Ye Xiong pulled her behind him, grabbing the hand that held the knife and twisting it hard.
With a sickening CRACK, the man's wrist snapped, and the machete clattered to the ground.
Luo Weiwei gasped for breath, her heart hammering against her ribs as if it would burst out. In that single instant, she truly believed she was about to die. Despite her years on the force, this was the closest she had ever come to death. Even with nerves of steel, she couldn't help but feel dazed.
"I saved your life, so we're even for that kiss earlier," Ye Xiong said with a smile.
Then, a series of dull thuds echoed out. By the time Luo Weiwei came to her senses, seven or eight men were already lying on the ground, all knocked unconscious.
This guy is an incredible fighter!
Ye Xiong took out the phone he had taken from the security guard and dialed a number. Moments later, a ringing sound echoed from the adjacent room.