'His skill is really monstrous. No wonder he became a world-class MMA champion at the age of 20. Combining different martial arts, huh?' Yellow Tiger suddenly remembered a scene from two days ago when he met up with their employer.
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Two days ago...
In Dale Ford's exclusive villa, Dale Ford was wearing a velvet suit and was seated in a vintage chair which was made using a hand carving technique that dates back to the 15th century, a seat that is worth tens of thousands of dollars alone. He was enjoying a glass of wine from a bottle which has fermented for almost a hundred years already.
Across from him, Yellow Tiger stood as he read a document which was the terms of their contract. After skimming through, the blond man frowned.
Dale noticed the change of his expression. Taking another sip of his wine, he inquired, "Is there something the matter? Is the remuneration still not enough?"
"No. The pay is generous enough. It's just I feel this operation is too extravagant..." Yellow Tiger replied.
"The reason?"
"I think that employing twelve yellow rankers is already overkill. Five should be enough, maybe seven as insurance. Plus, all of those employed are relatively skilled and have high ranks within Yellow Mask Ranking. They could easily serve as two or three average yellow rankers in comparison when it comes to performance. With this crew, eliminating a military troop would be easy." Yellow Tiger explained.
"Is that so?" Dale toyed with his wine before speaking again, "I'm just afraid that the twelve of you isn't enough."
"What?!"
"Do not try to fight him nor provoke him. Kill him immediately. Especially when that stupid grin is gone, he becomes unstoppable. A true monster."
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After recovering from shock, the masked men expressed different reactions to Dylan's shocking display of skill. They all looked at Yellow Rhino who lost consciousness with his head bleeding profusely from the throw.
Dylan's throw was done in a lethal way where the huge guy's head was sent smashing to the ground!
Yellow Hyena's brows met and inferred, "This guy did that hook and shoulder throw quite skillfully."
Yellow Fox added, "It seems a former world-class MMA Champion could still pull off some moves, huh?"
"Amazing! I have been itching to fight a decent martial artist. Maybe you could satisfy my urge for battle." Another hitman stepped up. He had a bulky build with long hair. Yellow Ape looked at Dylan excitedly as he charged at him.
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Dylan knew that he caught them in surprise. So immediately after he threw Yellow Rhino, he pulled two pens from his coat. These two were similar to his watch and briefcase because they were also portable firearms.
As he turned around, Dylan removed the caps from the pen and placed them perpendicular to the end of the pen. The pen also transformed and sort of looked like a gun but the difference was the trigger was a button on the top of the pen gun.
These were called Pen Guns. A convenient gun similar to his watch launcher and briefcase gun that allows him to bypass security sensors and help him defend himself in times of crisis similar to this.
It also has a unique feature installed to it which are the mini electric bullets that electrocutes his attackers and allow him to quickly escape from their encirclement. The voltage of the shock could even kill people if hit on the chest. With this, Dylan was able to escape numerous assassination attempts.
After preparing the pen guns, Dylan immediately pointed his gun towards the two marksmen earlier and fired!
*Bang* *Bang*
Being shocked, their reaction speed momentarily lagged. Fortunately, their weapons were already in their hands due to their attack earlier so they were able to use it to defend themselves.
*Tzzk* *Krrzzhh*
But as they blocked it with their weapons, an electric shock followed!
"Argggh!" The two were electrocuted but more importantly, Dylan was able to take care of the two marksmen.
"What was that?"
"A pen... gun?!"
However, the yellow rankers were seasoned killers immediately after the gunfire. They quickly retreated as they retrieved their own handguns and pistols. Aiming at Dylan, they fired.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
Dylan calmly evaded the attacks by using the car nearest to him as cover. As he ran towards the car, he also shot Yellow Cobra and Yellow Hyena who were at the front to prevent them from coming closer.
*Bang* *Bang*
Although the two were able to avoid being shot in vital areas, Yellow Cobra was on his right shoulder while Yellow Hyena was hit on the left. They still could not help but groan from the pain, "Argh!!"
*Tzzk* *Krrzzhh*
"Argggghhh!!" But their suffering did not just end there for the follow-up shock made them fall to their knees and fell down lifelessly.
Hearing them, Dylan mumbled, "Three down, nine more to go."
Dylan's heart bled as this PFV was being raided with gunshots. He consoled himself, 'It's only one car. I still have this parking lot of cars. It also helped save my life so it's worth it.'
Yellow Tigers voice echoed, "Don't kill him but you can aim for his limbs. Surround him."
As they approached, Dylan turned his attention to his briefcase and tried to determine whether it could still function or not. He rejoiced, "Nice, the Main CPU wasn't hit."
He shouted, "Start! Retrieve - Code - SG Jr."
