Tang Shuang and Lei Song were enemies meeting face-to-face, their hatred burning all the fiercer.
Lei Song resented her for blowing off one of his arms, while Tang Shuang still regretted not finishing him off last time.
"Bitch, what the fuck are you acting so cocky for?!"
After a brief hesitation, Lei Song struck first. With a roar, he pulled the trigger, flames spraying from the muzzle. "Die!"
But Tang Shuang was a step faster. With a flip, she dodged most of the bullets, while the rest vanished harmlessly against the protection of her Inspection Bureau uniform.
In what seemed like an instant, she was already in front of Lei Song. Along the way, she had cleanly taken out two gang members with her pistol.
"Fuck!"
Seeing her close in, Lei Song immediately stopped firing and swung his machine gun down at her viciously!
They said that within seven steps, a gun was both accurate and fast, but that depended on the gun... at least, the machine gun in his hands was no good. At such close range, it instead lost the advantage of heavy firepower suppression.
Still, he could not help but wonder. This bitch specialized in throwing bombs. Shouldn't close combat put her at even more of a disadvantage?
With those skinny arms and legs of hers, was she really going to fight him hand-to-hand?
...It was hand-to-hand combat, but not entirely.
Tang Shuang sidestepped the blow, put away her gun, and flicked out a pair of batons from her belt. Finding the right angle, she smashed them hard into Lei Song's abdomen!
"Urgh!"
The sound of metal striking metal rang out. In an instant, Lei Song felt his stomach churn violently, and he staggered back two steps uncontrollably.
What the hell?
Lei Song was dumbfounded. He had