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Chapter 61 - 61 53 You Call Yourself a Fugitive

Author: Mongkok Night
updatedAt: 2025-06-19

?61: Chapter 53: You Call Yourself a Fugitive?

    61: Chapter 53: You Call Yourself a Fugitive?

    Li Chen’s pupils suddenly constricted!

    “Wan’er!”

    However, the other party’s call was abruptly disconnected.

    What the hell?

    Li Chen’s typically unruffled heart was suddenly in turmoil.

    Wan’er, you absolutely must not be in any trouble; what would I do if something happened to you?

    Li Chen suddenly felt a surge of murderous intent spread through him from head to toe.

    Which bastard was it?

    Taking a deep breath to forcefully control himself, he thought, no, the urgent matter at hand was to find Wan’er’s whereabouts first.

    As he was anxiously waiting, Li Chen’s phone rang again.

    This time, it was a message, sent by Wan’er, with an address.

    Seeing this message, Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

    The fact that she could send a message meant that Wan’er was not yet in the direst situation; there was still time, and he could make it to her.

    Without further hesitation, Li Chen opened the window and his speed increased.

    In a few moments, he had disappeared from sight.

    In the North City District of Linchuan City, there used to be a nationally renowned machine tool factory.

    After it was abandoned, it remained deserted and no new buildings were constructed.

    At this moment, inside the factory, Ouyang Wan’er lay on the ground, her clothes tattered, while the Qilin Princess’s garments were torn, and she was half-kneeling in front, with traces of blood at the corners of her mouth.

    In front of them stood a man dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, his mouth curled in a disdainful expression as he looked at the two women.

    “Is this the strength of China Dragon Soul?” the man said with an unusual tone, his Chinese accent extremely awkward, clearly not a native speaker.

    This man was named Akeson, an international fugitive.

    Ouyang Wan’er and the Qilin Princess had followed orders from their organization to pursue him.

    However, his strength had turned out to be surprisingly formidable.

    Not only had he counter-reconnoitered when being tracked, but he also lured the two into this factory.

    After that, the Qilin Princess and Akeson had fought fiercely, but the Qilin Princess hadn’t even managed to touch the hem of his clothes; instead, she was continuously toyed with, and ended up sustaining internal injuries.

    “China Dragon Soul is disappointingly weak,” the man said in his poor Chinese.

    “But I’m curious, why are you trying to apprehend me?”

    “Is there a need for a reason to catch a thief?” the Qilin Princess retorted coldly, standing up again, “Capturing a fugitive like you is my sworn duty.”

    “Such a naive thought,” the man shrugged, a cold light flickering across his face, “You need to understand something, my dear Miss Qi, those who pursued me before are all dead.”

    “Moreover, I’m not afraid of the police.

    On the contrary, I quite like the police, especially beautiful ones like you, Miss Qi,” Akeson said chillingly, “I have yet to taste an Eastern girl.”

    “Hmph,” the Qilin Princess snorted coldly, “but as for international fugitives like you, I have already slaughtered countless.

    And you, you will just be one among them.”

    “Ha-ha, my dear Miss Qi, you really do pack a punch.

    It’s going to be exhilarating when I have you,” Akeson’s eyes glimmered with greed, “I never expected Dragon Soul to be so generous, sending me two beauties to quench my thirst just as I arrived in Huaxia.”

    Ouyang Wan’er, watching Akeson in front of her, felt anxious inside.

    They had not anticipated that Akeson would be so difficult to deal with, his strength far beyond their expectations.

    Brother Cheen, you need to hurry up.

    Ouyang Wan’er silently chanted in her heart.

    “Don’t worry, I will start by cutting off your tongue!” The Qilin Princess was angry, her eyes brimming with murderous intent.

    “I wouldn’t do that to you, at least not until I’ve had my fill.

    Isn’t that right, my dear Miss Qi?” Akeson did not take the Qilin Princess or Ouyang Wan’er seriously, which had already been proven earlier on.

    The Qilin Princess didn’t speak, already assuming a fighting stance.

    “According to your Huaxia people’s words, you are just a defeated subordinate of mine, and it would be the same no matter how many times you tried,” Akeson’s eyes sparkled.

    However, the Qilin Princess was already charging at him.

    The Qilin Princess, by nature, was competitive; being defeated by him twice in a row did not diminish her fighting spirit but rather ignited it even more fiercely.

    She threw a punch at his face, and as he raised his hand to block, her left foot kicked out.

    Before it could reach him, it was stopped by his palm, and at the same time, his foot suddenly kicked toward the Qilin Princess’s knee.

    When the Qilin Princess tried to intercept and counter, it was already too late.

    Her leg, just raised, was forcefully pressed down by him, throwing her off balance.

    Her left hand slapped the ground, and with a gleam in her eye, she kicked at him again, but he had already anticipated this move, blocked it with his hand, and then raised his right foot high, slamming it down viciously onto the Qilin Princess!

    The Qilin Princess rolled backward, dodging several kicks, but suddenly Akeson landed a blow on her chest.

    With a stifled grunt, she uncontrollably flew backward, skidding across the ground.

    “Puh”

    With that blow, the Qilin Princess spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling completely immobilized.

    “My dear Miss Qi, I’ve already told you, you’re no match for me.

    Now, I’ll take it out on you to satisfy my urges,” Akeson said with a sneer, advancing toward the Qilin Princess.

    Ouyang Wan’er was also in distress, “Qilin, hold on, Brother Cheen will be here soon.”

    “It’s useless how many from Dragon Soul come,” Akeson turned toward Ouyang Wan’er, “I’m afraid they’ll be too late; by the time they get here, I’ll have had my fill, and you’ll both be dead, ha-ha!”

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