The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Sky Eye Society Headquarters.

The stench of blood in the quiet room was so thick it seemed frozen. The sight of the Eighth Hall Master slumped in the corner was more terrifying than death itself. His limbs were twisted into a knot at anti-joint angles, broken bones piercing flesh and sticking out. His eye sockets were empty, bloody holes. Blood dripped down his chin, making a ticking sound as if counting down someone's death.

"The muscle relaxant dosage is just right. Let him stay awake and endure all the pain." Chen Yifan, wearing rubber gloves, examined the pile of rotten flesh of the Eighth Hall Master without changing his expression. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this girl is quite cruel. When we catch her, we must ask her thoroughly about the grudge she has with him.

Su Yang stood behind him. He didn't vomit like last time, but his face turned pale. He had been busy these past two days, going over Qiu Gu's moves a hundred times in his mind, knowing that she was accustomed to attacking people's joints and eyes.

"There's talcum powder in the vent." Su Yang pointed to the inside of the fence. "She came in from here again, but the traces she left behind are more obvious this time. It seems like she did it on purpose."

"She deliberately let us know she would come again." Chen Yifan sneered, "That's good, it saves us from looking around. Stay here tonight, if she dares to come, don't even think about leaving."

Master Bai dispatched fifty elite soldiers, half stationed outside the quiet room, and half ambushed along the ventilation duct. Chen Yifan had barbed wire installed in the duct and a mechanism hidden under the quiet room floor. If the prisoner stepped on a specific spot, the chain would be triggered, trapping her in place.

"You stay in the monitoring room and watch the infrared sensor." Chen Yifan patted Su Yang's shoulder, with a lighter force than usual, "Don't be impulsive again."

"understood."

At three in the morning, the red dot on the surveillance screen began to move. Su Yang stared at the screen, his heart beating like a drum, and whispered into the intercom: "Brother Chen, she's here, five meters away from the quiet room."

In the quiet room, Chen Yifan leaned against the door, his saber against his leg, breathing lightly. A subtle sound, like the scraping of a snake's scales against stone, came from the ventilation duct, drawing closer.

"Three meters... two meters..." Su Yang's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Suddenly, the grille on the vent was pushed open, and a pale hand emerged, its fingertips powdered with talcum powder, as nimble as a spider's legs. Then another hand appeared, holding a scalpel, its blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Prisoner's head popped out, the brim of her hat pulled low, revealing only the familiar smile at the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to turn over and jump down, Chen Yifan suddenly roared and slashed at her with his saber!

"clang--!"

The saber slashed against the fence, sparks flying everywhere. Prisoner Skeleton reacted incredibly quickly, retracting his head as the scalpel was thrown out of the vent, glancing past Chen Yifan's ear and nailed to the wall.

"I knew you were here." Prisoner's voice came from the ventilation duct. "We didn't play enough last time, so I'll play with you for a while longer this time."

The chain swung out from the vent with a clang, wrapping around Chen Yifan's neck like a venomous snake. Chen Yifan was prepared, ducking to avoid it, then backhanding his saber to cut the chain. At the same time, he pressed a switch on the wall, and the barbs popped out of the vent, locking it with a click.

"Try this!" Chen Yifan shouted.

A muffled groan of prisoners' bodies could be heard from the ventilation duct, followed by the crisp sound of iron chains hitting barbs. Chen Yifan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the back door of the quiet room was knocked open. Su Yang rushed in with an iron rod in hand, but was tripped and knocked to the ground by a dark shadow.

At some point, the prisoner came out from the other end of the ventilation duct, still holding a bloody iron chain in his hand, and it was obvious that he had struggled to break free from the barbs.

"You're smarter than last time, you little idiot." Prisoner's skeleton stepped on Su Yang's back and the chain wound around his neck. "It's a pity it's still too slow."

"Let him go!" Chen Yifan's saber slashed over, and Qiu Gu leaped up and landed on the table next to the Eighth Hall Master, stepping on the Tenth Hall Master's severed hand. The Eighth Hall Master let out a hoarse whine from his throat, and blood gushed out of his eye sockets even more violently.

"Look, he's still alive." Qiu Gu smiled cruelly, "I promised him that I would make him watch himself become a waste."

"You are not a human being!" Su Yang got up from the ground, ignoring the pain in his back, and stabbed Qiu Gu's waist with his folding knife. He had practiced this move countless times, and it was fast and tricky.

