Tragic
Editor: Henyee Translations
The lower part of her calves were burning with pain. Ye Jian grabbed a branch that was slapped on the back of her head with one hand. She jumped into the air and kicked the chest of the bodyguard who was pestering her.
She had been training for many years, so she had quite a lot of strength in her legs. When she kicked Cobra's bodyguard, he fell backward. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He rolled a few times and finally stopped when he hit a tree.
Ye Jian didn't give him any time to catch his breath. The silver wire in her hand was tangled up, and she pulled out a thorn from the bush. She jumped over and brought the thorn down onto the other party's head.
"Ah…"