"Huh?"
"What?"
"SG Junior?"
...
Dylan's voice caused confusion which led to the momentary ceasefire. But right at this moment, a white capsule, the size of a finger popped out from the bottom of the briefcase.
"Something came out? A capsule? What's that medicine?" They were even more confused about what the hell was going on right now?
Dylan aimed for the capsule and shot it. He then quickly closed his eyes and swiftly turned around, 'Stun Grenade Junior. It might be little but it could blind people for a dozen seconds or so.'
*Boom*
"Gaaahh!" The masked men's eyes were blinded by the instant flash of light. They all had one thought and felt that they were duped big time, 'A stun grenade that small?!'
After a breath, Dylan quickly sprung up and prepared his pen guns to fire. But, the beast rankers had excellent responses as they quickly covered their heads and slightly crouched down to avoid being shot in the head or the chest.
"Tsk." Dylan was originally planning to eliminate several people at once but these guys truly did have great survival instincts. So, in a split second, he quickly chose two targets and aimed for their hands.
*Bang* *Bang*
*Tzzk* *Krrzzhh*
"Arrggghh!" The two victims had their hands holding their pistols shot. The gun was also shot and electrocuted with the two men. Eventually, they also fell.
"Retreat and regroup! Fire as we fall back!" The blinded Yellow Tiger commanded while he did the same.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
"That's five." Dylan counted.
'I still have nine more shots left.' Dylan crouched down once more. The two pen guns only had 8 bullets each and are non reloadable, which means there were only 16 bullets for him to solve the problem at hand.
'I only have ten seconds left before they recover. I need to finish them and find Rose.' Dylan ran to the front of the damaged car and he used the space between the cars and the wall to follow the beast rankers.
Dylan trained his body daily with increasing intensity as years went by. His current physique could be said to have surpassed his old body when he became a UFC champion.
In just four seconds of sprinting, he was able to catch up to the retreating masked men. Currently, the group of seven paused firing so that they could reload their guns. Dylan took this opportunity and ambushed them.
Swiftly, he used one of the parked flying cars and jumped to get a clearer view on the retreating assassins. He was able to jump one meter vertically and two and a half meters horizontally so he could cover the entire car's length.
"Fuck! Where is he?!" The sound of Dylan's foot stomping on the car was heard. The yellow beast rankers were all frightened as they were afraid they might be the next ones that would be shot. They tried to know where their target was.
"Die." Dylan coldly said. He aimed at two other men and shot.
*Bang* *Bang*
"Noo!" The two quickly went down right after screaming.
"Seven." Dylan landed on the ground on one knee as he got ready to fire again.
"What? How did he get past us?!" Yellow Fox panicked.
"Dimwit! He's on our right! Follow the sound of his footsteps! Fire!" Yellow Tiger quickly determined the general direction of the shots fired.
"En!" All of them nodded. The remaining five were able to adjust their firing direction to the origin of the attack.
*Bang* *Bang*
"Heh! That's nine." Dylan shot at another two as they adjusted their position.
"Argghhh!!" Two more screams were heard.
"How is he so fast?!" The masked man that survived was terrified by Dylan's speed.
"Fuck, how can a weak looking guy be this strong?!" The other survivor could not believe it as well.
"Damn it!!" Yellow Tiger cursed. 'We are just beginning to recover our sight. Does that mean he calculated all of this?! But how can he move like that! Just how could he shoot accurately so accurately in the span of seconds?!'
*Bang* *Bang*
Yellow Tiger heard two shots and electricity squirming accompanied by the screams of his last surviving subordinates. After which, he heard footsteps that drew nearer each second. Coincidentally, his vision started clearing up then he saw a horrifying scene before him.
Their crew could be said the best in the Yellow Beast Ranking yet they were single handedly obliterated by their target. The hunters became the hunted. How ironic this scene was.
"Last one." Dylan indifferently said. He pointed his pen gun on his left hand at Yellow Tiger who was only two meters away from him
But Yellow Tiger did not give up. He felt both humiliation and rage at the same time! However, he could not act recklessly or carelessly in front of this young man. That's why he immediately said, "Wait! Don't shoot me just yet!"
"Hm? Why so?" Dylan blankly looked at him.
"Because I know where your wife might be!" Yellow Tiger revealed.
"What?! Where is she-" The revelation took Dylan by surprise to the point where his aim wavered.
'Chance!' Yellow Tiger took this opportunity and kicked the pen gun out of his right hand with his right foot. The pen gun was blasted away several meters from them.
"Urgh!" Dylan quickly recovered as he lifted his other pen gun on his left hand and tried to aim at Yellow Tiger.
