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Exploiting the advantage of night capability, Tang Ziyi opened fire from above, leaning against Ling Qingyu.

Every bullet went straight toward the target—no waste, full and deadly efficiency. Bodies fell as the bike overtook their position, depicting the cruelty and speed of Tang Ziyi's actions.

In front of the dirt bike, all threats were neutralized. Tang Ziyi scanned for a while before sitting back down.

She didn't think her leaning against Ling Qingyu would cause trouble for the latter. Ling Qingyu had long overturned the concept of a normal human being.

Her weight meant nothing, and Ling Qingyu's skill, bolstered by cheating, didn't disappoint when driving.

Indeed, Ling Qingyu kept her balance without the slightest disruption and continued driving smoothly over several obstacles.

Suddenly, a loud bellow and a shadow rushed toward the bike. Tang Ziyi had no time to switch and aim at all—too close and too fast.

The figure seemed adamant about using his body to crush the speeding bike. Tang Ziyi could only respond with a belated reaction to the unexpected attack. "Careful!"

Ling Qingyu's frosty eyes glanced at the figure; her mind raced, and her limbs weren't slow.

She stretched out her arm and panned the figure's grappling forearms, then reached for his neck. Choking it with a powerful grip, Ling Qingyu lifted the figure and carried him along.

The figure froze as his feet wiggled and his arms struggled to free himself. Ling Qingyu increased her grip and saw a protruding wall along the way.

Like a charging knight, she slammed him against the wall at full speed and bolstered away. Even the sound of soft flesh being squashed didn't change her expression.

On the other hand, Tang Ziyi's lips were agape. Her movements slowed down. She hadn't even made a move, and Ling Qingyu had already solved it in a barbaric manner—strong, ruthless, and damn quick!

The sheer brutality Ling Qingyu exhibited made Tang Ziyi wonder if they had traveled through time to the medieval era.

Perhaps the only thing missing on Ling Qingyu was shiny plate armor and a valiant horse underneath.

"Damn girl! I didn't expect you to solve it like that." Tang Ziyi laughed from behind.

Ling Qingyu shrugged. "Very simple, isn't it, eh?"

"I was thinking of providing help in other ways, but I forget in a flash that our strengths are no longer the same." Tang Ziyi blamed herself a little. "As expected, a new generation is needed for new thoughts."

"You'll adapt very soon. I believe you'd behave the same if you were to replace me. After all, people in peril and dire straits will always find a method from a new angle." Ling Qingyu comforted her.

Her words quelled Tang Ziyi's emotions. The latter patted Ling Qingyu's shoulder in praise. "Anyway, you're capable—like a Valkyrie."

"A Valkyrie."

Ling Qingyu gripped the throttle hard, the engine of the dirt bike roaring as they shot down the narrow alley. The wind whipped across her face, adrenaline spiking. Tang Ziyi clung to her back, HK416 at the ready, her eyes scanning for threats.

"Incoming left!" Tang Ziyi's voice crackled in her earpiece. Without hesitation, Ling Qingyu veered right, skidding hard, the back tire kicking up dirt and debris. Bullets whizzed past them, pinging off the walls and smashing into dumpsters behind them.

Tang Ziyi leaned into the curve, twisting her body to take aim.

Pap. Pap. Pap.

The suppressed shots echoed, precision in each squeeze of the trigger. She didn't miss—five men dropped like stones, heads snapping back as they crumpled to the ground.

The previous loud engagement had alerted everyone in the vicinity, particularly the numerous gang members, as the duo got closer to the inner circle.

The alley was alive with chaos now. Shouts erupted, doors burst open, and more gang members flooded the streets.@@novelbin@@

"Hang on!" Ling Qingyu shouted, wrenching the bike's handlebars to the side and throttling forward, the front wheel lifting off the ground as they rocketed toward the opening.

"They're blocking the road!" Tang Ziyi called out, her eyes catching a blockade up ahead—makeshift barriers with vehicles and armed men.

Ling Qingyu didn't slow. She sped up. The bike screamed as they barreled toward the obstacle. Tang Ziyi braced herself, knowing what was coming. "You're insane!" she laughed, her hands gripping her rifle tightly.

Just before impact, Ling Qingyu yanked the bike sideways, skidding it in a controlled drift. Sparks flew as the metal scraped concrete, sliding between two cars. Tang Ziyi opened fire mid-drift, her HK416 spitting death into the gang members. Pap-pap-pap. Headshots, center mass—none of them had a chance.

They cleared the cars in an instant, the bike roaring back upright. Behind them, bodies lay sprawled, gunfire still ringing out as those left alive tried to chase after them.

Ling Qingyu shifted gears, propelling them faster, but the street ahead was filling with more armed men.

"How many of these idiots are there?" she growled, pulling the bike into another sharp turn.

