Chapter 65: Assistant

Inside a warehouse at night, a few figures were seated under an orange bulb light and playing cards, five men in total. They were not the only men here, as there were other men in bodysuits scattered around and holding high-tech weapons in their hands. They kept the place safe and ensured that no one who was not meant to be here managed to get into the place.

"Haha, I win again. You lot are completely useless," one said as he leaned back into his chair.

Suddenly, the sound of a car pulling up outside the warehouse reached their ears, and they all stopped.

"We expecting someone?" the youngest asked. He had a buzz cut and a scar across his face.

"Nah, everything is done for the day," the second replied. He had flowy hair and tanned skin. He looked like the type of guy who took his appearance very seriously.

"Hey, someone go check who the fuck that is!" the man who had won the game of cards yelled out. He seemed older than the rest here, probably in his thirties and probably the one who was in charge.

With his instructions given, two men walked out the small door and saw a black car parked across the street under a flickering streetlight. There was a figure leaning on it.

A woman dressed in a black suit and sleek trousers. She had her hair tied into a ponytail. It was none other than Kate’s assistant. She had a metal rod that was as long as her body in her arms, and in her other arm was a lit cigar. She drew a deep puff and then let the smoke into the air.

"Sigh, I hate that this had to be a part of my job. I’d rather not take out useless trash, but then again, it’s the only time I get to free up some tension." As she finished speaking, she stepped forward.

"Hey, stay back and identify yourself, or we will shoot you down right now," one of the men barked, but she kept walking, not even pausing for a moment to listen to them.

Seeing the situation, the men raised their guns and pointed at her. "We said stop, you fucking bastard! You ain’t allowed here."

"Put those toys away before you hurt yourself," she said in a calm tone.

The men glanced at each other. Seeing that she was not willing to step back at all, they immediately opened fire. The sound of their guns rattling filled the air, but as they stopped shooting, she was no longer there.

"I said keep those toys away." The one to the left heard her voice first. He turned in fear and tried to react, but it was far too late. She swung her staff and slammed him right in the face, throwing him into the wall of the warehouse. She spun around and delivered a clean kick into the chest of the second, sending him through the air as well.

Her eyes had already turned to the first one she had attacked. She rushed at him fast and swung her staff down as he struggled to get back on his feet. She shattered his shoulder and sent him into agonizing pain. Then she turned to see the second man, who was also getting up. She hurled her staff like a spear, and with its blunt end, it stabbed into his shoulder and came out the other side.

He screamed like a wild goat and collapsed to the floor. She walked over and pulled her staff out before turning to look at the door. With the sound that had been made, they would be expecting her.

She smiled and walked to the door, dug her hand into her pocket, and pulled out a small metal pill with a red button. She pressed it, and the button began to glow. She kicked the door open and tossed it inside. What followed was a massive explosion.

Everyone inside had already been on high alert after the sound they heard outside, so when the explosion happened, they began unloading their entire magazines at the spot, shooting with all they had to try and kill whoever was there.

The moment their bullets ran out and they moved to reload, she stepped in, through the smoke, through the chaos, and they all saw her figure form. Before anyone could respond to her presence, she leaped into the air and grabbed one of the railings, throwing herself onto the balcony above.

There was a line of men there with guns. She smiled and charged at them. She moved so fast that she became a blur. She spun in the air and delivered a clean attack to the side of the first man’s head with her staff. He banged off the wall, and then she kicked him right into the arm of the second.

The third man had loaded his gun and aimed to shoot. She rushed ahead, then leaped off the side of the platform, and from the outside, she stabbed her staff down. It locked into the gap of the railing, allowing her to swing back in with a knee right into the head of the third man. The force was so great that he cracked the side of his head as he slammed against the wall and collapsed.

She then attacked number two, whom she had left behind, hitting the back of his leg and sending him to the ground before using the base of her staff to shatter his throat.

She looked up, and all of the remaining men were ready for her. They started firing nonstop. She moved through them like she was untouchable. Bodies were sent flying, some dead, some alive. She did not care. She simply mowed them down while the men shouted to each other to try and stop her.

In a matter of seconds, she had mowed down all the armed men, and now all that remained were the five down there, who were looking at her like they had seen the devil.