Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 116 32. Face to face
The figure, having struggled to leap up, stood firmly in place, the deep, dark elevator shaft whistling behind them like a ghost reaching out to grab their ankles in a chilling way.

He Ye's chest heaved as he gasped for breath. Thirty or forty seconds had passed since he climbed up the steel rope. In that time and distance, no one knew what might happen—whether it would be missing someone, parting ways, or even leaving behind irreparable regrets.

Therefore, he is now anxious and even uneasy.

Forgetting even to rest, He Ye rushed towards the direction of the commotion. The sounds of battle echoed throughout the entire Third Platform, like the furious roar of thunder drums. At his feet lay his gradually cooling fingers, and the corpses of dead agents were scattered all around him. The thought that these people lying on the ground might very well be faces he recognized filled He Ye with unbearable unease.

Why is this happening?

Why is Loris here? And what was the meaning behind the things she didn't finish saying?
There were too many things He Ye couldn't understand, and his heart was filled with confusion. But he knew he had to come back, even if it meant he might not be able to escape and would fall into hell with them.

Because he didn't hear what was said clearly.

"Krauzer!"

Commissioner Winston's roar was like a gust of wind whistling past his ear.

He Ye suddenly looked up. He was standing behind everyone and took in the chaotic scene.

Krauser, Winston, and Lorre were taking turns attacking Yugiri. They used all their fists and kicks, shouting themselves hoarse, confronting her fierce offensive from different positions, their eyes resolute enough to melt iron.

The flashing blades tore through the surroundings.

Meanwhile, the gun barrel of Loris spat out continuous fire, the brass bullets cratering the support pillar where Monica was hiding, sending shards of stone flying everywhere! She was suppressing Monica!
The battle was extremely fierce.

After not seeing each other for so many days, and under these circumstances, He Ye truly didn't want this to be the last time they met. Things were bad on the left and trouble on the right, but he couldn't deal with Xi Wu's side yet; he needed to at least pull someone away.

Loris reloaded her magazine and hid behind the wall, taking a deep breath as she prepared to close the distance. She wanted to subdue the female gunslinger in close combat before helping with the intense melee over there.

Suddenly, she felt someone approaching from behind.

Loris whirled around, simultaneously turning her gun around, the black barrel of the submachine gun pressed against the man's chest. The next second, she was speechless, even her eyes showing astonishment.

He Ye stood in front of her.

"You... how did you get back?" Loris was so shocked that she almost dropped her gun, her heart skipping a beat.

Did you just say something very important to me?

"Wha, what?"

He Ye placed his hands on her shoulders, her pale golden hair brushing against the back of his hands, and asked earnestly:
"What was that look you gave me at the elevator? What were you trying to say to me? I know you're probably worried about me, but I mean, why were you so worried that you were sad enough to cry?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Loris felt a sudden surge of emotions welling up inside her. She hadn't expected He Ye to return so suddenly at this moment, and the feelings she had previously expressed, which had seemed like rambling nonsense, now left a gap in her heart, making it difficult for her to speak for a moment.

He Ye just looked at her.

She stared blankly at He Ye.

Their eyes were filled with each other's faces, staring at each other.

She didn't know how much time had passed; perhaps a second or two was a long time for her.

“I…” Loris avoided eye contact, lowered her head, and choked with sobs.

But right now!
Someone rolled over next to the two of them.

Lor rolled awkwardly on the ground, finally stopping with one hand supporting his weight, the skin on his palm scraped raw and bleeding. The opponent's knee strike to the abdomen had sent a burning pain through him, making his stomach acid churn.

Then Lor reluctantly looked up and ahead.

Then I felt lost.

Now it was his turn to be taken aback.

The battle ahead was a fierce fight, but what were these two people doing? They were facing a girl leaning against the wall, hesitant to speak. Good heavens, even if they were in love, they should at least consider the time and place.

"You..." Lor hesitated, then turned to He Ye and said with difficulty, "Hey, why are you back again? Has reinforcements arrived already?"

This matter is more important right now.

The reason Lor and the others were still fighting was to wait for reinforcements from the agents below. Since He Ye had already gone down and come back up in the elevator, the only possibility was that he brought back reinforcements.

