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Chapter 242 - 219: Bloodbath

Chapter 242: Chapter 219: Bloodbath

In close combat, a knife is better than a gun.

Raising the arm, twisting the wrist, pulling the trigger—even the quickest sequence requires two to three steps before causing harm, while an opponent only needs to thrust a knife or divert your arm to succeed.

This man was skilled with a gun and confident enough to shoot and kill an ordinary person approaching him, but Wu was no ordinary person. From the way Wu had dodged the bullet and then charged with such speed and momentum, he immediately recognized him as a dangerous individual!

Without any hesitation, he discarded his gun, stepped back, and drew a dagger from behind his waist.

Given his reaction and speed, he could have managed to fire another shot, but he chose not to because if Wu dodged, the next move would surely be a stab at his arm.

Facing such a menacing foe, once his right hand was injured and weaponless, he wouldn’t stand any chance at all.

Clang!

Wu’s short knife retracted and blocked the opponent’s horizontal slash.

The aura of the man before him was entirely different from any martial arts experts Wu had encountered before, showing no trace of any particular style, just a hammered and instinctive reaction with no superfluous movements.

Moreover, he was extremely calm, decisive, and sharp, much like military personnel.

According to the information provided by Li San, both Bill and Baer had served in some Israeli special forces unit. The soldiers in Israel’s special forces are highly skilled, and Maga Skill, also known as Israeli Martial Arts, began within the Israeli Army before spreading to civilians as civilian Maga Skill—mainly for self-protection; whereas, Military Maga Skill involves deadly strikes and dagger fighting.

Despite Wu stating in a live stream that most special soldiers’ hand-to-hand combat abilities are not up to professional fighters, this referred to unarmed combat; for special soldiers, unarmed is a last resort. They would never opt for hand-to-hand combat if weapons were available, probably spending more time practicing dagger assassinations than unarmed combat. The level that this man had reached in Military Maga Skill, even within the special forces, destined him to be among the elites, fully qualified to be a combat instructor.

Wu took a half step forward, swinging his short knife diagonally, actively colliding with the opponent’s dagger.

Clang!

The man’s dagger trembled, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as he gripped the dagger tightly, stepping back again, his body now against the wall.

Wu used the power of a Half-step Breaking Fist to swing his short knife, nearly causing the man to lose grip on his dagger.

Without waiting for Wu to advance, the man raised his right foot, forcefully kicked against the wall behind him, and lunged forward, slashing his dagger at Wu’s neck.

Because he pushed off from the wall, the strike was swift, and the man seemed to hold nothing back, attacking with full force. Wu could stab him in the chest, but he would also risk getting his throat slit.

The man had a resolute look, his body emanating a fierce aura, seemingly indifferent to a mutually destructive method.

Wu lifted his arm and intercepted the dagger in midair.

Clang! The blades crossed.

After his strike, the man did not pause; retracting and then extending his arm, his dagger struck again like a snake darting out of a hole.

Wu did not show weakness, not stepping back, and met the man’s dagger up close.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the blink of an eye, their daggers collided four times, sparks flying.

The blades cutting through the air at such speed seemed to form continuous silver lines, dazzling to behold; it was hard to imagine someone reacting quickly enough to meet their opponent’s blade accurately.

Wu mainly used Beng Jin, each strike carrying a slanting motion, attempting to send the opponent’s dagger flying, and this made his opponent struggle, slowly falling into passive defense.

The surprise in the man’s eyes grew heavier. Maga Skill is divided into Beginner, Intermediate, Expert, and Grandmaster levels; including three sub-levels within Grandmaster: M1 to M3; he was an M1, more proficient in dagger fighting than unarmed. Not many in the Israeli military could be referred to as a Master.

Aside from his own brother and a former instructor, he had never met anyone who could dominate him in dagger fighting; he had heard that the toughest man from the New York Hongmen, the Evil Spirit Li San, was also adept with a dagger—could this be Li San? Why wasn’t he wearing the Evil Spirit mask?

Clang!

As they clashed for the fifth time, Wu suddenly changed tactics, pausing briefly before accelerating sharply.

This time it was Drilling Power, his short knife thrusting diagonally upward.

The man lowered his body, seemingly pushing down his entire weight, and cut horizontally towards Wu’s short knife, staking it all!

However, as they met blade to blade, the man felt an unexpected emptiness, his balance suddenly unstable.

This move was learned by Wu from Li San, before these few strikes he had been suppressing the opponent who was frantically trying to escape and desperately defending; now he suddenly changed the rhythm and set a trap, and the opponent really couldn’t resist, actively jumping into it.

Swish!

The dagger slashed across the trachea, blood spurted out, and the smell of blood immediately spread.

"Uh..."

The man made an ambiguous sound, his eyes full of unwillingness, as he clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Wu glanced at him and turned to pick up another short knife that had been knocked away earlier.

If he had had both knives in his hands earlier, he wouldn’t have needed so many strikes to take down this man.

Although everyone’s martial arts were at the Master Level, Wu’s speed and strength were above the opponent’s. It was a bit more troublesome than fighting with fists or feet, but with weapons, a mere instant was the difference between life and death.

His eyes scanned the room, and Wu saw a USB drive plugged into a laptop on the desk. He pulled it out and held it in his hand, and before he could decide whether to keep looking for other USB drives, a system message came through:

[Optional Mission II complete, mission updated]

Forget it, no need to search further, official cheats are the deadliest...

At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the hallway, and Wu instantly judged that there were two people.

Soon, shouts came from outside the door.

There was no response from inside the room. After two more shouts, the door was pushed open, and two people outside aimed their guns inside.

A figure pounced forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two outside instinctively shot, and blood spurted from the figure, now with three bullet holes.

"Boss Baer!"

When the two recognized the figure, they were shocked. Before Baer collapsed, Wu emerged from behind the corpse, his arm flicking and sending two cold gleams flying.

Swish! Swish!

The two short knives accurately stuck in the necks of the two men outside, who clutched their necks and fell to the ground.

Wu listened inside the room, no more sounds came from the hallway.

He walked out, pulled out the blood-stained short knives, and opened each room door one by one. Several rooms on this floor contained the bodies of girls, handcuffed to beds, eyes wide open in death.

Wu’s expression grew grim as he went upstairs. Before he started searching the rooms, noise came from downstairs.

There were more people!

A fierce killing intent erupted as Wu’s figure, like a leopard, charged directly downstairs.

Bang!

The last person waiting on the first floor saw a shadow rushing down and fired without thinking.

But the shadow was extremely agile. It flashed to the left, dodging the bullet.

Before he could fire a second shot, a cold gleam shot towards him, and he quickly dodged, avoiding the flying short knife.

The next second, when he looked up again, the shadow had already pounced in front of him.

Swish!

The blade swept across.

Blood spurted.