My Perfect Female CE Chapter 965: A Little Provocation

Chapter 965: Chapter 965: A Little Provocation

Jonard and his group entered their hideout, a crude two-story building.

Ye Fan looked at the target in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Jonard and his people were in the nest, things were much simpler, and the possibility of capturing them all at once was very high.

Ye Fan didn’t rush to attack. After surveying the building and getting a rough handle on the dark sentries and patrolling Hunting Team Nine mbers, he then turned and left.

Before launching the attack, it was necessary to eliminate the returning Hunting Team Nine mbers.

Jonard had returned to the hideout. However, three Human Body Limit elites and thirty elite mbers of the Hunting Team, who obeyed Nami’s ergency team to ambush, were on their way back.

What Ye Fan had to do now was eliminate these threats on the way.

Finally, launch the final assassination strike against Jonard and his team.

Inside the two-story building, Jonard had just caught his breath, and the anger in his heart had not yet subsided when his deputy, Jebson, spoke with a troubled expression, "Sir, the organization has sent a ssage, actively inquiring about our progress?"

The losses of Hunting Team Nine were significant, and they couldn’t be compensated for in the short term.

If this news spread within the organization, Hunting Team Nine would lose face completely. In the organization, they might not have the right to hold their heads up, and even other Hunting Teams would mock them to death. If the Underworld found out, wouldn’t it be even more humiliating, and the reputation of Hunting Team Nine would be tarnished completely?

Jonard did not intend to report the real situation back. He planned to redeem his reputation after capturing the target.

However, with the organization inquiring, Jonard couldn’t pretend to be ignorant. After pondering for a mont, he calmly said, "Report to the organization that we tested the Wild Alliance Headquarters under Ye Fan’s personal guidance. Their firepower is too strong, and a forced attack would easily result in losses. We plan to break through from other directions to eliminate threats and capture important targets."

"I’ll send the ssage right away," Jebson left hurriedly.

"Where are the other mbers?" Jonard asked casually.

"On their way here," a Human Body Limit elite replied.

Jonard squinted slightly, the fierce killing intent fluctuating deep in his eyes. In this battle, Hunting Team Nine lost thirty-nine mbers, a blow that pained him greatly. He wanted to vent his anger and killing intent back onto the Wild Alliance. They had to pay with enough blood, no, the entire Wild Alliance had to be wiped out to vent the killing intent in his heart.

He admitted it was his pride and arrogance that led to underestimating the opponent, which directly caused this loss.

However, he didn’t admit it was his fault. As the leader of Hunting Team Nine, even if he was wrong, he wouldn’t say it aloud. Admitting it to himself was enough, then he would repay the blood debt doubly.

Eight kiloters west of Jonard’s hideout, was the only road leading to Jonard’s location.

A Human Body Limit elite led ten Hunting Team mbers, rushing along the road.

As powerhouses, everyone’s stamina was astonishing; this distance was nothing.

This group was the eleven-mber team that had attacked the ergency troops mobilized by Tomo Nami.

Ye Fan stood tall in the center of the road, watching the eleven approach, his combat knife emitting a dark, deadly glint. He was ready, poised to attack.

Since he was going to act, he had to kill all eleven people in front of him in one go, leaving no chance for anyone to escape.

He calculated the ti. There were still two Human Body Limit elites leading ten-man squads approaching. He had to eliminate these eleven quickly to deal with the others. If he waited for all the enemies to gather, it would be difficult to annihilate them. If the enemies scattered and fled, chasing them would be troubleso, and not many would be killed.

What Ye Fan needed to do now was to eliminate as much of Hunting Team Nine’s strength as possible, ultimately reaching the point of annihilation.

The eleven initially did not see Ye Fan, but when they were close enough to recognize Ye Fan, they were all stunned.

"Ye Fan, you’re Ye Fan." The eleven huddled together, their faces extrely solemn, and panic spread among them.

Instantly, the eleven felt fear and trepidation. If Jonard were there, and with the others’ cooperation, encircling and killing Ye Fan would be assured. But without Jonard, these eleven were no match for Ye Fan. Ye Fan was a Forbidden Powerhouse, known to everyone in the Underworld.

With just these eleven, and only one as a Human Body Limit elite, they were not enough for Ye Fan to massacre.

Seeing Ye Fan appear before them, despite their many doubts and astonishnt, they had no ti to care about them now. All they were thinking about was how to escape. Was there a chance to escape and stay alive?

The answer, they didn’t know.

So, each one of them looked as pale as a sheet.

Originally, in the barracks, they had engaged in a bloody battle, each covered in blood. The brutal and fierce scene was no longer visible on their faces, only their anxiety and uneasiness could be seen clearly. This scene was quite comical, as if they had just been chased and brutally killed, rather than being the ones who had just killed.

Ye Fan’s appearance, the Forbidden Powerhouse’s notorious na, had instantly caused a massive ntal shock to them.

"Where is Jonard? Tell , and I might spare your lives. If you’re foolish enough not to tell, none of you will live." Ye Fan pretended to know nothing about Jonard’s hideout, preventing these guys from informing Jonard.

"Dream on if you think you can get anything from us about the leader." The Human Body Limit elite shouted loudly, seemingly venting his uneasy emotions.

At the mont, their thoughts were chaotic. Should they fight? Or escape?

If they fought, they would certainly die but at least preserve their dignity.

But if they fled, there was no guarantee they could escape, and running away would disgrace Hunting Team Nine.

"Run for your lives. If you flee with your tails between your legs, maybe a few of you can survive. But if you’re foolish enough to resist , you’re asking for death." Ye Fan waved dismissively, full of disdain, looking as if killing them would dirty his hands. The contempt in his expression was clear and fully displayed.

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated."

"Ye Fan, for all your reputation as a Forbidden Powerhouse, you’re conceited and arrogant."

"You bastard born of a bitch! You deserve to die!"

The eleven were enraged, roaring curses as they charged at Ye Fan.