Chapter 931: You Can Come, But You Won’t Be Able To Go!

Chinese soldiers are weak? Chinese soldiers are weak?

A mercenary dares to say that Chinese soldiers are weak!

The anger in Ye Jian’s heart exploded immediately.

G3’s knocking was heard on the fire door. Three fast knocks, three light knocks, two fast knocks, and two light knocks. He came to see if she needed help.

Ye Jian was standing at the fire door so when she heard the knocks, she used her toes to knock on the door. Three light knocks and three fast knocks. This was to tell him that she had control of the situation and she didn’t need reinforcements.

This was the first time Ye Jian met a real mercenary. However, she wasn’t afraid. She felt excited instead. She wanted to fight with a real mercenary who didn’t care about his life and only wanted money. She wanted to step on the blades of death and fight for her country.

G3 received the reply and said to Xia Jinyuan who was still on the phone, “Level one of the inpatient department. West stairway. 1 vs 1.”

“There’s nothing on my side. It looks like they only sent one person to guard this place. They specially sent him to wait for Ye Jian.” Xia Jinyuan, who was at the back door of the inpatient department, had a stern expression on his face as he said in a low voice, “Take care of her. A real mercenary is at least five times more powerful than the mercenaries we met last time at the depopulated zone.”

He was afraid that Ye Jian would suffer but he didn’t want G3 to help her too quickly either. Thus, Xia Jinyuan chose the safest option. He asked G3 to stand outside and watch over Ye Jian in case something happened.

The sound within the stairway stopped momentarily. Then, a furious and low shout of a man was heard. Ye Jian probably attacked again.

“The door is damaged. I’m waiting for the maintenance staff to come over. Please take the elevator.” Someone wanted to climb the stairs so G3 stopped them. He asked the person to leave politely and guarded the door to prevent other people from entering and meeting misfortune.

The South Asian man’s expression changed drastically when he saw Ye Jian’s move. The pain from the silver wire cutting into his wrist didn’t cause him to release his gun. Instead, he used his right leg to attack Ye Jian furiously.

Ye Jian narrowed her eyes slightly when she noticed him disregarding his life and attacking her. She quickly tilted her body and bent her back slightly. The wind caused by the kick was like the slash of a knife. ‘Bang’. He kicked the fire door.

The close combat this time was much more dangerous than the ones she had before. Dust flew up from the fire door due to his kick. Ye Jian’s gaze turned darker because of his kick too.

After two rounds of dodging, Ye Jian grabbed her opponent’s ankle when he attempted to kick her again and twisted it forcefully.

In the dark, the man groaned in pain. A gust of wind was felt. The South Asian man bore with the excruciating pain and pressed a hand against the wall. He lifted his entire body and raised his left leg to kick Ye Jian’s chest.

The skills of the mercenaries that snuck into China were all not bad. They were well-experienced in combat and had powerful abilities. They took jobs for the money so they were ruthless. In a fight, either their opponent dies or they die. Ye Jian twisted his right leg until his bone was about to break so the South Asian man immediately made a move that could allow him to win in this bad situation. Ye Jian noticed that he wanted to kick her with his left leg so she quickly released his right leg and tilted her body to evade the kick towards her chest.

Even though Ye Jian reacted quickly and the South Asian man didn’t hit her chest, he still managed to kick her shoulder.

Her right shoulder was kicked and the force caused her to move back sideways. Ye Jian gritted her teeth when she felt the sharp pain from her bones. She didn’t allow herself to make any sound.

This was the first powerful opponent Ye Jian met. The pain on her shoulder reminded her that this powerful opponent was a mercenary whose hands were stained with the blood of multiple humans. They only kill for money. They didn’t care if the people they killed were civilians. As long as it was their target, as long as they felt that it was someone who might harm them, they would kill the person.