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She was waiting for just this moment to deliberately provoke Meng Lianying into firing at her and hence setting off the powder keg they were in. If she took the initiative, her odds of winning would have decreased and she would have put the Kurts into danger.

Mo Ye, very thankfully, collaborated seamlessly with her.

Save Ye Wei, she had never collaborated with anybody else. She, without showing or indicating anything, did not expect him to be able to grasp her thoughts and collaborate with her seamlessly and protect the Kurts.

Little did she expect said man… to be as quick as a phantom.

If it weren't somebody else, Mo Ye and Mo Jue, who managed to perfect their mastery of the ancient martial arts, would have been at the peak of their speeds and strength. How could…

When Meng Lianying saw that she had lost her two trump cards, she flew into a rage and then coldly laughed. Since her own surrounded them both within and without, they were not escaping. She struggled out from Zero's embrace and coldly smiled. "I didn't expect the experiment to grant you such unthinkable skills. I am impressed. I would love to see if you would still remain as brazen under… these circumstances."

A black micro-detonator slid down from her wrist. She put her fingers on the button and looked at Eleven teasingly. "Want to guess what's in this?"

Mo Ye quickly removed Mr. and Mrs. Kurt's jackets. They had explosives, of the latest variety and utterly potent, strapped to their chests.

Eleven squinted. Damn it…

She was so meticulous to the point she seemed to opt for explosives since firearms would not have been effective to her.

"You're afraid? Oh, no! Please don't stare at me like this. I was just taking precautions." Meng Lianying chuckled evilly.

Eleven clenched her fists tightly and wished she could just gun her down there and then.

"This is utterly signature of Russian operatives like you and your ilk. Those ruffians and scum of the town often resort to such underhanded tactics, and it's quite a surprise that even the top Russian operatives resort to similar methods. It's hence little wonder that your sleeper agents in North Africa and Eastern Europe were shot on sight. It also explains why you are consistently outranked by GELY and HGR. Your M.O. clearly shows how underhanded you are."

While Eleven sounded mean, she intended it for the man behind Meng Lianying.

She knew that he, from his very slight commanding gesture, was the person who called the shots.

Zero must have achieved a certain level of self-refinement to not even get angry. He smiled gently like the warm wind on a cold night. While his smile was not big, it did not give others a sense of how cold he could get.

"Meng Lianying, how about a deal? Strap all these explosives on me and you get to control me without regard. You don't have to worry about me escaping and attacking you. How about you spare the Kurts?" Eleven could only do this as she had no other way out.

"Little Seven…" Mrs. Kurt looked at her in shock.

Meng Lianying crazily laughed. "Haha, I didn't expect the infamously cold and ruthless top killer to have such a kind streak. Haha, this is so hilarious! Eleven, where has your penchant for killing gone? Do you really think that you are a saint? Are you acting all kind in front of him while calling me utterly depraved? Die, damn it, die!!!"

"No resisting. If you do, I'll set off the explosives and blow them up. Let's see if you are as kind as I think you are." She, in her madness, suddenly picked up the gun and fired thrice. She, in her rage to kill, had lost control of herself…

But…

A moment later, her face turned pale. Her hand which held the gun slightly trembled while she looked on with a slight fear that spoke of incredulity and envy… Her emotions were in an utter mix.

Blood covered Eleven's palm…

"Mo Ye, you…" She held Mo Ye, who was about to fall, and was so shocked she was lost for words. He rushed over without hesitation and took three bullets for her?

One bullet nailed him in his chest, one in his abdomen, and one in his arm… Her palms became moist as she supported him.

"Are you okay?" Mo Ye frowned and asked Eleven as he endured the pain. It seemed as though she was the person who had endured three bullets instead of him.

The Kurts called Anthony with reddened eyes.

"You don't have to do this." Eleven could not quite make out what she was feeling. She just felt as though her heart was pinned by a huge rock. While she hated him, she ought to have felt happy when he was hurt. But why…

Why couldn't she even be even happy?

'Mo Ye, you're nuts!'

"I don't want you to get hurt," Mo Ye said as he stubbornly sat up straight. "I'm a man, and it's my birthright to protect my woman."

I'm not your woman - Eleven thought. She forgot to rebut him as she was shocked by the glaring blood on her hands.

"Meng Lianying, you said that you would spare them once somebody has endured three bullets from you. It's high time you fulfill your promise," Mo Ye looked at Meng Lianying and flatly replied. While he was seriously wounded, his despising streak was still present as though nothing had happened.

Eleven, however, felt her palms becoming even… wetter…

Meng Lianying shuddered as she became even more crazed. "Mo Ye, how dare you…"

Her lips trembled and she could not complete her statement. Eleven clenched her fists harder and saw, in shock, Meng Lianying raise her gun and point it at them. "F*** off!"

She had lost all semblance of reasoning and had a sinister look on her face. "F*** off or I'll kill you!"

Mo Ye stubbornly remained before Eleven and looked at Meng Lianying coldly. "Meng Lianying, are you even fit to hate on Eleven and even me? Eleven and I should hate you because you were responsible for everything that happened! If it weren't for your conniving, I would not have been associated with you. My only mistake lies in mistakenly recognizing you for Eleven. Eleven has done nothing wrong, and I almost blindly murdered her. She oughts to hate you, and you've really lived in your world for too long and forgotten everything. Do you think that you possess whatever you stole? What a joke!"

Mo Ye mocked her mercilessly. "I am indeed blind enough to wrongly recognize you for her and never discover how vicious you are. Meng Lianying, you have single-handedly ruined that very slight good about you in my heart."

Meng Lianying's body violently shuddered, her lips trembling whilst she looked at Mo Ye with an extremely complicated gaze. Was she really living in her own world?

