Both n were frustrated, but their punches and kicks did not slow down at all, with both sides still frantically greeting each other with blows.
Alfred had an exceptionally strong physique and his punches were domineering, giving him an absolute advantage.
Jera used the instincts of an assassin to find openings, ensuring her own safety while occasionally landing a hit or two on Alfred, forcing him to be cautious and not fully commit to his attacks.
Whoosh!
Alfred threw a punch, and Jera tilted her head to dodge, her hand instantly transforming into a knife-hand striking diagonally towards Alfred’s ribs.
If this strike connected, Alfred might lose his fighting ability on the spot.
Jera had thought Alfred would dodge, allowing her to counterattack and go for his eyes.
But Alfred didn’t evade, instead drawing back his fist to change to an elbow strike, smashing towards Jera’s shoulder.
Crack!
Smack!
Alfred’s elbow directly shattered Jera’s scapula, and although her palm-strike did hit Alfred’s soft ribs, he acted as if nothing had happened, remaining as vigorous as ever.
"Damn it!" Jera knew she was in trouble today and without daring to continue the fight, she turned and ran. How could Alfred possibly let Jera get away?
"Die!" Alfred leaped high, aiming a punch at Jera’s back!
Just when Jera was about to be hit by Alfred’s punch, several cold arrows suddenly flew out from the darkness.
Whizz whizz whizz...
Alfred hurriedly caught these cold arrows, and Jera took the opportunity to dash forward, widening the distance between her and Alfred.
"Who is ambushing ?" Alfred looked angrily at the masked Xia Country n in front of him, "Are you seeking death?"
"If you don’t want to die, then get lost," one of the masked n said coldly, "But if you do want to die, feel free to co over and try."
Seeing that these few people did not seem like easy targets, Alfred knew that he couldn’t kill Jera today, and had no choice but to give up, "Have the guts to tell who you are, and I will definitely co to settle the score with you!"
"Heh, why do you think we wear masks?" The masked man sneered, "We can’t be bothered with you, let’s go!"
The masked man quickly left with Jera, and Alfred could only watch helplessly, hitting a tree beside him out of frustration, "Damn it!"
"Rustle rustle rustle..." The tree trunk shook violently for a mont, leaves falling all around, and a disturbed bird took off from the tree.
"A pigeon? Why is it always pigeons?" Alfred rembered the pigeon he had seen at the Guanglong Group that day.
If he had only seen it once, he would not have thought much of it.
But having seen it twice in a row, he began to suspect, "If Yang Yu could control wild dogs to attack us, maybe he could also control pigeons as spies! No wonder Yang Yu had foreknowledge, knowing that the three of us were going to ambush him. It’s the pigeons that have been tipping him off!"
Alfred finally understood what was happening, his mind filled with awe, "This guy can actually control animals, that’s terrifying! I must report this to our boss!"
Alfred picked up his phone, ready to call his boss Castle, when a figure appeared in front of him, "You won’t have the chance."
Alfred looked up, his pupils dilating sharply, "Yang Yu!"
Whoosh!
Yang Yu’s figure flashed as he drew his sword from its sheath, the Blood Blade in his hand emitting a strange red glow as it swept towards Alfred’s neck.
Alfred wanted to resist, but as soon as he made a move, his mind beca dizzy, and his heart was instantly filled with various negative emotions.
As a child, his alcoholic father was addicted to liquor. Once drunk, he would beat him and his mother with fists and kicks and curse them.
He called his mother a whore and him a bastard.
Finally, one day when he had grown up, he fought back and killed his father.
He could never forget the expression on his mother’s face at that ti, as if she had seen a demon.
With nowhere to go, he eventually chose to join the Castle rcenaries, living a life on the edge, licking blood from the blade.
He couldn’t rember how many people he had killed; he only rembered the way his father looked when he was killed by him.
And now, his father had co back to life and slit his throat with a knife...
"How... could this be..." Alfred finally ca to his senses, but it was too late.
Yang Yu’s dagger had slit his throat, and he could only feel his body getting colder and his consciousness sinking into eternal darkness...
Thump!
Alfred’s body fell to the ground, very much dead.
Yang Yu picked up his phone and dialed the number that he hadn’t had the chance to call out.
The call connected quickly, and Yang Yu’s voice instantly turned into Alfred’s: "Black Dragon, you actually betrayed ... Ah—"
Snap!
Yang Yu crushed the phone with his foot, a sneer of mockery on his face: "Black Dragon, I’d like to see how you’re going to explain this one, heh heh!"
After that, Yang Yu handed over Alfred’s body to the police to be discreetly dealt with by Yu Li.
After all, he had just outplayed Black Dragon; he didn’t want Alfred’s corpse at the police station to give him away.
"Are you okay?" Yu Li looked Yang Yu up and down, her eyes filled with concern.
The last ti Yang Yu fought with Alfred, he almost didn’t make it, and Yu Li couldn’t help but worry.
"I’m fine." Yang Yu felt moved seeing Yu Li so concerned about him, "I caught him off guard and wasn’t injured."
Last ti, Yang Yu was injured due to the excessive consumption of Primordial Energy and the need to take Phoenix into consideration, but this ti was completely different.
The second layer of the Yin Yang Nine Mysterious Scripture doubled the Primordial Energy in Yang Yu’s body, and Blood Blade beca more powerful after absorbing Evil Buddha’s negative emotions. With Yang Yu launching a surprise attack, how could Alfred possibly be his match?
"Glad you’re not hurt." Yu Li breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn’t call for help."
"They ca suddenly, and I could only adapt to the situation. I’m sorry," Yang Yu said, "If I’m not mistaken, next, that rcenary leader might personally make a trip to Tianhai. Captain Yu, you need to be careful."
Yu Li snorted: "Our Xia Country is no place for rcenaries. If he dares to co, I will definitely request from the higher-ups to let him see just how powerful Xia Country’s strongest police force—the Flying Dragon—is!"
"Oh, right." Yang Yu rembered sothing else, "The other assassin must be the transgender Jera, the Gray Wolf Killer, who was rescued by a group of masked people."
"Masked people?" Yu Li imdiately thought of those who had chased Wu Jing that day, her complexion changing drastically, "You an..."
"Dragon Slayer’s people have appeared again, and this ti the ones who ca are even stronger," said Yang Yu, his expression serious, "It seems that if we want to find out where this organization’s headquarters is, we must keep a close eye on Li Rong and Second Young Master Li at all tis."
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