Spy-x-War Showdown

Yang Yi had already subdued two bodyguards. He pulled the pistol, still under his control, from his hand and tossed it to Zhang Yong, who was walking out of the cabin. Zhang Yong caught the pistol thrown by Yang Yi, then without looking back, he lobbed it over his shoulder. After pulling out another pistol from the waistband of each of the two bodyguards he had taken down, he held one in his hand while tossing the other toward the Stone Statue. This text is hosted at novel※fire.net

The Stone Statue reached out to catch the gun, but it slipped through his hands, struck his chest, and then fell to the ground.

Next to the Stone Statue, Paul bent down, scooped his hand, and caught the pistol that was about to hit the floor.

Barbosa’s bodyguards were all incapacitated, and as for Barbosa, he sat still on the sofa.

Yang Yi snatched the phone from Barbosa’s hand and threw it to Brian. Then, with a swift pull on his wrist and a couple of wraps around with his hands, he strangled Barbosa’s neck with a thin line.

Brian held a pistol in his hand, Paul had one too, as did Zhang Yong and Anton.

Now it was no longer Barbosa and Mughal’s bodyguards who held the guns.

"Don’t move, everyone stay still."

Anton began to speak. He looked at Mughal’s few bodyguards, lifted Mughal up by the hair to shield his body, and with the gun in the other hand, nudged it forward slightly, saying, "It’s in your best interest not to move, or it won’t be just your boss who dies."

Yang Yi exerted a bit more force, and Barbosa’s mouth opened wide as he struggled, his hands trying to tear away the thing strangling his neck. But the thin line had already cut into the flesh, making it impossible for him to grab.