Rebirth! The Assassin's Revenge-Chapter 344: Are You Infected?

Just about to issue a command, but suddenly saw Gu Ningyue’s dagger in her hand, like a dragon moving effortlessly. In just a moment, five or six of them had already fallen.

The blood on the ground slowly gathered together, staining the moist breeze with a bloody scent.

The remaining group had fear in their eyes. They initially thought that with so many people, it wouldn’t be a problem to take down this little girl, but they didn’t expect her to be so ruthless.

Seeing the fear spreading on their faces, Gu Ningyue’s lips curved into a slight smile: "Don’t worry, they won’t die. Whether they wake up crippled, well, that depends on their fate."

Among them, two almost scratched her face just now. She only severed the tendons in his hand, and that was already merciful.

In the past, she wouldn’t have been so ’gentle’.

"Why aren’t you moving? Didn’t you just want my life?"

Gu Ningyue slowly walked towards them, watching them retreat step by step, while blood droplets on the dagger in her hand added a trace of fear.

"This woman... she’s crazy, retreat!"

The remaining group, ignoring their fallen comrades on the ground, or perhaps too lazy to bother, quickly disappeared from Gu Ningyue’s sight.

Gu Ningyue kicked a young man playing dead on the ground: "Hey, your companions have all run away, aren’t you going?"

The young man hesitated for two seconds, opened his eyes, and looked right into Gu Ningyue’s charming yet disdainful face.

Under this half-sunny, half-cloudy sky, Gu Ningyue looked like a stunning demoness.

"Go... I’m going..."

The young man scrambled to get up from the ground, paused for a moment before leaving, picked up another young man on the ground, and staggered away from the area.

Gu Ningyue looked at Nan Shaoyue’s face not far away and walked towards him step by step: "Nan Shaoyue, you turned the negotiation into an ambush, now I’m really unhappy, what should I do?"

Although she had expected this result, since the beginning she was already in a bad mood because of these nuisances.

If she could choose, she would love to beat Nan Shaoyue to a pulp now.

No longer having skills, still wanting to win by numbers?

Nan Shaoyue looked at the girl who once almost crushed him, clearly feeling her anger, yet surprisingly not feeling any fear facing her.

"Miss Gu, if you don’t mind, I wouldn’t mind sparring a couple of rounds more with you." Nan Shaoyue straightened his back, though he no longer had the robustness he once had.

Gu Ningyue found the current Nan Shaoyue to be somewhat bizarre, but she couldn’t quite say what exactly was bizarre.

She only knew that for Nan Shaoyue to provoke her with such a battered body, he must have an ace up his sleeve.

The wide trench coat was taken off, and a long sword was drawn from behind. Compared to it, Gu Ningyue’s dagger seemed pitifully small.

The confrontation between the two was about to begin, but Ling Tianyou, behind the monitor, suddenly noticed a small wound revealed when Nan Shaoyue drew his sword and the sleeve slipped.

"Take action immediately! Now!"

Qing Wu was stunned, initially wanting to ask why, but since his master had given the order, no matter how many doubts, they had to wait until after to ask: "Yes!"

"Wait, make sure your men avoid physical contact with Nan Shaoyue, and definitely don’t get injured by him."

Qing Wu: "Yes!"

Commands were relayed through the intercom, and Gu Ningyue and Nan Shaoyue had already started fighting.

Nan Shaoyue was clearly no match for Gu Ningyue now. After just a few moves, his breathing was already unsteady, a shadow of his former self.

Gu Ningyue, seeing his state, did not dare to relax her guard. Just now, in those frontal confrontations, Nan Shaoyue seemingly, whether intentionally or unintentionally, didn’t want her life but only wanted to leave a wound on her.

At this moment, Nan Shaoyue was clearly running out of strength. Just as she was about to take him down with one move, Nan Shaoyue suddenly used all his strength to leap from the ground, not only dodging Gu Ningyue’s attack but also reaching a hand towards her.

Gu Ningyue’s heart skipped a beat, instinctively doing a spinning kick to block Nan Shaoyue’s attack.

But halfway through the kick, she remembered something was wrong with Nan Shaoyue, but it was too late to retract her leg.

Just as his hand was about to touch her, a silver butterfly-shaped metal piece suddenly embedded in Nan Shaoyue’s palm.

A scream rang out, and Nan Shaoyue himself was forced back several steps by the pain.

Gu Ningyue steadied herself, her bangs soaked through with sweat.

She just... seemed to have narrowly escaped a bloody calamity!

"Take him back for handling!" Urgent footsteps came from all directions, and looking out, Gu Ningyue saw at least seventy or eighty people.

A man dressed in all black approached Gu Ningyue: "Young Madam, are you alright?"

Gu Ningyue shook her head, only staring at Nan Shaoyue not far away, dripping with sweat from the pain.

His already pale face now looked washed by water, even more terrifying.

That last move, Nan Shaoyue seemed to have used all his strength, and in severe pain, he spat a mouthful of blood.

Gu Ningyue swiftly stepped back: "You’re, you’re infected..."

The people originally approaching Nan Shaoyue suddenly halted. Infected, infected with what?

Nan Shaoyue heard Gu Ningyue’s exclamation. Amid his painful moans, he suddenly let out a piercing, tragic laugh: "Yes! There are more diseases than just HIV! What is it? Afraid? Come and catch me! Hahahaha..."

He seemed to have gone mad, pulling out the silver butterfly-shaped metal piece with force, causing blood to splatter. The people standing around him quickly backed up a few steps, frowning tightly.

"Boss, what should we do?"

The man standing next to Gu Ningyue picked up the intercom and asked the other side.

The spoken words were followed by silence from the intercom, but a cold voice came from behind: "Let him go!"

Him like this, he won’t live long anyway.

Gu Ningyue turned around, her eyes unintentionally lit up: "Tianyou!"

Ling Tianyou took her hand. Although he didn’t know if she had touched those things, seeing her safe made him relieved: "There, there, I’m here, don’t be scared!"

Compared to earlier, this voice was gentle like a kind old father soothing a child.

Not only Qing Wu, but even all the subordinates were dumbfounded.

Had they not been out with Mr. Qi for too long, or was this Mr. Qi before them not the same ice-cold Mr. Qi as before?

Were they hallucinating, or had they gone mad too?