Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system-Chapter 511: Hit hard

"What are you two talking about?" The man asked, puzzled at the sudden change in the two girls.

"Never mind them." Another stepped forward and began to shoo 1-3 and 1-4 away. "Alright, ladies, we’ve had enough of this. Just leave us be."

Apparently, 1-3 and 1-4 managed to wear their patience thin. 1-3 smirked. "Sure, sure. Just tell me one thing then. Why are you carrying a gun in a firearm-restricted country?"

The men stiffened and had their pupils dilated, still in the belief that this girl must be joking around. "What did you say?"

"Oh, come on, don’t play dumb. You know exactly what I’m talking about." 1-3 replied and threw the cigarette at the farthest men among the three.

Her action became a signal for 1-4 too. The man targeted by 1-3 slapped away the hot cigarette aimed at his eyes and tried to parry her attack.

1-3 was fast. Her forearms quickly removed the obstacles and her palm struck at the opponent’s neck on the side like a knife, combined with another elbow from the other arm as a finishing touch. The man stiffened and fell to the ground as if he lost all the balance. Krav Maga form.

He was completely unconscious. 1-3 ignored the two men beside her and dashed for the man, who hadn’t reacted yet inside.

Meanwhile, 1-4 immediately sprung into action, when her fellow sister knocked out a man. She kicked at the closest one’s thigh hard. The man lost his footing and couldn’t stand for a while.

1-4 continued her attack at another and struck fast. The other man attempted to defend and blocked the first two moves then quickly fell to 1-4’s rhythm.

His kicks and punches were useless apart from hitting the air. As for reaching the weapon, he had no time to think at all.

1-4 lunged a punch in the sternum causing the opponent to gasp for air and collapse. Free for a while, she slammed her arm against the back of first man’s neck, who was hit on the thigh. The latter dipped to the ground and went into a sweet dream.

Eying the man, who was crunched up and still struggling to breathe, 1-4’s fingers pressed at a certain area on the neck with force. The man also followed his comrade’s journey.

1-3 delivered a side-kick and hooked her opponent’s leg in her direction like an ax with her ankle. The man on the seat had only reacted now to stand up but he lost his footing.

It was the perfect moment when the man lowered his stance and 1-3 kneed him in the chest. The man staggered backward several steps and 1-3 followed her attack. She wasn’t giving a chance.

She rushed up and jumped while the opponent wasn’t ready. Her arm hugged the man’s neck and brought it down with her weight. The tall figure lost his balance and unconsciously followed his steps, which was what 1-3 desired, an Aikido move, rarely used by the practitioner. Still, in the hands of a competent person, the technique was deadly combined with other martial arts.

Afterward, 1-3 maneuvered behind the man and overlapped her forearms for a triangle choke. The result was immediate. The man had his eyes darkened and lost his vision, then went into a coma.

The combat didn’t last more than 5 seconds. 5 seconds was all it took for two Spirit Fox operators to subdue four capable men.

Under Tang Ziyi’s training, 1-3 and 1-4 experienced hell-like continuous episodes to hone their combat skills. Because they received more time in training, they perfected their skills more.

Particularly, the combination of acupuncture and mixed-martial art system under Tang Ziyi’s teaching. Before for urgent matters, they were only trained in the basics. Now they had learned advanced techniques such as what they used just now. There were no useless martial arts, only practitioners who absorbed the best and applied them in reality.

Hitting acupuncture points indeed improved their original fighting ability. Their control, precision and efficiency of the techniques increased, which was the reason why they easily subdued their opponents in hand-to-hand combat.

The contrast with the past was that they merely needed to use minimum strength and retain stamina for a longer fight. Not to mention, their physiques had tremendously improved to an unimaginable height.

1-3 and 1-4 exchanged glances and cracked their necks and muscles. The fight was merely a warm-up. These men didn’t stand a chance.

Afterward, both girls searched for the guns and unholstered them, removing the magazine and sliding the chamber several times to ensure the weapons were secured before placing them on the floor accordingly.

The security guards of the apartment watched dumbfounded and quickly assembled but when they saw the girls removing the men’s guns, they understood the reason. However, they remained vigilant—one had even dialed an emergency number.

1-3 and 1-4 noticed their behaviors and smiled. "Special Police at work here. Please don’t disturb and destroy the crime scenes."

The guards exchanged looks and only withdrew after 1-3 displayed the Special Police, emblemed with a concealed watermark of Spirit Fox signature.

1-4 reported the aftermath to her team. "1-1. 1-3 and 1-4 had eliminated the tangos. The floor is secured. Be advised, your tango might also be armed"

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"Understood. Good work out there." 1-1 and 1-2 entered Yang Qingyue’s floor from the emergency staircase. They managed to reach before the two suspicious women arrived. Since their buddies possessed firearms, the two had already decided to subdue them.

The two women, they were talking about, exited the elevator and walked in their direction. Both had no ideas, the men they brought had been knocked out.

As 1-1 and 1-2 walked closer, the assistant beside the lady landed her gaze with wariness. 1-1 and 1-2 chuckled inwardly at her reaction and acknowledged the woman’s caution. At least, this woman never lost her vigilance like the men downstair.

However, praising was one aspect, and their actions were another. As soon as both sides passed, 1-1 and 1-2 took action.

The woman reacted quickly and counter-attacked because she was prepared.

"Not bad." 1-1 spoke.

Nonetheless, 1-1 somehow easily restricted the woman against the wall. Her hands behind her back.

The woman still had widened eyes, apparently in shock and worry. "You, who are you?!"

"Quiet!" 1-1 hissed and searched the woman’s figure. She whispered like a hooligan as her finger touched the embarrassing parts. "You have a good figure. I’m a little envious."

Her remarks caused the woman to blush and struggle. But the hands binding her movements were like heavy metal. She couldn’t move the slightest.

On the other hand, 1-2 took action and launched an attack at the main lady but the latter’s late response suggested she was non-combatant. So, 1-2 took out a pistol and aimed at the lady as deterrence. She couldn’t affirm whether the lady was pretending to be helpless or truly incapable of resistance.

However, her action of bringing out the gun stunned the two ladies in apprehension. The assistant struggled more fiercely.

The lady, who was held at gunpoint, breathed heavily and calmed down to ask. "Why are you targeting us?"

"Of course, to prevent harming our package." 1-2 answered.

"How so?"

"The men you brought along have guns, which are threats in our eyes," said 1-2.

1-1 managed to snatch away the hidden pistol inside the struggling woman’s clothes and disarmed with one hand until copper bullet hit the floor.

"What! What did you do to them? I swear…" The assistant threatened.

"Shut it. You better think about how to escape ours first. Don’t worry, they are just knocked out by our partners." 1-1 snickered.

"Oh, I understand." The lady wasn’t angry. In fact, she was truly satisfied. "Actually, you might misunderstand our identity."

"Do you think we’ll believe your words?" 1-2 sneered.

The lady almost cursed and lost her image of several years of practice. "Will you stop pointing the gun at us first? I’m very frightened now."

"Hehe…"

The lady: "…"