My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 953: Golden Finger Man

Swish, swish, swish!

Upon hearing Xiao Zheng’s command, the ten members of the Futu squad hidden in the bushes darted out like leopards.

This sudden scene startled the Demon Shield Bureau agents, and their metal-fingered leader screamed, "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

As he spoke, he retreated backward, displaying extremely swift reflexes.

The other Demon Shield Bureau agents weren’t as skilled as he was and were momentarily stunned.

By then, the Futu squad had already made their move.

Zhao Weiguo, like a fierce tiger, suddenly lunged at a Demon Shield Bureau agent, grabbed a dagger, and stabbed forward.

In the dim night, the flash of cold steel was quick, and the dagger pierced the agent’s neck.

Zhao Weiguo’s expression was cold. He knew that biochemical warriors of the Demon Shield Bureau were extremely resilient; wounds fatal to ordinary people were only minor injuries to them. Therefore, he didn’t pause, his arm suddenly powered, the dagger slicing across, swish, and the head of the Demon Shield Bureau agent soared into the sky.

The human heart continuously pumps blood throughout the body under immense pressure. The blood transport to the brain is one of the largest. With the neck severed, a great surge of blood erupted from the cut vessels, creating a spectacular fountain of blood.

Because Demon Shield Bureau agents have physiques much stronger than ordinary people, the heart’s pumping power, blood impact force, and flow speed are naturally stronger.

After instantly killing this Demon Shield expert, Zhao Weiguo launched another attack on another agent.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Futu squad also achieved results. They did not attack alone, but in groups of two or three, besieging one person.

Due to the sudden attack and the advantage of numbers, the agent was stabbed countless times in a matter of moments, blood spurting, screams echoing, with no chance to fight back, he died instantly.

This was the strategy Xiao Zheng and Zhao Weiguo had discussed!

The Demon Shield Bureau agents were all experts this time, with many A-level masters equivalent to Martial Arts experts in the Innate Realm.

If one person faced one, against such A-level masters, a stalemate would ensue, and the situation might even reverse in the end.

Therefore, they decided that during the ambush, they would concentrate their efforts to eliminate a few enemies first, then focus on the remaining agents.

In the dark, the screams were extremely piercing. In just a moment, four Demon Shield Bureau agents had died. They were all A-level masters, Innate Realm experts, just killed here in confusion.

"Retreat, gather, defend!"

The metal-fingered leader of Demon Shield Bureau was no ordinary figure. In this situation, he quickly made a judgment and issued an order.

The Demon Shield Bureau agents now realized what was happening, and with swift movements, they retreated to the side of the metal-fingered man.

The Futu squad members were about to pursue, but Zhao Weiguo waved them to stop.

Thus, both sides stood off on the road, exuding rolling murderous intent, icy and chilling, making the area seem as if winter had arrived.

"If my memory serves me right, you should be the famous Golden Finger Man of the Demon Shield Bureau, whose metal finger possesses many marvelous abilities and can unpredictably slay enemies."

Zhao Weiguo coldly gazed at Golden Finger Man and said, "In the Demon Shield Bureau, you are an A-level super expert, second only to Red Giant and Steel Man, the few S-level figures. You are truly a fierce general."

Golden Finger Man squinted his eyes and said coldly, "Since you know my identity, shouldn’t you get out of the way? If you continue to block us, you will be in danger next!"

Zhao Weiguo laughed heartily and said, "Are you joking? Look at your team; in such a short period, four are dead, only five are left. We are completely unscathed! By all accounts, we hold the overwhelming advantage."

Golden Finger Man said coldly, "That’s not necessarily true. On the battlefield, it’s not the number that truly decides the outcome, but the quality of the strong."

Golden Finger Man revealed a hint of arrogant disdain in his eyes and said, "Even if all of them die and I’m left alone, I can still take you all down!"

"You have a big mouth." The main reason Zhao Weiguo stopped was to recruit. If Golden Finger Man and his men defected to Futu, their power would increase. But hearing Golden Finger Man’s words, he couldn’t help but get angry.

"Whether it’s big talk or not, you’ll know after the fight." Golden Finger Man chuckled.

Clang, clang!

Suddenly, mechanical sounds emanated from his metal finger. Then, in an instant, the metal finger’s components expanded and transformed into a Western-style longsword a full meter long.

Slender, elongated, and with a needle-like sharp tip.

In ancient times, Western nobles used such longswords in duels, where life and death were decided in an instant.

Swish!

As the longsword took shape, Golden Finger Man flicked a sword flower, and a sharply keen breeze swept forth. A subtle scratch suddenly appeared on a large tree beside the road.

Then, boom, boom, the tree, which was thick enough for a person to hug, toppled over. The cut was exceptionally clean and bright!

"What a fast sword."

Seeing this, Zhao Weiguo’s face changed; he hadn’t even clearly seen how Golden Finger Man made his move.

Moreover, Golden Finger Man was at least four meters away from that tree. The longsword was only one meter long. How did he cut that tree?

Zhao Weiguo remembered the sharp wind and pondered, could it be... the Sword Qi formed when Golden Finger Man wielded his sword?

This was somewhat terrifying. Zhao Weiguo’s face turned grave. An existence capable of cultivating such Sword Qi was definitely not his match!

"A mere trick."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Zhao Guowei and the Futu squad members.

Zhao Weiguo and the others were overjoyed and quickly made way. Xiao Zheng slowly walked out from among them and stood at their forefront.

"Who are you?"

Golden Finger Man squinted, and a gleam of cold light flashed. Xiao Zheng’s comment of "a mere trick" stirred a surge of anger in him.

"Who I am doesn’t matter." Xiao Zheng grinned, "What matters is, you should know your own limits."

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