No, that would be too rash.
The secretary glanced at Dharmaraja's body and dismissed the idea of using this reason to send Thunder Zhanhime away.
Dharmaraja was a meticulous person. Even if they were intimate in the office, he would not overdo it. She was the one who took the initiative, and he only half-heartedly refused.
Thunder Zhanhime might not be as familiar with him as she was with him, but after all, like Dharmaraja, he was an old employee in the company. If he used this excuse to send her away, she might react later and realize that something was wrong.
The secretary put the silenced large-caliber pistol on her waist and quickly and silently took out a high-explosive grenade from her wallet. After doing all this, she took a deep breath.
"Zhanhime, come in!"
The secretary stared at the door. Seeing the doorknob being twisted, the office door was pushed open a gap.
Immediately, she pulled off the safety of the grenade and threw it through the gap.
Thunder Zhanhime's ability was Haste, but this did not mean that her reaction speed was that fast. She would never have expected that when she entered Dharmaraja's office, she would be greeted by a high-explosive grenade.
Even if it did not kill her on the spot, it would cause serious injuries.
"Boom!"
The solid wood door exploded, the walls shook, and the terrible shock wave rushed into the office, shaking the floor-to-ceiling windows to the point that snowflake-like cracks appeared.
The prepared secretary dove under the heavy desk. Whether it was by accident or instinct, she shielded Lightning Dharmaraja under her body.
After the explosion, the secretary immediately got out of the desk, pulled out a large-caliber pistol, and walked to the messy door. There was a huge gap there, and the walls on both sides had collapsed to different degrees. Charred bricks were spread on the charred floor, and the air was filled with thick smoke.
The secretary quickly glanced at it, and her heart suddenly froze. There was no blood.
At this moment, an image suddenly flashed in her mind:
Thunder Zhanhime jumped down from the ceiling. Her speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch, and she punched the secretary in the face.
This was her Arcana: Danger Premonition!
She could foresee in advance the danger that would befall her.
She could evade and respond.
But there was a limit. The foresight time was very short, and usually she could only foresee the danger within a few seconds. Moreover, it had to be a danger that he had to face himself. For example, if someone was plotting against her in the dark, she would not be able to predict it. She would only be able to predict the outcome of the plot a few seconds before it was revealed.
Thunder Zhanhime was prepared. She knocked on the door just now to test the secretary's calmness and retreat. At the same time, she fired a shot.
Thunder Zhanhime misses her punch. As soon as she shows herself, a bullet is fired at her.
This kind of attack that seemed to be predicted made it impossible for her to dodge, but Ji Fei, who was no longer the same as before, roused her Qi activity, and the bullet shattered on the Qi activity barrier.
Her body swayed, and at the same time, she felt a strong recoil. At the same time, she smelled a familiar smell. It was the smell of inhibitors.
The gun in the secretary's hands had been modified to target Bloodkin, and the bullets were filled with suppressants.
Its power was also far greater than that of an ordinary pistol. If she only relied on her physical body to block it, Thunder Zhanhime, who did not specialize in defense, would have her defense broken and be injured.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Thunder Zhanhime was either rolling, pouncing, or leaping into the air. Relying on her outstanding speed, she avoided the bullets one after another, leaving bullet holes on the floor, walls, and cabinets.
Click!
The secretary pulled the trigger a few times, but there were no more bullets fired from the gun.
She had already emptied the clip.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Thunder Zhanhime crouches on the ground like a female leopard. After charging for a moment, she turns into a shadow and pounces at the secretary.
The latter seems to have expected it. She calmly pounces and rolls to the side while taking out a dark gold triangular stiletto from her wallet.
Missing again, Thunder Zhanhime frowns, takes out a dagger from her wallet, and casually throws it a few times.
The moment the dagger falls into her palm, she disappears again and reappears behind the secretary. The cold blade silently slashes at the back of the secretary's neck.
The secretary does not move, raises the triangular stiletto, and accurately blocks the dagger.
Ding!
The two weapons collide and sparks fly.
Thunder Zhanhime's back tenses, and the power is transmitted through her muscles. She raises her right arm and punches at the back of the secretary's head.
At this moment, the secretary shows her super flexibility. She turns her waist a hundred degrees and drives her right arm to rotate. She swings her elbow sideways and accurately hits Thunder Zhanhime's fist.
In the ear-piercing and loud explosion, the secretary rolls and crawls forward, and Thunder Zhanhime staggers back.
"You are so strong. You hid it well." Thunder Zhanhime swings her five fingers. Her finger bones are not broken, but they should be cracked. She feels a burning pain.
"How can you be an intelligence officer if you don't have some skills?" The secretary raises the corner of her mouth and smiles coldly.
This is her true self. The gentle and intellectual secretary is just the self-cultivation of an actress. She is the self-cultivation of an intelligence officer.
"Why did you do this?" Thunder Zhanhime glances at Dharmaraja under the desk. He is covered in blood and is silent.
Indescribable anger fills Thunder Zhanhime's mind.
Dharmaraja is very popular in the executive department and respected by everyone. Although he is often ridiculed as a "weak chicken". But in the face of a serious and serious person, even if you don't like him, it is difficult to hate him.
"Why?" The secretary seems to have heard a joke. "Because I am the intelligence officer that the board of directors placed beside Dharmaraja. Or do you want to ask me, Dharmaraja is so good to me, why did I betray him? "
"This is the meaning of my existence. They trained me and nurtured me for this moment. I swore to be loyal to the organization, and I will not hesitate to go through fire and water. "
"If you are still not satisfied, then let me tell you again. My family is a hostage. Hmm, does this answer make you feel better? "
Thunder Zhanhime does not speak anymore. She appears and flashes like a ghost and attacks from the side.
