After Crossing Over, I Marked the Empress

Chapter 136 : Trust Me

When suddenly attacked, Shen Han initially thought her undercover identity had been exposed.

But quickly, she guessed the truth of the matter.

First, if her identity had truly been revealed, they certainly wouldn't have just come at her with beer bottles.

Another reason was that Shen Han had spotted the thug sitting beside the drug lord, who had quickly flashed her the middle finger.

So, the previous incident should be a spontaneous act of revenge, rather than a premeditated action.

'Still, it's troublesome. That drug lord definitely won't let this go.'

'Does he have a gun? If things spiral out of control, I'll have to seize it and take out all the serious criminals here.'

Having made her decision, Shen Han appeared increasingly calm.

She looked directly at Yan Bo without fear: "Have I offended you?"

After that commotion, no one in the private room was still dancing or having fun.

All eyes were on Shen Han, their gazes conveying different meanings.

Some were gloating, some curious for gossip, and some admiring.

But regardless of their attitudes, not a single person stepped forward to intervene.

Even the host of this party hadn't spoken up, so naturally, others wouldn't say much.

Moreover, they were curious about what backing this woman who dared to challenge Yan Bo had.

Having removed her jacket, Shen Han wore a black shirt.

The shattered glass had cut her temple, and fresh blood trickled down her cheek, accentuating her cold expression and giving her a lone wolf aura.

The two drug dealers whose bones she had broken were carried to a corner.

Dozens of people retreated to the edges of the room, leaving an open space in the middle littered with cigarette butts and bottle caps.

Yan Bo stubbed out his cigarette on the table and stood up from the sofa.

"You've offended me now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped onto the table, kicking empty bottles and ice buckets at Shen Han while charging towards her across the tabletop.

As the leader of a drug trafficking group, Yan Bo's fighting skills were not weak.

This was evident from the imposing manner of his sudden attack.

Seeing Yan Bo and Shen Han engage in close combat, the onlookers instantly became excited as if injected with adrenaline.

Some began whistling, while others cheered and shouted.

Ren Hui had his bodyguards clear away the crowd blocking his view.

He leaned back on the sofa in a very relaxed posture, watching the two fighting in the open space, lost in thought.

As soon as they clashed, Shen Han knew that although this man was trained, he was no match for her.

His skills were probably on par with an average bodyguard.

But she couldn't defeat him with one strike like she did with other thugs.

Doing so would reveal too much of her fighting prowess.

Moreover, not a single person in this private room was on Shen Han's side.

Performing too impressively might lead to her being surrounded.

Although she was an excellent fighter, she wasn't invincible.

She could still be injured if caught off guard, and two fists couldn't fend off four hands.

Based on this, Shen Han could only engage in an "evenly matched" struggle with her opponent for a while.

Then find an opportunity to disable one of his hands.

Shen Han had always despised such criminals who made a living from drug trafficking.

If it weren't for the fact that this operation was far from over, Shen Han would have killed him outright.

Drug lords have no humanity; their deaths wouldn't be mourned.

Just then, Yan Bo suddenly pulled a paratrooper knife from his ankle and stabbed fiercely at Shen Han's face.

The paratrooper knife's blade was extremely sharp, with a notch specifically designed for cutting ropes, which could also cause rapid blood loss.

Ordinary thin blades, when thrust into the body, are difficult to pull out due to blood viscosity.

Weapons with blood grooves create irregular wounds, facilitating both bleeding and extraction, causing devastating damage.

If Yan Bo's knife struck Shen Han, she would have no chance of survival.

At this moment, many of the thugs watching the spectacle stopped cheering as they had before.

The Omegas brought here were terrified, trembling and not daring to continue watching the fight.

Although most of the invitees present weren't good people, not everyone could accept witnessing a killing in person.

The thought of that bespectacled woman dying brutally on the spot sent chills down the spines of even those with criminal records.

At this moment, everyone in the Peace Palace command center was also extremely tense.

The special team leader held the communication device that was in a connected state.

As soon as the Empress gave the order, he would immediately have the tactical squad begin their assault.

Although doing so would mean all the plans for Jinxi Entertainment City would end here, the safety of the undercover personnel had to be the top priority!

However, to the special team leader's surprise, the Empress had yet to give the order.

He could sense that she was more concerned about Captain Shen's safety than anyone else in the room.

Her face had turned pale, and the low pressure surrounding her seemed to freeze the air in the entire command center.

Gu Junwan stood before the monitoring screen, her palms pressed hard against the edge of the control panel, barely maintaining her balance.

She had bitten her tongue, filling her mouth with the taste of blood.