Qiu Gu was stabbed in the side, and blood instantly dyed her black hoodie red. She grabbed Su Yang's wrist with her backhand and forcibly pulled the folding knife out of her waist.

"You've become a lot braver." She turned her wrist, and the folding knife changed direction, with a cold light pointing directly into Su Yang's eyes.

Su Yang's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously tilted his head. The blade grazed his cheekbone, leaving a trail of blood. The searing pain made his mind clearer, and he used the force of his head tilt to slam his elbow into Qiu Gu's chest.

"boom--!"

This time, she used up all her strength, and Qiu Gu stumbled back half a step. The wound on her side was pulled, and the blood gushed out even more violently. But she didn't care at all. She swung the chain and wrapped it around Su Yang's ankle.

"Go down!"

"what!"

Su Yang was caught off guard and fell backwards, his head hitting the ground hard. His vision instantly went black. He struggled to get up, but the chain around his ankle tightened. The coldness of the chain seeped through the fabric, bringing a piercing chill.

Qiu Gu walked closer, "You were such a burden last time, but this time..."

Before she could finish her words, Chen Yifan's saber was already behind her. Qiu Gu turned around abruptly and blocked it with his folding knife.

"Qiang——!"

With a crisp sound, sparks exploded between the two men. Chen Yifan's saber pressed down, forcing Prisoner Gu to retreat and loosen his grip on the chain.

Su Yang took the opportunity to roll away, rubbing the aching back of his head as he climbed to his feet. Looking at the wound on Qiu Gu's side that was constantly bleeding, he was really puzzled. This little girl was obviously seriously injured, so why was she still like an indestructible cockroach?

He didn't have time to think about it. He picked up the iron rod from the ground and rushed towards Qiu Ge again. This time, he didn't confront her head-on. He took advantage of her critical condition and aimed at her injured side. The iron rod came crashing down with a whistling sound. Qiu Ge was unable to dodge and was hit hard.

"Ugh!" She groaned, her body swayed, and the blood on her side flowed down her trouser legs, leaving a red mark on the ground.

"Now!" Chen Yifan seized the opportunity and stabbed the prisoner's shoulder with his saber, where the old wound was left from last time.

Qiu Gu's eyes fiercely focused, and she didn't dodge or evade. Instead, she grasped the blade of the saber with her uninjured left hand, letting the sharp metal slice through her palm and blood flow through her fingers. At the same time, she stabbed Chen Yifan's lower abdomen with the folding knife in her right hand, so fast that no one could react.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Su Yang rushed over and hit the prisoner's body with his body.

She was knocked off course, and the folding knife grazed Chen Yifan's waist, only scratching his clothes. But she didn't loosen her grip on the saber, and the blood on her palm clung to the cold iron of the saber, looking particularly creepy.

"It's more fun if we play together." Qiu Gu exerted force suddenly and tried to snatch the saber from Chen Yifan's hand.

Chen Yifan would never let her succeed. He turned his wrist and twisted the saber hard in her palm.

“Sizzle!

The sound of flesh being cut rang out, and a deep wound appeared on Qiu Gu's palm. Taking advantage of her loosening grip, Chen Yifan pulled back his saber and slashed at her neck.

The knife was fast and fierce, and just as it was about to hit, Qiugu suddenly lowered his body and slipped under Chen Yifan's armpit like a loach, while the iron chain swept across and hit Su Yang's knee.

"Fuck!"

Su Yang narrowly avoided it, but Qiu Gu's move was not intended to hurt him. Instead, he used the force of the sweep to spin his body like a top, avoiding Chen Yifan's saber that followed closely, and at the same time grabbed the throat of an elite subordinate next to him with his left hand.

The subordinate reacted quickly and blocked with his arm, but her fingertips precisely grasped the joints.

"Crack——!"

There was a crisp sound, and the entire arm was bent at a strange angle. Before he could scream, Qiugu had already used the force to leap up, and kicked another of his men hard in the chest with his right foot. The man spurted blood and flew backwards, knocking over the control button behind him.

"Boom——"

The floor of the quiet room suddenly flipped up, revealing the crisscross of chains underneath. However, due to poor timing, this actually gave the prisoner a gap to move. Like a startled bat, she leaped on the edge of the flipped floor, the chains dancing in her hands so tightly that they forced the surrounding men to retreat repeatedly.

"Don't gather in a group! Divide into two wings and encircle them!" Chen Yifan roared and threw his saber at the back of the prisoner's body.