Her attack fails again. At the same time when the dagger stabs, the secretary tilts her body and tilts her head, just in time to avoid Thunder Zhanhime's stab. At the same time, she swings her bayonet to counterattack and stab Thunder Zhanhime's waist.
This set of movements seems to have been practiced thousands of times.
From Thunder Zhanhime's point of view, as soon as she appears on the opponent's side, the opponent seems to have predicted it in advance. While avoiding the attack, she waved the bayonet to counterattack. It is as if she appeared on the left and took the initiative to use her waist to block the bayonet.
Poof!
The bayonet pierces into the left side of Thunder Zhanhime's waist, leaving a bloody hole. The structure of the bayonet causes the wound to continue bleeding.
Thunder Zhanhime turns into a shadow and disappears. The secretary, who did not receive any danger premonition, calmly stands and sees Thunder Zhanhime appear in the living room, covering the wound with one hand and holding a dagger with the other.
"In a situation where the strength difference is not big, I am almost invincible in close combat." The secretary smiles, but her eyes are cold. "You are Li Xianyu's woman. Killing you is a great achievement."
"Do you think you can leave the Bosch Building easily?" Thunder Zhanhime's eyes flashed. "If I want to leave, you can't stop me either."
"Stupid." The secretary sneered. "Since the board can place a spy around Fawang, can't they arrange their own people in other departments?"
At this time, Thunder Zhanhime heard a dull explosion. The floor under her feet trembled, and the whole Bosch seemed to tremble.
Her heart sank, and she no longer hopes for rescue.
She can keep up with my speed. She can predict my attack and respond in advance. She can even counterattack. Thunder Zhanhime roughly reviewed the battle just now, from the beginning of her attack to being stabbed by the bayonet.
The secretary seems to have predicted the enemy's attack, knowing how she will attack and where she will appear.
What kind of superpower is this? Never heard of it.
"You can predict my attack. It must be a superpower similar to intuition."
"Guess." The secretary smiled.
Her attitude completely angered Thunder Zhanhime.
"Later, I will beat the shit out of you, then into the shit, and then hit you with your shit. Finally, I will stab your mouth with a knife. "
The blue veins on her forehead bulged, and her pupils lit up with scarlet light. Her chest rose and fell, inhaling and exhaling a huge amount of oxygen. She seemed to be doing some kind of accumulation.
Hoo!
Thunder Zhanhime suddenly disappeared.
The secretary fell into a huge danger warning. Her heart was pounding, and the corresponding picture flashed in her mind.
Thunder Zhanhime appeared behind her, and the dagger stabbed into the back of her head.
The secretary rushed forward, and at the same time, she kicked back fiercely. The force was so strong that the air exploded.
But she kicked empty air.
Huh?
The secretary was taken aback. Just as she retracted her leg, the foresight appeared in her mind again.
Thunder Zhanhime fell from the sky and slapped her head into her body.
The secretary instinctively moved sideways and shook her hand to pull out the bayonet. The bayonet was nailed to the ceiling, but there was still no one.
Hoo!
Hoo!
A strong wind suddenly blew in the office, overturning the teacups and papers. At the same time, the foresight kept appearing in the secretary's mind.
Thunder Zhanhime rushed forward and pierced her heart with the dagger in her hand.
Thunder Zhanhime threw her to the ground from the left and slit her throat with the dagger.
Thunder Zhanhime kicked her and broke her neck.
Thunder Zhanhime wrapped her arms around her neck, circled her like a ghost, and twisted her head to the back.
Thunder Zhanhime
Every foresight was correct, and they were all things that were about to happen.
The Thunder Warrior Concubine used her incredible speed to forcefully interrupt the attack and create multiple crises in one second. The secretary was both shocked and afraid. The premonitions she had caught were all real, but they were all fake at the same time.
She could only continuously respond, continuously respond, because she couldn't guarantee that the scene she was about to foresee would not come true and take her life.
She had never encountered such a situation, but she had to admit that it was the best way to restrain her foresight.
As long as she launched several or even a dozen attacks at the same time within a few seconds, she would be able to foresee all the scenes. However, she wasn't a speed-type Esper, so how could she make a dozen responses in a few seconds?
All kinds of scenes appeared in her mind, and gradually, her thoughts became chaotic.
As soon as the first scene disappeared, the next scene appeared. Her body couldn't keep up at all, and her CPU was overloaded.
Puff! The secretary's legs suddenly went soft. The muscles on her feet were cut, and her body stumbled uncontrollably.
She received the corresponding foresight, but there were also scenes of her being stabbed in the head, stabbed in the back, and cut in the throat.
Puff!
The dagger pierced through the back of her head, deeply embedded in her skull, and only the teak handle was exposed.
Thunder Zhanhime appeared on the side of her head, looking down coldly.
She wasn't completely dead yet. She raised her head, and her eyes were bloodshot. "No, you can't kill me. I have his child in my stomach."
"He's dead, and the child is his only hope. I can't die."
"You don't deserve it!"
Thunder Zhanhime took a few steps forward, tightened her right leg, and kicked the secretary's head away. The head flew out and smashed into the wall, leaving a trail of red and white.
"Blergh!"
After doing all this, Thunder Zhanhime couldn't take it anymore. She sat on the ground and vomited out the food she had just eaten. Her face was pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Her performance just now was the peak of her life so far, but the pressure on her body was very serious.
The muscles all over her body were torn, and her organs were overloaded, so she vomited out the food she had just eaten, just like how a normal person would vomit after exercising too much.
Thunder Zhanhime didn't care about her physical condition. She endured the dizziness and struggled to crawl to Dharmaraja, and dragged him out from under the table.
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