MM Racing Chapter 944 Trading injury for injury
Chapter 944 Trading injury for injury
Gu Nan had never fought like this before. In the past, when carrying out missions, he emphasized precision and efficiency, never letting himself get caught up in such a chaotic fight. But today was different. Ran Qiuye and the child were still part of the enemy's plan. If he took a step back, his family might be doomed.
"Who else?" Gu Nan growled, his voice hoarse but intimidating. The remaining brothers looked at his bloodied appearance, their hands gripping their weapons trembling, and none of them dared to step forward.
Gu Nan was panting, blood still seeping from the wounds on his arms and calves, but that didn't diminish the sharpness in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Du, who was not far away, and a sneer curled his lips. "Next, it's your turn, right? Don't dawdle, come together and save time."
Zhang Du tightened her grip on the short crossbow, her eyes fixed on Gu Nan. She could see clearly that, despite being injured, this guy's movements were still sharp. In the fierce battle just now, he had single-handedly taken down most of his men, his ruthlessness truly astonishing. But now, Gu Nan's body was covered in blood, and his breathing was a little erratic, clearly at the end of his strength.
"If not now, when?" Zhang Du's heart was set on him. Without hesitation, she charged forward like an arrow. She had calculated that Gu Nan's movements would slow down after his injury, and she had already aimed the poison arrow at his chest. If she could hit him, even the most formidable opponent would lose their strength in an instant.
But after several rounds, Zhang Du's heart grew heavier. This Gu Nan was simply too strong. Even injured, he was still incredibly agile. Her poison arrows missed his target by a hair's breadth several times, and she was forced back repeatedly by his pistol. If she dragged it out any longer, and he recovered by the time he recovered, she was afraid she would be in trouble.
She caught a glimpse of Cunning Rabbit standing beside her and hurriedly shouted, "Cunning Rabbit! I can't handle this alone. He's not right. He doesn't look seriously injured at all! Come and help me!"
Cunning Rabbit turned to look at Zhang Du, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He knew Zhang Du's character all too well—despite her female form, she was more agile than most of the men on the team, and her ruthlessness and adaptability were unmatched. Normally, she was a man of few words, and rarely took the initiative to make arrangements. But now that she had specifically called him over, it was clear she was serious and intended to personally intervene.
He immediately stopped hesitating and took out a specially made short blade from his waist. The blade was only half a foot long, but it had a cold luster like it had been tempered by ice, and there were faint serrated lines on the edge - this was an old friend he had used for five years. It had followed him from the rainforest to the desert, and the blood it had drunk could fill half a wine jug. It was the most handy one. He weighed the short blade, and when he looked at Zhang Du, a smile with fighting spirit appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, we haven't fought side by side for half a year. Today is a good time to stretch our muscles and cooperate well, so that this ignorant Gu Nan can see that we are not easy to mess with."
Zhang Du raised her hand and untied the scabbard from her waist. The scabbard looked like an ordinary piece of black cloth, but with a slight flick of her wrist, the blade slashed a dazzling silver arc in the dim light of the factory, and the air seemed to be tinged with a bit of sharpness. She gripped the hilt, her knuckles slightly white from the pressure. She looked at Cunning Rabbit with a calm gaze, but her tone was filled with unquestionable determination: "Alright, then, cooperate well this time. We must keep Gu Nan here today. This is also... our last chance to join forces."
The smile on Cunning Rabbit's face suddenly faded. How could he not hear the hidden meaning in her words? Once this job was over, she was afraid she would leave the industry completely, go her separate ways, and perhaps never see each other again in this life. The days of shielding each other back to back in the hail of bullets, sharing a dry biscuit in the desert, were finally coming to an end. It felt like something had pricked his heart, and he felt an inexplicable complex feeling: regret, reluctance, but more of a tacit understanding.
He didn't ask "why" again, nor did he say "see you later." He simply nodded emphatically, gripping the short blade tighter, his fingertips rubbing the familiar serrated pattern. Some things need no elaboration. Right now, the only way to live up to the days spent together, through thick and thin, and finally put a fitting end to this friendship was to grab their weapons and charge forward side by side, winning the battle.
The fight in the factory building had ceased at some point, leaving only the muffled groans of the wounded on the ground and Gu Nan's blood-soaked figure, standing there like a steel stake. Zhang Du struck first, his soft sword piercing Gu Nan's side with a sharp, air-piercing crack like a serpent emerging from a hole. Cunning Rabbit followed closely behind, his short blade gliding along the ground, attacking Gu Nan's lower body. The two, one above and one below, coordinated with each other seamlessly, more tacitly than in any other practice.
Zhang Du and Jiao Tu exchanged glances, instantly reaching a tacit understanding. They moved from the left and right, flanking Gu Nan. Zhang Du's short crossbow remained trained on Gu Nan's vital points, the dark blue light of its poisonous arrows gleaming coldly in the dim factory. Jiao Tu, gripping the short knife at his waist, moved as lightly as a cat, aiming for Gu Nan's chance to move.
Gu Nan took a deep breath, suppressing the stinging pain in his arms and calves. He jerked back, avoiding Zhang Du's poisonous arrow—the arrow grazed his shoulder and lodged itself in the wooden crate behind him, its tail still humming. He didn't dare delay, using the momentum of his retreat to twist his body and point the pistol at Cunning Rabbit. The moment he pulled the trigger, Cunning Rabbit had already ducked and rolled to the side. The bullet struck the metal shelf, sending up fragments that nearly scratched his face.
"What are you still hiding!" Cunning Rabbit growled, unsheathing his dagger with a cold flash, darting directly at Gu Nan's lower body. Zhang Du seized the opportunity to swerve from the side, wielding three more poisonous arrows in a fan-shaped pattern, aiming them at Gu Nan's chest, blocking any angles for him to dodge.
Gu Nan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly ducked, bracing himself with his left hand as he lashed out with his right leg like a whip. This kick was swift and fierce, landing squarely on Zhang Du's knee. Zhang Du stumbled back two steps, dropping one of his poison arrows. But the cunning rabbit's dagger was already within his reach, and Gu Nan could only twist his body. The blade grazed his ribs, sending a trail of blood and sending a searing pain through him.
"Now!" Gu Nan gritted his teeth, ignoring the wound in his ribs as he slammed the pistol in his right hand into the side of Cunning Rabbit's face. Cunning Rabbit's head tilted sideways, and Gu Nan seized the opportunity to advance, his left hand firmly grasping Cunning Rabbit's knife-wielding wrist while his right hand drew the short blade hidden at his waist. This time, determined to injure both sides, the short blade pierced Cunning Rabbit's lower abdomen with pinpoint accuracy, while Cunning Rabbit's short blade inflicted another deep wound on his arm, visible to the bone.