"Very well. That one of the Military Statistics Bureau's earliest agents has managed to survive until now shows you certainly have your ways. Let's see if you can withstand my methods."
Qin Shuli walked toward Jin Yueji, preparing to let her taste the flavor of the grass.
Jin Yueji’s expression shifted. She raised her right hand, ready to trigger the hidden weapon concealed on her arm. Qin Shuli lunged, seized her right hand, and snapped it backward. *Crack.* Jin Yueji’s arm broke.
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