He Ye understood that he couldn't ask any further questions, so he simply shook his head and replied:
"The elevator is broken."

"What?" Lorre exclaimed in disbelief, "The elevator is broken?"

"Yes, it was stuck in the elevator shaft and couldn't go any further, so I sabotaged the elevator and climbed up. At least compared to doing nothing, I might be able to help you by coming up here."

There was a flaw in He Ye's words, because there were signs of tampering inside the elevator. But they couldn't be sure right now, they could only rely on one side of the story. Even if they wanted to be sure, they would have to wait until this matter was over and personally inspect the elevator shaft to find it, but by then it would be too late to hold anyone accountable.

Commissioner Lor's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty after hearing this, and he was already having second thoughts. Without backup, it would be very difficult for them to defeat these two enemies on their own.

They might all have to give up here.

"What do we do now?!" Lor frowned. "We can't go down now, we can only risk our lives!"

“No,” He Ye said again, “there is another way. We should be able to retreat now. No one will be paying attention to the ladder because the fighting here is so intense.”

"Is there another way out?" Lor's expression changed again, feeling like he was on a drop tower.

Couldn't this police officer just finish what he was saying in one go?
"It's on the far left, where you can see a raised piece of sheet metal floor. Pull back the partition and you'll find a ladder to go down."

He Ye's meaning was clear: "You should go down from that side now."

After a long silence, Lor took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that he understood. However, if they were to retreat, everyone would have to retreat first. Although they couldn't eliminate the two enemies right now, as long as they held the ground below, they wouldn't be able to leave the top of the tower and would eventually be trapped and die.

"I will inform Krauser and Winston of this news and need to hear their opinions before making a decision."

Lor reluctantly stood up, wiped his mouth with his hand, and then charged forward angrily like a rampaging bull.

Now there were only two people left around.

The submachine gun in Loris's hand had already been taken by He Ye. She wasn't holding it very tightly, and her eyes flashed with many emotions.

He Ye took a deep breath and continued his questioning, this time even speaking bluntly:
"You don't like me, do you?"

"Ah...uh..." A burning blush quickly crept up the girl's cheeks; she was so shy that she even opened her mouth and stammered.

He Ye could actually guess what she meant by what she hadn't finished saying, but he could only ask, not speculate or guess. His complicated feelings turned into hesitation lingering in his heart.

At this point, it seems we should wait for her answer.

Kloris's portable radio suddenly rang, and the message coming from it was almost identical to what He Ye had just reported.

The elevator got stuck for some reason and didn't come down, so they couldn't go up to provide support. Now, the people down below are asking if the advance team is alright.

"Hey, how's it going?"

The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie sounded like someone having a casual chat.

"very bad!"

The buzzing of the walkie-talkie carried Lor's roar, overlapping with the shouts of the man fighting right beside him, both filled with resentment.

"I understand... Prepare to retreat."

Then came Winston's deep, muffled reply.

The injury appears to be serious.

As the situation shifted in a way that seemed to have been created unintentionally, He Ye felt relieved. Although the most serious problem had not been solved, at least he no longer had to fight; there would always be a way to resolve the situation later, because everything depends on human effort.

Lorice stood up, having calmed down. She simply avoided the question in a low voice: "Why...did you come back?"

"..." He Ye remained silent for a moment before agreeing, then said, avoiding the main point, "The elevator was broken, so I came back. The order to retreat has been given, so let's go quickly."

"What I just said... I..."

What Lolis really wanted to ask was why she was the first person to come back, as if that was why. But this time, He Ye pulled her up by the wrist without warning and led her to the left. Logically, they should have been careful to avoid the female gunslinger, but the enemy seemed to have already moved to a different position, not seeing them at all, and not even firing a single shot to stop them.

We passed over the load-bearing walls.

The two people had already arrived around the ladder.

He Ye looked at the partition that had long been closed, with the commissioner's body lying on top of it. This was a precaution he had left here to prevent anyone from coming up from here. Now, he moved it aside intact, dragged the commissioner's legs away, and thanked the man for his sacrifice.

Then, forcefully pull open the partition.

