Xiao Yi's sneak attack failed and he was injured instead, nowhere near a match against the Shadow Leader. The difference in their strength was like heaven and earth. Xiao Yi didn't even exchange ten moves under the Shadow Leader's control and was completely dominated.
The crisp sounds of bones cracking rang out incessantly, making one's scalp tingle. JOKER was ruthless in his attacks, each move lethal.
In just a short while, Xiao Yi collapsed on the ground, unable to get up.
JOKER very patiently took out an expensive handkerchief.
He slowly and meticulously wiped the blood off his hands, "It's a pity your elder brother died too early, otherwise the two of you brothers could have faced each other."
He lazily raised his eyes, glancing at Xiao Yi who was spitting out blood on the ground, unable to even hold his knife, and continued,
"Your elder brother's clone is also gone. Otherwise, I could have watched you brothers kill each other today. Much less fun now."
His words kept stimulating Xiao Yi. Driven by intense hatred, Xiao Yi struggled to get up and stand again.
He charged at JOKER once more, a futile attempt. The outcome was imaginable. His arm was cruelly twisted and broken. An uncontrollable scream came from his throat as the short knife in his hand dropped into JOKER's hands. Xiao Yi slumped to his knees like a string-cut puppet.
JOKER toyed with the short knife in his hand and sneered, "To earn my trust, you willingly took the poison I gave you, suffering from excruciating pain every three days as it erodes your bones. Your determination for revenge is quite firm."
"Since you're prepared to die, I'll do you a favor and send you down to reunite with your short-lived family!"
JOKER suddenly raised the short knife, about to finish off Xiao Yi.
Just as the short knife was about to pierce Xiao Yi, another short knife flew over out of nowhere, sweeping away JOKER's knife with incredible force.
JOKER looked up to see Qiao Ying, who struck from not far away.
His face darkened before he lazily pointed at Qiao Ying, who was fighting the death soldiers in the distance, and said to Xiao Yi,
"You should kill her the most. Your elder brother died for her. Your brother's clone was also killed by her."
"If not for her, the organization wouldn't have made you kill your younger brother and drive your mother to her death."
Then, he forcibly fed Xiao Yi a bottle of medicine liquid and threw away the small porcelain bottle. He grabbed Xiao Yi's hair and forced him to raise his head to look into his eyes.
A pocket watch fell down, swinging rhythmically...
Qiao Ying turned around to dodge the sneak attack from behind and counterattacked. Seeing it was Xiao Yi, she immediately withdrew her attack and was faced with Xiao Yi's confused gaze. Qiao Ying realized Xiao Yi had been hypnotized.
Not far away, JOKER watched this scene.
He slowly took out his gun, aimed the muzzle at Qiao Ying who was dealing with Xiao Yi. The bullet was loaded.
"Farewell." He smiled and said.
Then his index finger moved and pulled the trigger.
The gunshot rang out.
A shadow rushed out halfway and there was the clear sound of metal clashing. The bullet hit Flowing Shadow's mechanical arm.
Flowing Shadow spread open his mechanical arm and took aim with the last shell.
JOKER immediately dodged.
But Flowing Shadow slightly tilted the muzzle —— not aiming at JOKER but the helicopter parked on the cliff.
The helicopter rotor was directly blown apart.
With his means of escape gone, JOKER's face was extremely ugly, "Damn it!"
He raised his gun and wildly pulled the trigger at Flowing Shadow.
Flowing Shadow kept running and dodging the bullets but was still unfortunately shot in the leg, although not hitting any vital spot.
With the bullets finished, JOKER threw away his gun and strode towards them, taking off his cumbersome coat.
He clenched his fists tightly, the aura of killing intent astonishing.
Flowing Shadow leaned against a waist-high boulder. Blood kept flowing from his injured thigh. Before he could catch his breath,
JOKER suddenly appeared at his side.
Flowing Shadow's pupils abruptly shrank. He desperately rolled over to barely dodge JOKER's lethal kick.
JOKER followed up his attack. Before Flowing Shadow could get up, he was kicked flying by JOKER again.
Slamming heavily into the ground, Flowing Shadow only felt the world spinning. His vision was still blurred when acute pain suddenly came from the gunshot wound on his thigh. It cleared his dizzy mind for a moment before the pain overwhelmed his consciousness again.
JOKER stepped on the gunshot wound on Flowing Shadow's thigh and ground his shoe forcefully. Blood water kept flowing everywhere.
The pain nearly made Flowing Shadow pass out. His whole body was drenched in cold sweat as if he had been thrown into water and fished out again.
A silver needle shot over.
The alert JOKER dodged sideways, releasing Flowing Shadow.
He turned around and coldly looked at Qiao Ying, who had dealt with the last death soldier. Xiao Yi was lying on the ground, unknown whether dead or alive.
JOKER viciously kicked Flowing Shadow in the abdomen, directly kicking him out several meters. His eyes stared fixedly at Qiao Ying, as if taunting and showing off.
JOKER: "Still have strength?"
Qiao Ying: "As long as the assassin still has one last breath, the target's danger will not be eliminated. You taught me that."
JOKER's eyes narrowed slightly for a moment.
Qiao Ying didn't give him a chance to speak but directly charged at him at full speed.
JOKER twisted his neck and stretched his tendons, getting ready.
At his peak, the Shadow Leader was almost on par with Blood Shadow. Of course, the previous generation's genius assassin Blood Shadow hadn't fully developed his talent and potential yet.
Although the Shadow Leader was now old, he was still absolutely top-notch, second to none. In single combat, apart from Blood Shadow, probably no one in the world could defeat him.
If Qiao Ying was uninjured and still in top condition, even though her physique was inferior to his, she would still be able to kill JOKER.
Despite Qiao Ying's efforts to conserve her strength, there was little left now. All she could do was try her best to stall him.
Until reinforcements arrived.
Although Qiao Ying's stamina was drained substantially, she could still keep up with JOKER's speed. The two fought intensely with the winner unclear for the moment.
But this sly old fox JOKER wore armor on his body.
Qiao Ying's fists and kicks couldn't harm him at all. She could only keep trying to find chances to attack his lower body. But JOKER was most skilled with his leg work.
Gradually, Qiao Ying fell into disadvantage.
Between her fingers appeared a silver needle. She sought the chance to stab it into her opponent's neck but was blocked by JOKER.
JOKER's hands were like iron claws and hooks, clutching the injured area on Qiao Ying's forearm. Blood instantly soaked through the bandages.
JOKER exerted force with his wrist, about to twist Qiao Ying's arm off.
Qiao Ying nimbly broke free of his grab and kicked JOKER's lower body at the same time. JOKER nullified all her attacks.
Having caught his breath, Flowing Shadow ripped a strip of cloth from his clothes to simply bandage the wound on his thigh, then rushed over to assist Qiao Ying.
Exhausted to his limits with the serious leg injury, Flowing Shadow's participation didn't help much.
As JOKER fought off the two and forced Qiao Ying to retreat, he grabbed Flowing Shadow by the neck, preparing to twist it off.
To save Flowing Shadow, Qiao Ying disregarded the danger and went forward.
Flowing Shadow was saved but Qiao Ying had one of her ribs shattered from JOKER's palm strike, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Lying on the ground, Flowing Shadow had completely lost his fighting capability.
Qiao Ying was also forced by JOKER closer and closer to the cliff's edge.