But Yellow Tiger was not to be outdone as he was able to plant his right foot on the ground and shifted his center of gravity to it as he executed a backspin kick to Dylan's temple.
Noticing that his pen gun won't make it in time, he was alarmed because he could not even put a guard up in his temple so he could only lower his neck to his chest to minimize damage.
"Hah!" Nevertheless, the Yellow Tiger's kick still landed to Dylan's face and he was able to send him flying. The impact caused Dylan's neck to twist as he spat blood.
Using his left foot as the stopper, he halted his momentum and faced Dylan. But, by that time, he pointed his gun. Dylan had already recovered footing and shot his last bullet directly to the nozzle of Yellow Tiger's gun!
*Bang*
"He actually- Aarrrghh!" Yellow Tiger wailed as he felt the electricity flow throughout his body.
'What a terrifying man...' That was Yellow Tiger's last thought as his clarity faded.
"Damn, these fodders made me waste time here." Dylan stretched his neck as he walked the pain off. Without looking back, he moved forward to another car.
*Ding*
Suddenly, he heard his phone ring. Dylan grabbed his phone from his phone and he saw that a message from Jared came up. He was even shocked to see how long this message was.
His guard's reply was [ Sir, the white masked people have animals tattooed on their faces. But this isn't the most pressing matter. Alice and I are currently fighting off these masked men but they had few men that wore yellow masks. Now they are pressuring us as we are outnumbered]
Dylan's forehead creased as he read further.
It continued, [We tried to get the 'Black Suits' to the Emergency Exit to reach you but they were blocked by another batch of white masks and yellow masks. You need to run, sir! By the looks of it, they have entered the Tower and they are coming after you. We interrogated those we beat up and they said that the strongest was reserved to kill you.]
"They are attacking the employees that are still in the building to prevent them from reaching me..." Dylan's voice trailed off as he was lost in thought.
But he quickly snapped out of it, when he sensed killing intent from his back. Dylan ducked as a large arm went past him. When he looked to his right, he saw a huge person with a bloodied face. It was Yellow Rhino!
"Little shit! I'm going to pummel you to death!!" The bloody face of Yellow Rhino looked like a deranged beast who only seeks to kill his prey.
"Tch, I was sure I killed you with that throw earlier." Dylan twisted his body and committed a sweeping low kick to Yellow Rhino's foot. He accurately hit the ankle that caused the big guy to lose his balance.
But, Yellow Rhino was a trained mercenary who went through countless battles. He would not let himself fall embarrassingly in front of his target. As he fell, he used his arms and used the momentum to execute a tumbling forwards.
"Horyaah!" He landed stably and launched a barrage of punches at Dylan as he pressed forwards. Each punch he threw was equivalent to a finishing blow from a heavyweight in-boxer. A single punch could even kill a person.
'A certified boxer.' But Dylan was no ordinary person, he quickly read the upcoming attacks and evaded accordingly. When Dylan saw a slightly big swing with his left punch, he quickly performed a counter-punch which hit Yellow Rhino in the left cheek.
*Pow!*
Unfazed, Yellow Rhino just shook it off as he prepared to deliver an uppercut with his right fist. However, Dylan's attack did not seem to end at the counter punch because his right leg was already in a position for a teep (front kick) onto his opponent's stomach!
*Pow!*
'Boxing and Muay Thai?!' Yellow Rhino staggered from the blow no matter how much he tried to hide it.
Dylan's right foot had already been planted firmly to the ground. He suddenly assumed a karate-like stance as he executed a gyaku-tsuki(reverse lung punch) for another body blow on the same spot!
'Is that Kyokushin Karate?!' Yellow Rhino was forced a half-step backwards once more. But he still tried to attack with a left hook.
But to no avail, Dylan had already reverted back to his original position. Without a wasted movement, he quickly executed a roundhouse kick to the face with his left leg.
*Wapow!*
After his roundhouse kick, he was able to quickly regain his stance as he executed a yeop-chagi(side-kick) with his right foot and sent Yellow Rhino flying for several meters.
'This... This... Was that kickboxing and taekwondo just now?! How can someone integrate different martial arts techniques so flawlessly and use it consecutively like that?!' Yellow Rhino looked at him with terror. Fighting Dylan felt like fighting different martial artists attacking almost simultaneously.
"Tell me everything about your contract or else, get ready to die." Dylan threatened.
"Damn it! I admit I can't defeat you..." Yellow Rhino roared as he struggled to stand straight, "Stand up, you bastards! We all have endured hellish training that always nearly killed us. I don't believe that 'that' shock is as painful as the Thunder Hell of those 9 hellish training camps!"
"What is he-?" Dylan was looking at Yellow Rhino with a doubtful look. However, what happened next made Dylan dumbfounded.