Jin Kaide and Michael's fight continued.
Temporarily pinning Michael against the wall, Jin Kaide mercilessly delivered two knee strikes.
Michael, seizing the opportunity, kicked Jin Kaide hard in the calf again...!
Zhang Jie on the side was also dumbfounded. What was this?
"Kicking the Cripple's Bad Leg?"
Jin Kaide, wincing in pain, let out a breath, and Michael immediately pushed Jin Kaide away, the Pistol in his hand pointing wildly.
Suddenly, both Pistols were aimed at Emilia, who froze for a moment before drawing her own Pistol and pointing it at the two.
Seeing this, the two immediately redirected their muzzles, this time pointing them at Zhang Jie, who was watching the show... Zhang Jie: ?
However, his reaction was faster; though his mind hadn't caught up, his hands had swiftly drawn two glocks and pointed them at the two.
Instinct +1
With a Pistol pointed at each of their heads, the two froze, then immediately redirected their muzzles again and resumed fighting.
Then Michael knocked the Pistol out of Jin Kaide's hand, but Jin Kaide also grabbed Michael's Pistol, and the two immediately separated.
However, Michael's hand speed was very fast; the moment they separated, he removed the magazine from his Pistol.
Raising his hands, he ejected the bullets from the magazine.
"Hehehehe! Whoa whoa whoa~ Calm down, can we sit down, have some tea, and chat?"
Jin Kaide's Pistol pointed at Michael: "Even a fool like you would think to leave one bullet in the Pistol."
The camera moved down, and the calf that Michael had repeatedly kicked began to gush blood again.
Jin Kaide, still speaking, also felt something was wrong; his vision began to blacken: "Shit! Motherf—"
Jin Kaide's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed directly to the ground, knocking over a nearby shoe rack as he passed out.
Watching Jin Kaide fall, Michael didn't forget to add a snarky remark: "Good night, stinky baby."
Already injured, he had lost a lot of blood when he had just removed the bullet, and now, with Michael repeatedly kicking his injured leg, it was gushing blood. Due to excessive blood loss, he directly fainted.
Emilia was immediately alarmed, quickly putting away her Pistol and rushing to help Jin Kaide: "Come help!"
"Darius Jin Kaide, this guy is the target I'm supposed to protect?"
Michael looked incredulous, damn it!
"My shirt is ruined!"
He muttered to himself as he walked up to Jin Kaide, thought for a moment, but still didn't reach out.
Jin Kaide, a legendary figure in the assassin world, who loved to deliver a fatal blow just as the target was about to succeed, this bastard!
It was he who had ruined his mission, making it fail!
"Jin Kaide?! What the hell are you doing here?!"
"Shut up," Emilia interrupted him, "First, help me get him onto the bed!"
Zhang Jie, leaning against the wall and silently smoking again, felt annoyed... as if a fly was buzzing in his ear.
However, he finally understood why Veronica had recommended this mission; this drama was much more interesting than he had imagined.
An escort mission for a level 3 bodyguard was ruined by a top assassin. Although it saved his AAA certificate, it couldn't save his job, barely allowing him to make ends meet.
And fate always loved to play such jokes; unexpectedly, many years later, the two rivals met again in a narrow path, only this time, the top bodyguard needed to protect the top assassin.
Michael had believed that everything from many years ago was caused by his girlfriend, Emilia. Today, it was Emilia again who brought these two together. Was this fate?
Truly worthy of being an ace bodyguard, only protecting the most elite assassins!
In fact, Zhang Jie had already sensed that unique characteristic of a top assassin from Jin Kaide, just like John.
Even though he had spent so many years in prison, there were still very obvious traces.
The fight between the two seemed comical, but it was actually very professional; prevention, disarming, counterattack—every step was for survival.
Especially Michael's final magazine removal; the only flaw was that he didn't eject the bullet in the chamber, which was a mistake, as that one bullet posed a very high threat.
Michael was still chattering, while Zhang Jie and Emilia had already carried Jin Kaide to the bed to give him a blood transfusion; he couldn't die.
Otherwise, who would he get his 100,000 US dollars from? He hadn't even given him the black card password yet.
After everything was settled, Michael and Emilia started arguing again.
Zhang Jie was a bit speechless.
Michael truly did not want to protect his sworn enemy.
He pointed at Zhang Jie: "Didn't you also call him? I'm not getting involved..."
Emilia, however, stopped him: "You're almost good at nothing, except protecting other people's lives. Protect him, please, and you'll return to the life you've always dreamed of."
Then Emilia glanced at Zhang Jie, and Zhang Jie understood, after all, he had been paid.
Then Emilia looked at Michael and continued: "The extra reward is that you'll never hear from me again."
Michael was silent for a while, then could only stubbornly say: "Deal!"
By evening, Jin Kaide finally woke up.
He looked at Michael sitting on the sofa and couldn't help but speak again: "You're a completely incompetent bodyguard."
"Thanks for the compliment, I don't think a murderer deserves good treatment," Michael retorted mercilessly.
"Honestly, I don't really approve of the bodyguard you hired."
Jin Kaide said this to Emilia, and the object of this statement was, of course, Zhang Jie, because at this moment, Zhang Jie was leaning by the window, smoking.
Michael also turned his gaze to Zhang Jie, and Emilia directly explained, "This is a bodyguard my good friend found for me."
"Bodyguard?"
Jin Kaide stared at Zhang Jie for a while.
Then he quipped: "If he's a bodyguard, I'll throw your ex-boyfriend off this building."
Michael: ?
You're talking, why drag me into this?
Zhang Jie tugged at his collar, looked at Jin Kaide, and smiled: "Although you're a senior, if you're going to say that, then I can only say..."
"You're a great judge of character!"
For the sake of money, I'll tolerate you for now!
Seeing Zhang Jie say such a thing with a serious face, Jin Kaide's lips curved into a smile.
"He's an interesting fellow, at least much better than that dullard."
Jin Kaide said, turning his gaze to Michael, then turned his head away with a hint of disdain.
This time, Michael truly couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"Hey hey hey, what do you mean by that?"
"Nothing, just that you're not professional enough."
"F*** you!"
Clearly, Michael was very displeased with Jin Kaide's sarcasm.
Seeing them argue so much, Zhang Jie looked out the window, then walked straight over and hit Michael on the back of the head.
Michael, who was in the middle of spewing profanities, was suddenly forced into a silent pause.
Jin Kaide, who was retaliating with trash talk, immediately froze, and Emilia also froze, looking at the man slumped on the sofa, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Zhang Jie.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Are you crazy?"
Zhang Jie spread his hands: "He's too much of a chatterbox; I can only use the 'baby's peaceful sleep' method."
?
"Rest well for a day. You've lost too much blood and can't move for now. We'll leave tomorrow. Oh, and don't report the work yet."
Zhang Jie stopped Emilia from making a phone call.
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