No, that's not the case…

If she did not appear, all these would not have happened and she would not have lost anything.

Meng Lianying stubbornly thought that it was Eleven who ruined her happiness. She even more stubbornly thought that Mo Ye belonged to her instead of Eleven. She was by his side for the past five years!

She could not accept the reality that Mo Ye loved Eleven.

"No, you're mine! I'll never let her snatch you away! F*** off, Mo Ye! I'll kill her!!" Meng Lianying had a terrifying look on her face. She seemed utterly deranged to the point she ignored the fact that Mo Ye was bleeding out.

Eleven, save her cold laughter, did not know how else she could react to this utterly deranged woman who couldn't tell the truth from fantasy. She had never seen anybody who deceived herself this much.

She was despicable and pitiful.

"No!" Mo Ye refused.

Meng Lianying suddenly fired, and Eleven, in her shock, carried him away. Meng Lianying, however, was not calling it a day and fired in succession. When she saw them duck away from the Kurts, she suddenly fired into Mrs. Kurt's shoulder…

Meng Lianying was so accurate she missed the explosives. The poor elderly woman screamed in agony…

"Mrs. Kurt…" Mo Ye was shocked. Eleven could not be bothered with Mo Ye and sprinted towards Mrs. Kurt. Meng Lianying coldly laughed and took the chance. She waved her hand and had the operatives open fire…

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chaos from gunfire ensued. The situation before her left her eyes wide open. She saw Mo Ye scoot up whilst protecting Eleven and returning fire. He, without regard for his wounds, endured them for his dear life as he retaliated mercilessly. He took out over ten agents in the blink of an eye…

Zero frowned dangerously…

Was this man indestructible? How could he focus and take out ten-over of his brothers? That was absolutely shocking…

Like before, he did not manage to dodge the bullets as he protected Eleven. He took several bullets in his shoulder, elbow, and hands. His shirt was dyed red by the blood.

Eleven felt her heart suddenly sink…

"Mo Ye!" She, in her carelessness, underestimated Meng Lianying's viciousness. Mo Ye could no longer stand, and he collapsed next to the Kurts. His Desert Eagle, his pride and joy, fell to the floor…

"Mo Ye!" Eleven exclaimed in shock. His body became heavier and he looked extremely pale. How many bullets did he take when the ten-over men fired at them? She did not dare to look at the gunshot wounds on him…

How could he… How could he…

"It's okay. I'm not hit in any vital spot." Mo Ye held her hand firmly as he hinted at her not to worry. "Eleven, don't fumble. If you do, we'll never walk out of here alive."

Eleven felt a chill across her heart.

She looked at him, and then at the Kurts in agony. Anger burned in her as she looked harshly at Meng Lianying.

"Damn it!" Eleven suddenly pulled out her handgun and fired at the operatives in the scrapyard. When she leaped up, she drew their muzzles towards her lest Mo Ye be wounded again. She suddenly fired concealable weapons from her hands that struck all of them in their throats. She took down all of the operatives in the scrapyard in less than a minute.

She knew that Mo Ye, despite his injuries, would protect the Kurts. Her rage unleashed her potential to break through the opposition that laid ahead at all costs.

Save the time Mo Ye imprisoned her, she had never been forced into such a predicament.

As she recalled Mo Ye, covered in blood and lying in her embrace, Eleven almost lost all semblance of reasoning.

She pointed the gun at Meng Lianying and fired.

Meng Lianying, knowing how fast Eleven was, was shocked. Little did she expect Eleven to be this terribly fast in knocking down her own. She suddenly felt somebody pick her up and throw her behind. Meng Lianying somersaulted midair and landed steadily on the ground.

Zero went face-to-face with Eleven.

Meng Lianying looked at the two sparring in shock. This was the first time she saw Zero act. Zero, this mysterious and terrifying man, never showed his skills off before anybody else. When he did, Meng Lianying was utterly shocked.

He could actually go toe-to-toe with Eleven…

Oh, dear…

Not only was Meng Lianying shocked, even Mo Ye and Eleven, especially Eleven, were shocked.

One could long tell said man, who looked formidable, was no simple man. If she knew that she had mutated, she ought not to have promised Meng Lianying something so dangerous. It turned out that… he was certain that he would not be disadvantaged.

'Who is he?'

"Why was that?"

Both of them fired seven to eight shots at each other. Mo Ye felt a wrench in his heart, afraid that Eleven would be at a disadvantage. The two of them moved quickly enough to the point they became a blur. Gunshots rang out next to his ear, and the two of them then broke away. Eleven waved her hands whilst bullets flew towards her. Zero was no exception. He deflected the bullets fired at him back. The two of them then broke away from each other and looked at each other coldly before leaping at each other and fought bare-handed.

Their quick and formidable punches shocked everybody.

Mo Ye and Meng Lianying had witnessed how terrifying Eleven was. While Eleven was already extremely proficient at close-up fighting, she did not have the slightest advantage despite the favorable situation.

He was extremely formidable.

His obscure and weird moves starkly contrasted against Eleven's swift moves.

Mo Ye, enduring the dizziness, looked at the two of them fighting nervously. As they backed away from their punches, the two of them could not stabilize themselves. Zero's suave face was a tad pale, and so was Eleven's face.

"Who exactly are you? "Eleven asked in shock.

"What do you say?" Zero gently smiled.

Eleven squinted dangerously as she lapsed into deep thought while looking at his suave face.

Zero gently laughed happily. His clear laughter pierced Eleven's memories. His tender and arrogant face appeared in Eleven's mind.

Eleven clenched her fists extremely tightly. This was impossible, utterly impossible. Wasn't he already dead?

Her face changed…

Her lips trembled…

"Kahn?"