Chapter 251
Chapter 251
The morning sunlight streamed through the car window, casting dappled shadows on Victoria's cold, delicate face.
She was driving a low-key black sedan, leaving behind the fake and flashy villa district of the Gonzalez Villa, heading toward the Garcia Group.
It had been some time since she left the Starlight Project Team. Although she had been keeping track of progress through encrypted channels, Victoria still wanted to see for herself what stage the new weapon development had reached.
The car entered a relatively remote suburban road, lined with somewhat run-down factories and sparse greenery on both sides, with very few pedestrians and vehicles.
Victoria habitually observed her surroundings, her eyes alert.
Just as her car was about to pass through an intersection, something suddenly happened!
A blue truck that had been parked on the right side road, looking abandoned, suddenly roared to life without warning. Its engine let out a deep growl, and like a wild horse breaking free, it viciously cut across from the side!
The massive vehicle, with a determined and vicious force, blocked Victoria's path with perfect precision, its tires screeching sharply against the ground!
Victoria's pupils contracted sharply as she slammed on the brakes!
The high-performance sedan stopped dangerously less than 1 foot from the truck's front end. The huge momentum threw her body forward violently, only to be pulled back firmly by the seatbelt.
Her heart beat steadily in her chest, without a trace of panic, only ice-cold sharpness.
She quickly scanned her surroundings—the road was remote, surveillance cameras were scarce. This was definitely not an accident!
Sure enough, the truck's driver and passenger doors were pushed open almost simultaneously, and two men wearing ordinary work clothes, but unable to hide their fierce and violent aura, jumped out.
In their hands, they each gripped a solid iron rod as thick as an adult's forearm, gleaming with cold light!
They came with bad intentions! Their target was clear!
Victoria's eyes instantly turned sharp and cold.
She knew very well that if she stayed in the car, all that awaited her was having her windows violently smashed, then being beaten passively, or even being dragged away with the car. The consequences would be unthinkable.
In a split second, she made the most decisive decision!
Almost the instant those two men approached the car door with their iron rods, Victoria suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt, moving lightning-fast, and without hesitation pushed open the car door and stepped out!
She stood firmly beside the car, her posture upright. The morning breeze blew the hair from her forehead, revealing a stunningly beautiful yet ice-cold face.
Those clear eyes now looked like blades tempered with ice, shooting straight at the two men who were obviously stunned.
One of the men with a scar on his face clearly hadn't expected the target to be so "cooperative." He froze for a moment, then a vicious and contemptuous sneer appeared on his face as he licked his dry lips, "Well, aren't you sensible, coming out on your own? Saves us the trouble of smashing the glass!"
Victoria ignored his crude words. Her voice was ice-cold without a trace of warmth, cutting straight to the point, "Who sent you?"
The other, shorter and stockier man waved the iron rod in his hand, making whooshing sounds through the air, his tone arrogant, "We take people's money and do their dirty work! You can only blame yourself for offending the wrong person! As for who sent us, you can ask the Grim Reaper after you're dead!"
"For money?"
Victoria's lips curved into an extremely faint but unsettling arc. "When the money's good enough, you'll even kill and burn, is that it?"
"Enough talk!"
The scarred man clearly didn't want to say more. His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he growled, "Do it! Make it quick!"
Before his words even finished, the two men, one from the left and one from the right, simultaneously swung their heavy iron rods with vicious force, showing no mercy as they aimed viciously at Victoria's head and shoulder! This stance made it clear they were here to kill her!
If it were an ordinary woman facing this sudden deadly attack, she would probably have been scared out of her wits and collapsed on the ground.
However, they were facing Victoria, two-time underground boxing champion of Suncrest State, and leader of the Shadow Blade organization!
Just as the iron rods were about to strike, Victoria moved!
Her body, as if boneless, slid sideways at an incredible angle and speed, precisely avoiding the scarred man's powerful strike!
At the same time, her right hand shot out like a ghost, not to block directly, but to skillfully grab and twist the stocky man's wrist!
A teeth-grinding crack!
The stocky man let out a piercing scream—his wrist joint had been dislocated by Victoria's seemingly light move!
The iron rod fell to the ground.
All this happened in an instant! The scarred man's strike missed, and before he could change his move, he saw his companion already kneeling on the ground screaming and clutching his wrist. The vicious smile on his face instantly froze, replaced by enormous shock and disbelief!
How could Victoria be this skilled?
However, Victoria didn't give him any time to react!
While dislocating the stocky man's wrist, her left leg, like a steel whip charged with power, accompanied by the sound of cutting through air, delivered an extremely fierce side kick that slammed hard into the scarred man's abdomen!
The scarred man felt an irresistible force hit him. His internal organs seemed to shift position. The intense pain made his vision go black. With a muffled grunt, he was thrown several feet away, landing heavily on the ground. The iron rod in his hand flew out as well. He curled up into a ball clutching his stomach, left with only painful moans.
From the moment they attacked to being completely subdued, the entire process took less than thirty seconds!
Victoria stood in place, breathing steadily, not even a hair out of place.
She bent down and picked up the iron rod that had belonged to the scarred man, weighing it in her hand. Then she walked over to the stocky man who was still wailing while holding his dislocated wrist.
The cold tip of the iron rod, carrying the chill of death, slowly pressed against the stocky man's temple.
Victoria looked down at him from above. In those beautiful eyes, there was now not a trace of human emotion, only an indifference like looking at an ant and an ice-cold killing intent that made one's soul tremble.
Even though she had a devastatingly beautiful face, at this moment in the man's eyes, she was more terrifying than a demon from hell.
"I'll ask one last time," Victoria's voice was soft, yet it pierced the man's eardrums like an ice pick. "Who sent you?"
The stocky man felt the cold touch on his temple and the heavy pressure from the iron rod. Meeting Victoria's emotionless eyes, enormous fear instantly gripped him!
He had no doubt that if he said "no" one more time, the next second his head would be smashed open like a watermelon!
"I'll talk! I'll talk! It was Veda! Veda from the Gonzalez family!"
The man was scared out of his wits, tears and snot running down his face, almost shouting it out, "She gave us five hundred thousand dollars! Told us to block you here, beat you into a cripple, preferably kill you."
Veda!
It really was her!
A cold light flashed in Victoria's eyes, and the icy curve at the corner of her mouth deepened, carrying endless mockery and a chilling air.
It seemed that yesterday's public apology and complete disgrace hadn't taught Veda to behave. Instead, it had triggered her vicious desire to go down fighting.
Since she was so eager to die, then she would grant her wish!