! Don’t make me say it again!”

I yanked her over and pinned her down in the standard prisoner-snapping position, she cried out in pain with an ouch and turned her head to me, “Can you be a little more gentle?”

I almost laughed at her and grabbed her arm, “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I’d have forgotten you were the killer who was going to kill me. Be honest, don’t think so much about it. Let’s go. ……”

As soon as I said this, the lights in the corridor suddenly came back on.

This time I was on guard, and when I felt a little light, I immediately squinted my eyes to prevent blinding.

I thought they were going to do everything that had just happened all over again and continue to use the lights to blind me briefly so they could hunt me down and kill me, but no.

There were no gunshots going off, and no one was coming at me with a knife.

But after I got a good look around, my heart went cold, and it was more terrifying than seeing someone come at me with a knife.

About a dozen infra-red lights were pointing far above my head, a dozen red lights that stung in the air like a charm of death.

I didn’t doubt that these could be infrared laser pens pretending to be scopes either, because the guns were all about a step away from me.

On one side of the corridor were offices, each with gla*s walls, each with a sniper with a gun hidden behind them.

At a cursory glance I saw that there were about fourteen of them, all holding guns and pointing them at my head.

sh*t, there was no need to run this time, there was no way to run.

I laughed dryly, letting go of the lady killer and raising my hands.