"Enough to keep us entertained," Tang Ziyi quipped, a wild grin on her face as she reloaded her rifle. She twisted around, aiming at the approaching group, her finger steady on the trigger. "Time to clean up!"

As they weaved through narrow streets and alleyways, Tang Ziyi fired nonstop. Each shot was precise, cutting down their pursuers like wheat before a scythe. The narrow paths amplified the chaos—bullets ricocheted off walls, windows shattered, and parked cars exploded as the firefight raged on.

The bike roared through a final sharp turn into a larger avenue, and there they were—dozens of armed men forming a final barricade. Ling Qingyu smirked. "Hold tight!"

The bike surged forward, no brakes, no hesitation. Tang Ziyi hoisted the HK416 from her back and aimed down the scope. With a single breath, she fired.

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Boom. The lead vehicle's gas tank exploded in a fiery inferno, scattering the men. Ling Qingyu kicked the bike into a wheelie, soaring through the chaos as flames and shrapnel erupted around them. Tang Ziyi kept firing as they passed overhead, her shots cutting through the smoke and fire like deadly poetry.

The bike landed hard, skidding but steady. Behind them, the blockade was nothing but burning wreckage and bodies.

"Not bad," Ling Qingyu muttered, shaking off the rush as the city outskirts finally loomed ahead.

Tang Ziyi chuckled darkly, reloading her rifle with a snap. "I told you. We've got this."

"Yee-hah," Ling Qingyu acted like a cowgirl and revved the dirt bike's motor, not releasing the brake. The rear wheels turned hot and spun like crazy before Ling Qingyu let go of her hand, and the bike turned in a circle, gyrating toward the intended street.

The bike whooshed, leaving behind the smell of burning tire. After encountering several large groups, Ling Qingyu weaved in and out of numerous narrow streets from different directions, completely blinding the opponents' guesses.

She didn't want others to know about her intentions. Fortunately, the updated map provided always allowed Ling Qingyu to stay on track even if she made a few turns away from the destination.

Not many obstacles lay ahead based on Athena's guidance. Both had surpassed the final barrier.

The only stronghold standing against them before their very goal was the defense formation around the building.

Soon, Ling Qingyu drove straight toward the elite gang members guarding the important people inside.

Coincidentally, the place was exactly what Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu wanted to breach.

Finally, Ling Qingyu switched the beaming headlights on to ensure the light blinded the opponents.

Compared to the outskirts, there were lights around. Not many generators were destroyed, which meant that Ling Qingyu couldn't completely hide her bike's movement. Some shapes and contours would still warn the enemies.

And indeed, the enemies noticed them once they got on the road, forcing Ling Qingyu to open the headlights to buy time.

Her aggression wasn't unanswered. The gang members immediately raised their weapons and flocked into formation to defend against the duo.

Tang Ziyi wasn't polite either. She shot first, taking down several figures before the enemy could react.

Ling Qingyu ducked and kept driving, unfazed when pings of sparks lit up around the bike.

50 meters. 25 meters. 10 meters.

She also unholstered her pistol and returned fire with one hand. Her and Tang Ziyi's shots were accurate; the enemies' were not. Only a few lucky ones managed to scratch the bike.

Utilizing headlights brought a positive perk to the battle. When Ling Qingyu finally drifted and screeched the bike to a halt, the surroundings became quiet.

Bodies riddled with holes lay cold. The defense broke apart and couldn't withstand Ling Qingyu's and Tang Ziyi's combined assault.

The tactic of bulldozing worked perfectly. The momentum, aggression, and their accurate shots—the combination achieved decent results, though the risks were genuinely higher.

Of course, Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi could afford to take a risk. The former was still in disbelief, not realizing how, as a once-fearful person, she could commit such utter violence.

As the surge of adrenaline dissipated, Ling Qingyu pursed her lips until she recovered her composure, receiving a pat from Tang Ziyi, who had already dismounted as soon as the bike stopped.

Ling Qingyu slammed down the kickstand and ran after her partner. Both rushed to the main door, taking positions on either side, their backs against the wall as they scanned the environment for threats. Tang Ziyi nodded and reached out to open the main door of the building, which seemed to be a luxurious hotel.

The host clearly didn't welcome them. Bursts of wood erupted in their direction as the doors exploded into pieces. Glass and high-pressure dust forced the duo to retreat.

"Fuck! Who in their right mind builds a .50-caliber machine gun nest in their house, especially in a hotel?" Tang Ziyi cursed in exasperation.

"Who knows? Maybe every head of state is the same," Ling Qingyu shouted back, taking a few steps back.

Bullets ricocheted and smashed through the wall near them. The enemies didn't intend to save on bullets or material costs.

Helpless, Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu exchanged glances and ducked down to protect themselves.

"Search for another entry point, then." Tang Ziyi said with a shrug.

"No need, I'll make one." Ling Qingyu's reply sprouted laughters.