The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 441: Can’t Win, So Now You Want to Talk?_1

Chapter 441: Chapter 441: Can’t Win, So Now You Want to Talk?_1

Dax Vasquez looked at Carson Flores, his eyes cold and sinister.

Dax Vasquez challenged Carson alone, the first plan of the Vasquez Family. If he could kill Carson smoothly, the subsequent plans would become unnecessary, but if Dax failed to take care of Carson, Plan B would be initiated—using a helicopter to rapidly deploy the four Great Grandmasters they had readied into the battlefield.

Five against one!

A kill without fail!

But Dax Vasquez was defeated; he lost the courage to continue fighting.

He was afraid.

However, as Plan B had just begun, the four Great Grandmasters unexpectedly encountered a mysterious ambush. The helicopter, along with the pilot, crashed, taking down a Vasquez Family Great Grandmaster who failed to escape in time!

East Spring Mountain was selected as the locale by the Vasquez Family specifically because the thousand-zhang cliff could effectively prevent Carson from escaping. However, Carson was still alive, whereas the thousand-zhang cliff had sent a member of the Vasquez Family to his grave.

A bloody loss!

"Kill Carson Flores first!"

Dax Vasquez gave the crisp order. Their purpose for coming was to assassinate Carson Flores to eliminate the trouble for the Vasquez Family and regain the face they had lost.

There were certainly still enemies in the jungle, but as long as they surrounded and killed Carson, he would naturally reveal himself.

As Dax was giving the order, Carson grinned at his pursuers and turned to run.

Carson was indeed formidable, but no matter how formidable, he couldn’t possibly be a match for four Great Grandmasters. If they really managed to entangle him, it was likely he would lose his life within one or two moves.

Of course, Carson wouldn’t give them that chance.

"Chase!"

Dax and the others stepped forward at the same time, chasing into the jungle.

Carson was like a cunning rabbit, using the bushes and other cover to make a swift escape.

"Quick, don’t let him get away!"

Dax and the other four were starting to panic. If Carson got away, wouldn’t the Vasquez Family lose face all the way to Java?

Moreover, given that the Vasquez Family had set a trap in violation of martial community norms and engaged in conspiracy, the word getting out would leave them with even less dignity.

The four Great Grandmasters accelerated their pursuit, not stopping to think much and as a result, they spread out from each other a bit.

Just as the leading Great Grandmaster was about to catch up to Carson, Carson suddenly halted, turned around, and grinned at the old Grandmaster mockingly.

The old man’s heart skipped a beat, a sudden alarm rising in his mind.

A trap!

A whistling sound came from above and the old man frantically looked up, only to see a figure wrapped in a black tight-fitting outfit descending from the sky.

Caught completely off guard, the old man had no chance to dodge and could only strike with full force toward the descending figure in black.

Gang Qi surged like crashing waves.

The figure in black didn’t dodge at all, instead meeting the old man’s palms head-on with a direct and hard clash.

The palms of the two slammed fiercely into one another in midair.

"Puh!"

"Crack!"

The arms of the Vasquez Family Great Grandmaster instantly bent, broke, and shattered, the overpowering force traveling down his arms, destroying everything in its path.

Blood sprayed from the Great Grandmaster’s mouth as he was driven straight into the ground by the blow. His arms were pulverized, his internal organs shattered, riddled with holes.

The figure in black had killed a Vasquez Family Great Grandmaster with a single move, no longer dodging, rushing directly towards the next Great Grandmasters coming from behind.

"Be careful!"

Two Grandmasters were side by side, witnessing the figure in black kill the leading pursuer with one move. They were greatly alarmed and shouted a warning in unison.

The movements of the figure in black were so swift that even though they were Great Grandmasters, they couldn’t dodge in time.

The two split, one to the left and one to the right, both attacking the figure in black.

Unable to dodge, they had no choice but to fight desperately.

The figure in black slammed a palm onto the fist of the Grandmaster on the right while simultaneously raising an arm to block the attack from the left.

The Grandmaster on the right’s face turned crimson with blood, and he was cleaved away by the palm strike, crashing against a tree as thick as a bowl, breaking it.

With hands now free, the figure in black pounced on the Grandmaster to the left.

There was no suspense.

He sent the opponent flying with one palm strike.

Rushing over swiftly before the Grandmaster could get up, he struck with another palm.

The Grandmaster’s chest caved in, and after struggling momentarily, his head lolled to the side, dead.

The figure in black then turned toward the Grandmaster on the right. Just as he was getting up from the ground, the Grandmaster was struck on the crown of his head with a palm, causing blood to flow from all seven orifices, and he fell flat to the ground.

Dax Vasquez’s eyes were filled with terror as three Great Grandmasters were obliterated in the blink of an eye!

An Innate Grandmaster!

There was an Innate Grandmaster with Carson!

Dax turned to run, shouting loudly into his collar, "There’s someone in black, an Innate Grandmaster; they’ve all been killed..."

His steps halted abruptly because Carson was standing in front of him, staring at him.

Behind was the figure in black.

With a look of despair, Dax turned his body sideways, facing the approaching figure in black, "Let’s talk!"

Carson laughed, "The Great Grandmaster who came with Santino Vasquez to kill me also said the same thing just before his death. I’ve noticed a habit among you Vasquez people; when you hold the winning card, you’re silent and go straight for the kill. But when you’re about to die, that’s when you think of talking..."