The view was extremely high, with tiny human figures and the four ends of the extended iron tower below. The building, constructed of steel beams, was a full hundred meters high.

He Ye told Lolis to go down first; all she had to do was climb to the second platform. She couldn't leave yet; she had to stay and wait for her friends to arrive. "You go down first," He Ye said.

"Why?...And what about you?" Loris didn't move.

He Ye lied and said, "I'll be the second one down. I didn't say I wasn't leaving; I just wanted you to go down first."

Loris hesitated upon hearing this, as she always was, always indecisive on important matters. At this moment, Lor arrived, disheveled and ready to retreat, but clutching his injured abdomen, he watched the two people in front of him begin their tender, hesitant exchange, and something within him died.

Lor's expression was grave, but he didn't forget to offer a reminder, his teeth clenched in anger:

"You two, if you're going to get down, then get down now! If not, let me go first!"

"..."

He Ye and Lolis said no more. He was right; time was short and the task was heavy.

Make way, Lolis also stepped aside.

“I’ll stay behind to cover the retreat,” Loris simply said.

He Ye was speechless, unsure what to say. Luo Er had already stumbled over, and glancing down, his face paled slightly; falling from that height would be certain death.

You absolutely must not let your hand slip.

Lor thought to himself that even his fingers were twitching, then took a deep breath and climbed down.

Clangs of gunfire came from behind.

Clearly, Monica and her team wouldn't easily let the agents who wanted to retreat go. Now, Krauser and Winston were there to cover for them, but with one less person and Monica's support, they were now like stray dogs.

He Ye looked at Lolis beside him, then at the knife in his hand, and finally just sighed softly.

All we need to do is retreat; retreating will solve the problem.

At that moment, Klaus seized the opportunity, rolled backward, and then sprinted towards him with all his might, like a 100-meter sprinter, shouting, "I'll go first!"

Winston's eyes narrowed, but he gritted his teeth and parried Yuugiri's attacks, sparks flying as his strength waned.

Then, a burst of gunfire erupted!

Unfortunately, the bullets all hit Krause's heels, missing by a hair's breadth due to the shooter's angle.

Krauser was about twenty meters from the evacuation ladder when he saw two people there to meet him. He felt a surge of relief, as if he had escaped a disaster. Loris knelt down and fired back, but her accuracy was erratic, as she had to avoid hitting the two agents who were running back.

But then a muffled thud!
Krauser suddenly noticed a dark shadow flash past him.

That was Winston.

Krauser was suddenly taken aback, not expecting Winston to have retreated before him—no, it wasn't a deliberate retreat, because his figure was in mid-air without his feet touching the ground, it looked like he had been knocked away.

But anyway,
Winston was indeed ahead of him.

While Krause was lost in thought, he didn't stop walking, but his pace inevitably slowed down, as if he would subconsciously be distracted whenever he saw a train speeding by on the side of the road.

Two bullets suddenly pierced his calves, cold sweat broke out, and pain swept over Krauser's entire body.

Ten meters to go.

The ability to run has become distorted.

Klaus could only grit his teeth and roll forward with all his might, like an athlete leaping across the red line, now only a few meters away.

Fortunately, the two officers are close enough to provide support, and hopefully they will! If Krauser has even a second, he can turn around and continue rolling forward, thus escaping successfully.

And the two people who were there to meet them.

He Ye reached out and caught Winston steadily without taking a single step back.

Winston's eyes were already showing signs of deterioration, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood in grief and indignation: "Why... is he so strong?"

He Ye's feelings were complicated. She watched her former spy teammate, Krauser, coldly pursuing her. After knocking Winston away, she didn't even look at him, because in her eyes, they were both worthy of execution. This was why Krauser was desperately rolling forward; if he didn't, he would be hit by a knife as he rolled and crawled, just to avoid being killed.

Just as Ke Heye was momentarily lost in thought, someone rushed up to her.

Loris is still here, her eyes sharp as blades.

He Ye was dumbfounded.

But Krauser was overjoyed. He thought to himself, "It's great that my aunt came out of nowhere. At least she can hold us off for a second or two now, right?" He had no more dignity as a Black Flower Commissioner, because he knew how strong the enemy was. They hadn't even won a three-on-one fight, and even with injuries, that was enough to prove the point.

