Chapter 65 The Victory or Defeat is Over
Xin Que ran quickly along the beam to another factory building.
After scanning the surroundings, Ma Hong quickly pinpointed the location where she was most likely to go.
Xin Que felt a chill run down her spine.
This person has extensive practical experience; his previous opponents were not even in the same league as him.
Xin Que threw an empty shell casing in the opposite direction, briefly diverting their attention before quickly landing on the support column.
She currently has 11 bullets and a fully loaded magazine.
Aside from the henchman who was incapacitated by her attack, she now faces a three-on-one situation.
Even when both sides had guns.
The situation is not optimistic.
After realizing that the sound was a diversion created by the other party, Ma Hong immediately changed direction and ran after Xin Que.
Xin Que swiftly moved through the factory shrouded in darkness, scaling one waist-high partition after another, while the sounds of gunfire, mostly muffled by silencers, continued to ring in her ears.
After rolling forward and landing on a piece of old equipment, Xin Que quickly determined the direction from which the other party was rushing towards her and decisively opened fire.
"Find cover!!!"
It was Ma Hong's rough, angry roar.
Based on their reliance on flashlights, Xin Que judged that their ability to adapt to the dark should be at least below hers.
However, it now appears that although Mahone is not sensitive to darkness, his ability to predict gunfire has reached an accuracy of 70-80%.
Considering that he only spent less than twenty minutes looking for Lao Wan and his brother, and he barely had time to deal with the kidnappers guarding the hostages, Ma Hong reacted and chased him back.
Ma Hong's abilities and practical experience have far exceeded Xin Que's expectations.
Xin Que's expression was solemn, his hands gripping the butt of the gun tightly, his muscles tense, and he fired faster and faster.
The whistling of spent cartridge cases and the sounds of bullets hitting the ground, walls, and load-bearing columns amplified the adrenaline levels of both players.
Xin Que fired his gun while using the large machinery as cover, all the while dodging the enemy's gunfire.
Both sides were completely enraged.
In the eyes of desperate men like Xin Que and Ma Hong, the game had escalated to this point, and it was no longer a question of whether they could leave the abandoned factory unscathed.
The enemy must die!
"thump!"
Ma Hong dodged another bullet and suddenly turned around to look at another of his underlings.
Before the man could even scream, he was shot in the head. His livid body, with its eyes wide open, was thrown backward by the force of the bullet and fell to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
Gradually finding his footing in shooting, Xin Que quickly withdrew and replaced the empty magazine within seconds.
"Bang!"
Just as Ma Hong was about to fire again, the imminent threat made him instinctively move to the side.
The enemy's bullet hit the spot where he had just been standing.
"Damn it!!!" Ma Hong's heart was pounding. If it weren't for his subconscious physical reaction that saved his life, he would be the one with the head blown off right now.
"I'll fucking kill you, you bastard!!!" His eyes were bloodshot. He threw aside the gun in his hand, which was already empty of magazines, and snatched the gun from his underling's corpse, firing repeatedly.
Xin Que quickly retreated to cover, the sound of bullets hitting the heavy metal casing of the machine was deadly to both of them.
He still had ten bullets left.
Xin Que's brain raced as he calculated whether those ten bullets could allow him to survive the gunfight while simultaneously taking down the other two.
The ammunition reserves on Ma Hong's side are also not optimistic.
Their job this time was still mainly kidnapping, and they never expected that an unknown person would suddenly appear. They hadn't prepared any extra ammunition.
The recoil had already made my hand numb and painful. Fear and bloodshed accompanied the gunshots, which hit the glass of the machine or the low wall that served as cover, filling the spacious factory.
With six bullets remaining, Xin Que no longer wasted time trying to kill the leader Ma Hong with one shot, but instead aimed at the last henchman next to him.
Since the gunfight is evenly matched... then neither side should use guns.
After Xin Que shot Ma Hong's last henchman in the head, he changed tactics and chose to use his last five bullets to drag the enemy out of ammunition.
Ma Hong's anger reached its peak the moment his henchman fell headfirst to the ground beside him.
"You motherfucker..." Ma Hong gritted his teeth, taking advantage of the opponent's silence to charge directly at the machine where they were hiding. "Get out here!!! You beast who only knows how to hide in the shadows and shoot in the dark!!!"
Xin Que took off running.
"Bang."
Ma Hong reacted quickly and dodged in front of the machine.
Taking advantage of the moment he was distracted, Xin Que rushed into the stairwell and jumped over the railing.
Ma Hong quickly caught up, and gunshots echoed continuously in the not-so-spacious stairwell.
Xin Que would occasionally fire back, provoking Ma Hong to continue firing.
When both sides moved to the next floor, Ma Hong finally emptied the last bullet in his magazine.
Xin Que tossed the empty gun aside, stopped, and turned to look at the tall, furious man.
"Who the hell are you?!" Ma Hong slowed his pace, his empty gun falling heavily to the ground. He placed his right hand on the exposed hilt of his knife at his lower back and questioned Xin Que fiercely.
Upon hearing this, Xin Que's disguised young face broke into a crazy and provocative smile. "A defeated opponent has no right to know my name."
Ma Hong roared, drew the triangular dagger from his lower back, and charged forward.
Xin Que dodged, drawing the blade from her lower back. The Nepalese kukri and the triangular bayonet clashed, producing a sharp, piercing sound in the empty factory.
The blade thrust directly at the opponent's weak points, slicing towards their throat again and again, and stabbing towards their heart once and again.
Ma Hong swiftly raised his triangular dagger to deflect the military knife aimed at his eyes, steadied his stance, and then suddenly kicked the young man in the abdomen.
Xin Que sheathed her knife, dodged, and simultaneously thrust the knife at Ma Hong's femoral artery.
...
A bead of cold sweat dripped from Ma Hong's forehead.
He was just a hair's breadth away from falling for the young man's trick.
Initially, considering the size difference between the two, I thought I had a clear advantage in the knife fight, but now it seems...
This person's physical skills are too agile; it will be quite difficult for me to suppress him.
When the other party charged at her again, Xin Que quickly retreated to create distance between them. Then, she made a feint and, just when the other party thought she was going to stab him in the side, she struck his arm hard with her elbow.
Ma Hong's arm went numb, and he involuntarily loosened his grip on the triangular dagger a little.
Xin Que seized the opportunity and used her military knife to knock the triangular dagger from his hand.
Ma Hong's weakness had been exposed, and when he tried to restrain the hand holding the knife, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh.
Xin Que suddenly pulled out the military knife that was stuck in Ma Hong's inner thigh and slashed straight at his neck where the veins were bulging.
After severing both arteries, Xin Que finished off the man's neck with another slash before getting up to check the remaining corpses.
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