545: Chapter 546: Is it?!
545: Chapter 546: Is it?!
This was the ace up Moses’s sleeve, yet she obtained it so easily, it seed this supposed ace wasn’t all that impressive.
Raising the gun and moving behind the sofa, Jessica slowly extended the barrel toward the back of her head.
First control her, then tape her mouth shut and bind her hands and feet, and then figure out how to get her downstairs to the car and kill her way to the airport…
Done!
Thinking about it, it was truly boring.
She had thought this one would at least make her exert so effort, but unexpectedly…
Before the gun was even aid at Gan Yuan, a palm had already reached out, grabbed her gun-holding right hand, and a finger inside the trigger guard firmly jamd the trigger.
Damn it!
Jessica cursed silently, but before she could react, she was lifted into the air.
Two seconds later, she was slamd down onto the carpet in front of the sofa, her arm twisted back, and the gun she had aid at Gan Yuan was now pointed at her own forehead.
Fast enough.
Though impressed, Jessica’s movents didn’t pause for a second; she dodged the gun’s barrel by tilting her head and flicked her left hand, her sleeve knife now in her grip, stabbing at Gan Yuan.
Dodging to the side, arm lock, counter-attack…
Gan Yuan was faster and more agile than her, pinning her knife-holding left hand underfoot, pressing down on Jessica’s back with her own and already snatching her gun, pressing it against Jessica’s head.
“Drop the knife!”
Gan Yuan’s voice was low but colder and more authoritative than hers.
Jessica, not willing to admit defeat, kicked out with her right foot.
Gan Yuan sidestepped to dodge, and taking this opportunity, Jessica sprang up, swinging her fist at Gan Yuan.
Bang bang bang bang!
After exchanging several blows, Jessica didn’t gain any advantage; instead, she was forced to retreat two steps, hitting a wall behind her.
She drew the second gun hidden at her waist, but before she could raise her hand, sothing cold pressed against her neck.
With a knife in a reverse grip pressing tightly against her throat, Gan Yuan spoke in a deep voice.
“Don’t force to kill you!”
Feeling the heavy pressure of the blade but unable to see it, Jessica knew well that before she could raise her gun, the other could neatly sever her throat; wisely, she remained still.
Taking her second gun, Gan Yuan hooked her masked face and yanked it off with one pull.
Upon seeing Jessica’s exquisite face, Gan Yuan slightly narrowed her dark eyes, closed her hand, and raised it to hook Jessica’s clothes.
“What are you doing?” Jessica barked angrily.
Having won, was she now going to strip her clothes and humiliate her?
Gan Yuan ignored her, simply pushing aside her T-shirt and saw the blood-red, fiery flower tattoo on her chest.
During their scuffle, she had noticed a glimpse of it, and now it seed she had not guessed wrong; this girl must be the sa one who had encountered Will before – Moses’s person.
Her expression imdiately darkened, “Did Moses send you?”
Jessica replied irritably, “If you want to kill , then kill .
Why ask so much?”
Outmatched in skill, she had nothing to say.
“Answer my question!” Gan Yuan pressed the gun to her forehead, “Was it Moses who sent you?”
All along, she had believed that Moses would not target her, but now, his person had actually co looking for her, a conclusion that was really disappointing.
“Is it or not?!”
She squeezed out the question through clenched teeth, her dark eyes stormy as if a tempest could erupt at any mont.
“No!”
Jessica answered.
This was her own idea, unrelated to Moses, and even if this woman killed her, she could not implicate her master.
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