I Got Mine Sawed Off and Didn't Cry! What the Hell Are You Crying For?

The Gambit, clutching Jacqueline's hand, was so cold he lost all feeling in it.

"Jacqueline, move!"

"If all those muscles of yours froze into a solid block of ice, I couldn't carry you by myself!"

"Stop fucking pulling! If you keep pulling, my tank top zipper is going to burst!"

Bora was in mid-air with her arms outstretched.

The biting cold air condensed into three-edged ice blades along the tips of her ten fingers.

Look at the pathetic state you're in!

Bora lightly touched the air with her toes, took a standard Swan Lake tiptoe step, and slowly spun around with a dazed expression.

"I entered the Moscow Dance Academy at the age of seven, spending a full fourteen hours a day in front of the barre, and my toenails fell off eight times!"

"When I was fifteen, the top spot was already written on my name!"

She pressed her hands down, and a dozen half-meter-long ice blades narrowly grazed past Gambit's scalp.

"Because of that damn X-Gene awakening, three months!"

"I grew to 2.03 meters in just three months!"

"No male dance partner can lift me up, and everyone looks at me like I'm an alien!"

The master craftsman at the custom dance shoe shop shook his head when he looked at my feet, and the theater manager called me a mammoth that had escaped from a circus!

"Since God won't let me stand under the spotlight in pointe shoes, then I'll freeze the whole world into my backup dancers!"

The Gambit, shielding his frozen ears, took a half-step back, his lips turning purple from the cold, yet he still couldn't resist cracking a joke:

"At 2.03 meters tall, instead of playing center and grabbing rebounds, he insists on standing on his tiptoes on the wooden floor. Isn't that just making things difficult for his own frame?"

"Besides, what business is it of us law-abiding citizens of Louisiana if the Moscow Grand Theatre dismisses you?"

"Don't go around making sweeping generalizations across the ocean!"

"Shut up, you stinking rat from the sewer!"

Bora was hit where it hurt, and with her right hand fingers together, she slashed diagonally down at Gambit's neck.

Three gleaming white, crescent-shaped ice blades slashed down towards Gambit's neck.

Clang!

Yang Jianhua's Hundred-Refined Soft Sword thrust in diagonally, its blade curving into a full moon and brushing against the ice blade.

The three ice blades were deflected one by one.

Extremely cold air crept wildly up Yang Jianhua's tiger's mouth along the soft sword.

Her eyes were calm and composed; with a slight flick of her right wrist, the white frost on the sword was shaken off.

"Remy, protect Jacqueline!"

The Gambit looked troubled and rubbed his hands together. "Boss, my little card was blown away by the Arctic wind as soon as it flew over, it didn't even touch the hem of her clothes!"

"You won't die!"

Jacqueline, frozen in the ice, let out a shout.

The veins on his neck bulged, and dark red animal markings spread down his collarbone to his ears.

"You're threatening to kill yourself just because you grew 20 centimeters taller?"

"I, Jacob, didn't cry even when I was sawed in half! What are you pretending to be, playing the Lin Daiyu for!"

Jacqueline exerted her strength and lifted upwards, cracking the Arctic ice with a few snaps using only her physical strength.

Ice cubes exploded all over the floor. Jacqueline stomped her feet twice, looking utterly annoyed.

"This is fucking weird, this old woman is as pretentious as a giant baby who hasn't been weaned."

"Back in my day, if I could wake up one night and suddenly grow 20 centimeters taller, I'd be laughing like a pig in my dreams!"

Bora, suspended in mid-air, was ashen-faced and her chest heaving violently. "You vulgar bastard! What do you know about high art, you beastly, cobbled-together monster!"

"I don't know your grandma's legs!"

Enraged, Bora waved her hands, and a blizzard several times more violent than before coalesced into an ice tornado that hurtled towards the three of them.

Yang Jianhua sheathed the Hundred-Refined Soft Sword back at his waist and took a step forward.

Relax your shoulders and drop your elbows, hold your hands in a circle in front of your chest, left palm inside and right palm outside, palms moving in and out with your breath.

"She's insane? Catching a wind blade with her bare hands?!"

The Gambit's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he reached out to pull Yang Jianhua.

"Don't touch her!"

Jacqueline slapped away the Gambit's hand and stared at Yang Jianhua's back. "Look at what's under Sister Yang's feet!"

With Yang Jianhua's feet as the center, the frost on the ground was peeling off in a clockwise direction.

As the storm crashed in, Yang Jianhua guided with his right hand and led with his left, his seemingly gentle palms leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air.

Tai Chi!

The Guiding Technique!

The ice spike that was at the forefront crashed into the vortex of energy drawn by her palms, its trajectory deflected by the dense and long-lasting internal force.

Yang Jianhua twisted his waist, stepped in the Yin-Yang Fish Steps, and spun his arms faster and faster in the narrow passage.

The originally rampaging Arctic cold current was led by the nose by her, coiling into an ice ball with a diameter of two meters in front of her.

The subsequent barrage of ice blades plunged headfirst into the ice puck, clanging and clattering loudly.

Bora desperately pressed her hands down, trying to regain control of the cold wave:

"This is my storm! This is the fury of Siberia and the Arctic Circle, how could you possibly catch it with your bare hands?!"

Yang Jianhua stomped his feet on the ground, lifted the vortex of ice blades with both hands, and pushed forward with his right palm.

"You want it? Here you go!"

A deafening explosion!

The entire Tai Chi ice sphere exploded in reverse rotation, and the hundreds of ice spikes inside were swept back intact by the violent wind pressure originally released by Bora!

While in mid-air, Bora was immediately met with a storm of ice blades he had created, which splattered all over his face.

She hurriedly covered her face, and her trench coat was instantly shredded into strips.

More than a dozen spurts of blood shot out from his forearms and shoulders.

"Remy!" Jacqueline whispered.

With lightning-fast reflexes, the Gambit executed a skillful slide tackle, leaping directly to Jacqueline's feet and slamming his hands into the ground beneath her, channeling kinetic energy into her.

"Take off, my friend!"

Jacqueline stomped her right foot on the ground, using the explosive force of the kinetic energy to propel herself into the air.

"Get off the stage!"

Jacqueline charged into the eye of the storm, her right leg almost touching her ear, and brought it down on Bora's outstretched arms!

Bang!

Bora became like a volleyball that had been spiked, crashing into the rubble below.

The spatial rift connecting the Arctic Circle closed and disappeared.

Jacqueline landed and kicked the unconscious Bora at her feet. "That's it? It's not even as difficult as cutting frozen meat in the kitchen."

The Gambit also came over to take a look.

"Tsk tsk, that 2.03-meter-tall swan is completely soaked."

Bora lay sprawled at the bottom of the pit, unconscious and barely breathing.

Yang Jianhua pulled out handcuffs and threw them to the Gambit.

"These handcuffs are really heavy. Does the station really not skimp on the quality of the stuff they issue?"

"Stop talking nonsense, tie her hands and feet together, don't let her wake up and kick her legs."

As Jacqueline spoke, she looked down and searched around, quickly finding her target.

Go to the corner of the wall and pick up the sealed jar that has rolled down there.

The Gambit looked up at her.

Jacqueline...

"What are you yelling about? I'm not dead."

Jacqueline picked up the jar and hugged it to her chest.

"I'll keep it as a keepsake. If the bureau can clone the parts someday, I'll have to put it back in."

The Gambit' lips twitched twice, but he managed to swallow back the lewd words that were about to come out.

Ignoring their banter, Yang Jianhua stepped into the darkness first.

"Hurry up, the other locations have probably already been taken down."