Winston watched silently, then gritted his teeth and said, "Smoke bomb!"

The retreat required obscuring vision, and it was likely that someone would have to stay behind and sacrifice themselves. Winston had already planned to use smoke grenades to block the view, placing them in front of the ladder passage. This way, even if someone wanted to find the target, it would take some time, and the gunman's bullets would just be like headless flies sweeping through the smoke.

However, in that case, the person left outside will also find no way to escape for a while.

He Ye did not follow the instructions, but suddenly stepped forward. Winston felt that the place behind him lost its support. The speed at which the other party rushed away was no less than his own. He was stunned and thought to himself, "So there is a master here."

But it was too late to see clearly.

Klaus used his teeth to bite open the pull tab and threw it out!

"go!"

He understood immediately upon hearing Winston's instructions: as long as they could retreat, the lives of the two junior superintendents were irrelevant! After all, their purpose in staying was to cover their retreat!

"Boom!"

The cylindrical black smoke bomb hit the ground, and then the valve suddenly opened, releasing thick smoke that spread rapidly and murky everything around it.

Winston, no longer caring about coughing up another mouthful of blood, turned around and slumped down in a disheveled manner. Then, with one hand hanging from the escalator, he slid down in a sliding motion, his coat disheveled by the wind. Below the second platform, the commissioners looked up in disbelief.

Commissioner Lorre, who was among the first to evacuate, was also standing here. He looked up and saw Winston plummeting down, and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at least someone had successfully evacuated. Although he couldn't help but worry about Lorre, there was still Commissioner Krause.

He's so strong, he should be able to cover the retreat, right?

Unexpectedly, the second one to come down was Krause.

Both of them descended rapidly, covered in wounds. After Winston stood on the second platform, he didn't even have the strength to stand properly and could only reach out to hold onto the wall next to him.

He glanced at the deathly silence around him and found that there were only two specialists and a few engineers left. There should have been dozens of people here before, so why were there so few?
“Mr. Winston…you…” Lorre was speechless. This was the first time he had seen Winston’s emerald green eyes. He was used to squinting and showing a gentle demeanor, but now his eyes were dull and lifeless, like a candle flickering in the wind.

“I need an ambulance…” Winston said with difficulty, “Where is everyone else here? Why are you the only ones here?”

“Well, other places also sent out distress signals, so those specialists were transferred away. Everyone thought you could handle the situation above…” a Silver Flower specialist explained awkwardly, “Right now, the Prince’s Mansion and Silver Lily are in complete chaos. There are several cars on fire in the streets. Those were cars carrying important officials, but they were shot down by snipers from who-knows-where. The entire city of Greeley is in complete disarray!”

After reporting, the silver flower specialist's face was full of hatred.

At this moment, Krauser also retreated. He staggered forward a few steps and finally knelt down. Blood gushed uncontrollably from his legs, making the situation even worse.

The people around gasped in surprise.

"how so……"

"Is there anyone else? Could it be that only the two of you survived?"

"So many people..."

"What the hell is that thing up there?!"

The commotion was a sign of the surrounding officials' concern. Winston was too weak to speak, but he ordered the stretcher team's doctor to be notified immediately. He then took a deep breath, sat down on the ground with his back against the wall, his chest heaving as he rested wearily, trying to hold back the blood welling up in his throat.

In fact, Winston's injuries were no less severe than Krauser's.

"Yes!"

The commissioners were already in a frenzy. Some were yelling into the walkie-talkie to notify their subordinates, while others were helping Krause up from the ground and starting to stop the bleeding using simple methods.

Winston's mind flashed back to the image of the violent police officer who had just stormed off, a scene that made him frown. But his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, his vision blurred, and even the voices of others seemed to be far away... He could only investigate when he woke up.

All Winston wants now is a good night's sleep.

On the chaotic second platform, only Lor seemed to remember something. He leaned against the wall with one hand, barely managing to tilt his head back, while the other hand clutched his injured abdomen to endure the pain.

Smoke rose up above us from who-knows-when.

Someone came down.

(End of this chapter)