My Youth Began With Him

As she said the words, two daggers shot out from her sleeves and pierced into two guys’ hearts from the back.

Then she grabbed the other two guys’ heads and twisted forcefully.

The process lasted less than ten seconds.

Standing ten meters away, Lu Yan witnessed the psycho woman slaughter all her subordinates.

“No! No!”

She was close with the four trusted subordinates; some of them had worked for her for about seven years. They were like family to her.

But now, her top-level fighters were slaughtered with such ease.

When they opened fire with four machine guns, Lu Yan had thought the woman would die, but the woman moved so fast that she dodged the bullets and even moved behind the guys and butchered them, piercing two men’s hearts and twisting off the other two’s heads.

It went against the natural rules…

“Who on earth are you?” Chills ran down Lu Yan’s spine.

She wondered if the woman wasn’t human at all but a demon, since the woman’s speed and moves went beyond human limits.

Lu Yan began to realize the complexity of the whole issue and wished her dad was here.

She felt she might die here today.

Watching the psycho woman walk toward her step by step, Lu Yan was prepared to do the final battle…

Meanwhile, Qiao Fei had just entered the border in Yunnan.

He was anxious since he had gotten a call from the professor, which was a first in his life.

In the past years, no matter what danger Lu Yan was in, the professor had never asked him for help.

But this time, the professor had specifically asked him to rescue her, which told him how powerful their enemies were.

With the identity of a merchant with Russian nationality, Qiao Fei entered the border successfully with a dozen subordinates.

In five Benz ORVs, they raced on the road near the border.

Without a warning, the string of black buddha prayer beads around his wrist broke and the beads scattered on the floor of the car.

“Stop.”

Qiao Fei yelled with a pale face.

“What’s up, young master?”

“I need some fresh air.” Qiao Fei got out of the car, feeling unsettled.

The string of beads had been with him for years, but now it broke suddenly. It was a bad sign.

When his mother died, the jade he wore on a string around his neck shattered without a warning.

Later, people told him that jade was protected by spirits and its shattering meant disaster.

After his mother died, he had been devastated for a long time.

Seeing the broken string, he remembered Lu Yan, whom he didn’t know was alive or dead.

He dialed Lu Yan’s number repeatedly but couldn’t get through.

“Yan… Wait for me.”

Qiao Fei smoked a Russian cigar on the roadside and got back into the car swiftly.

Gathering the scattered beads, he stringed them together one by one while the car advanced toward the location that the professor had given to him.

Meanwhile, Lu Yan lay in the grass covered in blood, dying.

The woman’s moves were fast and unusually strong.

Lu Yan did all she could but still was beaten for three minutes.

Getting beaten by a high-lever fighter for three minutes was enough for one to become vegetative.

Lu Yan felt her eyelids turned heavy; she wanted to fall into a deep sleep. But she needed to go and rescue her sister; her sister and her unborn nephew were waiting for her…