Her eyes were cold and solemn as she stared at the knife tip lunging forward on the screen, feeling as if her own heart might stop beating.

Two or three seconds earlier, she had seen Shen Han make a hand gesture while grabbing her opponent's collar.

It was a tactical signal unique to the two of them, with a simple meaning: Trust me!

It was because she saw this that she hadn't ordered the assault.

However, no matter how much she trusted Shen Han's decision, watching her being attacked like this still filled her with overwhelming worry and fear.

In that instant, Gu Junwan even had an impulse: she wanted to keep Shen Han under her watchful eye, never letting her leave her side again!

Under everyone's breathless gaze, Shen Han caught Yan Bo's knife-wielding wrist.

A knee strike hit his ribcage.

Simultaneously, she pushed him straight towards the huge LCD screen embedded in the wall.

This was the combination attack Shen Han had devised the moment Yan Bo pulled out the paratrooper knife.

From the moment Yan Bo brought out this bleeding weapon, Shen Han had no intention of letting him leave this private room alive.

At this point, only one of them could survive.

The instant his wrist was caught, Yan Bo knew something was off about his opponent's identity!

That reaction speed, the precision of the grip, and the force - these couldn't possibly belong to a mere floor manager of an entertainment center.

He tried to shout for help but couldn't utter a word due to the knee strike that followed.

His broken ribs pierced his internal organs.

His lungs were severely bruised, with blood flooding into his chest cavity.

"Boom!"

The LCD screen shattered as both of them crashed through the hollow wall behind it.

Shen Han seized the knife and plunged the blade into his throat.

The detective glasses were splattered with blood.

The monitoring screen in the command center turned crimson.

The special team members let out a long sigh of relief at this point.

Two narcotics officers who had been transferred in had red-rimmed eyes and simultaneously saluted the screen.

They had written their wills on their first day of joining the force.

They had witnessed many colleagues sacrifice themselves during operations, and these heroes couldn't even have tombstones erected after death, as drug dealers might follow grieving relatives to carry out revenge.

In many countries, narcotics officers suffer the highest casualties among police.

The peace many people enjoy is because some are bearing the burden for everyone else.

Gu Junwan, however, didn't relax.

Shen Han had killed Yan Bo in self-defense, but the situation she would face next could be even more dire.

Entertainment Center, Party Private Room.

Shen Han emerged from the shattered hollow wall, her clothes covered in blood.

Holding the paratrooper knife she had pulled from the drug lord's throat, she spoke coldly: "I've killed Yan Bo. Does anyone want to avenge him?"

After saying this, she removed her glasses with one hand, revealing a pair of eyes like black obsidian, bright as stars.

The blood on the lenses severely obstructed her vision; she needed to maintain her best combat state.

The heavy smell of blood spread from inside the wall, quickly filling the entire private room.

The Omegas hiding at the back of the crowd began to bend over and vomit.

Some wanted to escape this suffocating room, but just as they reached the door, before they could turn the handle, they were knocked to the ground by two thugs guarding the entrance.

For a moment, no one dared to speak.

Little Ma and Da Wei cowered in the corner, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Shen Han.

Shen Han walked to the nearest table, tossed her glasses into an ice bucket where the ice had already melted, rinsed them, and put them back on.

Ren Hui stepped forward under the close protection of two bodyguards.

He frowned, looking at Shen Han with a very troubled expression: "This is my welcome party. How did it turn into a deadly affair?"

Shen Han: "Brother Hui, you saw what happened. He pulled out a knife to kill me. What could I do?"

As she spoke, she kept her eyes fixed on him.

She knew whether or not she would have to fight for her life against this roomful of people depended entirely on how this Ren Hui handled the situation.

Ren Hui stood there thinking for a long time before finally addressing the entire room.

"You're all friends I invited here. I hope no one will spread word of tonight's incident. You all know Boss Yan's identity. If anyone's loose talk leads to a federal police investigation of the entertainment center, I won't let them off!"

"Those who want to stay and continue the party, all expenses are waived. Those who don't, leave quickly."

After saying this, he turned back to Shen Han: "Go clean up the blood on you first, then come find me later."

Hearing his arrangement, Shen Han knew he intended to downplay the incident.

But she didn't dare let her guard down. After nodding, she grabbed her jacket to cover her head, held onto the knife, and walked straight to the door.

Wherever she passed, the crowd immediately parted, afraid of provoking this harbinger of death.

Some Omegas, too frightened to run, collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with panic, bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Han paid no attention to those around her. She kept her eyes straight ahead as she left the private room.