Killer Transmigrates to the 60s, Beats Up Scum, and Goes to the Countryside

A modern female assassin, who perished with her organization, opens her eyes in the 1960s after enduring a brutal beating. Her shameless relatives stole the original host's job, seized her moth...

Chapter 469 Crushing the opponent's vitals

After saying that, she stopped disturbing him and walked out of the Wei family. She wanted to meet Wei Fengcong and didn't want to drag it out any longer, as it was too troublesome and laborious.

Now, she just wanted to make a quick decision and go home to sleep. After leaving Wei's house, she came to the alley, slipped into the space, and teleported to Wei Fengcong's place.

Looking at the time, it was already dark, but the lights were still on in Wei Fengcong's residence. After floating into the house, I saw Wei Fengcong kneeling in front of the tablet, kowtowing and burning incense.

Looking at the names on the tablet, it read "Wei Shi So-and-so," likely referring to his grandfather, grandmother, and mother. He also heard him say, "Mom, please protect my son and help him get rid of those three soon. We'll take back everything the Wei family has. It all belongs to us, mother and son. Why should we let them take advantage of it? The Wei family owes you, it owes us, and we can't let anyone else take advantage of it."

His words made An Ran in the space laugh. This guy is really funny, saying such things in front of your grandparents' tablets. Aren't you afraid of them crawling out of the dirt and strangling you to death?

An Ran pondered whether to go out directly or wait until he fell asleep and knock him out first. This man walked steadily and powerfully, he must be a martial artist, but she didn't know how good his skills were.

To be safe, she decided to wait until he fell asleep before taking action. It wasn't because she was afraid she couldn't beat him, but it was too physically demanding. She hadn't rested well in the past few days and was really exhausted.

After seeing the other person get up and prepare to eat dinner, he lay down peacefully on the bed, listening to what was happening outside while closing his eyes to rest.

After hearing the other party clearing the dishes and returning to the room, An Ran got up, drank some spiritual spring water, and ate two steamed buns to replenish her energy. She began to prepare the incense, found a mask, gloves, and shoe covers, and waited for the other party to fall asleep so that she could take action.

After waiting for nearly two hours, it was already past nine o'clock. Wei Fengcong on the bed could already hear his breathing.

He moved to the outside of the space, put on a mask, shoe covers and gloves, grabbed the incense, lit it, slipped out of the space, and stuffed the incense in through the crack in the door.

At that moment, a unique Japanese samurai sword stabbed out with a "crack," instantly creating a large hole in the door. The sword pierced An Ran's left arm. Before she could react, the other party kicked out, shattering the door. With a fierce look in his eyes, he rushed forward at a rapid pace.

An Ran endured the pain, stepped back, grabbed the chair she saw, and smashed it hard on the man's head. The man pulled back his knife in time, dodging the falling chair, which fell to the ground and shattered.

He covered his arm and cursed furiously in his heart. This guy's ears were as good as mine. My own hearing was sharp thanks to the spiritual spring water, but this guy was born with good hearing. He pulled out his pistol and fired a few shots at the man before he could charge. He dodged nimbly, only suffering a slight scrape on his shoulder.

As the opponent dodged, he slashed at An Ran's hand holding the gun. An Ran fired again, and seeing the knife about to fall, he decisively threw the gun away and retracted his hand. At the same time, he kicked the opponent in the left ribs, grabbed a chair nearby, and smashed it on the opponent's head with all his strength.

Wei Fengcong raised his arms to protect his head. His right arm was hit by a chair and he heard a slight "crack" sound. He knew that his bone was broken.

With his left hand, he gripped the katana tightly and thrust it towards An Ran's stomach. An Ran dodged sideways, the katana piercing through her skin and clothing. Due to the opponent's immense strength and the instantaneous penetration, An Ran stumbled back several steps, her back hitting the wall. Wei Fengcong then kicked her right leg again, and with a crack, he realized it was broken.

The other party raised his hand again and pinched An Ran's neck. The grip tightened, and she gritted her teeth and endured it. With her right hand, she grabbed the other party's third leg. "You pinch my neck, I'll crush your penis. Let's see who strangles me to death first, or I make you a eunuch first."

It was clear at this moment that An Ran had the upper hand. He was quick, ruthless, and accurate, and his skills were also quite good. However, An Ran's unpredictable moves were unbearable, and the strength in his hands was increasing. Wei Fengcong's hands, on the other hand, no longer had the strength they had at the beginning, and were gradually trembling.

Feeling the hand on her neck loosen considerably, An Ran had no intention of letting him go. She tightened her grip, and after the other's fist had already hit her stomach for the second time, she gritted her teeth to endure the pain and increased her strength. She heard him scream in pain, "Ahhhh." An Ran loosened her grip, and the other's vitals were crushed by her. She kicked out with her left foot, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.

She watched as someone nearby clutched her crotch and screamed in pain. She climbed up and leaned against the wall, securing her right leg. Gritting her teeth and exerting all her strength, she watched as her leg spun several times in place. There was a "click," and she moved her leg, confirming the dislocated part had been reattached. While it still hurt, it didn't affect her ability to walk slowly. She also realized there was a slight fracture.

She limped over, pulled out her saber, and severed his hamstrings. "Damn it, if you dare to pinch my neck, I'll not only make you a eunuch, I'll make you worse than a dog."

Wei Fengcong endured the pain, clutching his crotch and unwillingly asking, "Who are you? Do we know each other? Tell me your name." An Ran smiled and said, "I'm your great aunt."