The slender body didn’t possess much strength.
However, the angle of the counterattack was tricky and illogical, yet, by chance, each move could strike directly at a person’s response nerves.
It was as if she had already anticipated the normal human reaction, not needing to think further to execute a simple counterattack.
The man, caught off guard, suffered a setback, his large frame almost tumbling down the subway escalator!
But in just a moment, he steadied himself by grabbing the handrail.
When he looked up again, the Senior Sister had already sprinted far beyond the subway domain!
Her destination was clear.
She wanted to run toward crowded areas!
This Senior Sister was tall with long legs and a slender figure, not wearing much, and when she ran, it was as if she had an invisible inherent advantage—she was even faster than Tang Wu used to be.
Not far away, in a car.
"The response time is very quick," Yun Du commented, "This Senior Sister must be a trained fighter, and highly skilled at that."
Not only Yun Du but Shi Lingyan himself could see it.
Her reaction time was very fast.
Interestingly, he noticed something special about the way she ran.
Her waist leaned slightly to the left, and although the angle was subtle, it was definitely there.
Furthermore, her legs bent more than others when running, with a smaller range of motion, yet a faster frequency of movement.
Such a posture, though not unique, was certainly rare.
He had seen it many times in one particular family.
That family came from a combat unit.
They had very strict training requirements for their children from a young age.
Apart from them, Shi Lingyan had never seen such a mannerism in anyone else.
Shi Lingyan watched the receding figure in the distance, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and gently closed the car window.
As Shi Mei ran, her mind raced at top speed.
This person must know her.
When she was still known as Tang Wu, she had made many enemies, but after she became the Senior Sister, she had always kept a low profile.
Tang Gu probably lacked the brains.
Could it be Liu Yuan?
Or perhaps... Bai Yuejie?
Shi Mei’s frown deepened, and suddenly, intense tire screeching sounds came from the roadside not far away.
The sound was abrupt, and Shi Mei, caught off guard, was startled for a moment, her attention involuntarily drawn to it.
A black sports sedan pulled up not far from her.
Then, both car doors opened.
Two men, dressed similarly to the one at the subway entrance, got out of the car and started to press toward Shi Mei.
Shi Mei was shocked and immediately turned to flee.
But behind her, the man she had thrown off at the subway entrance was already far behind, breathing heavily.
Trying to remain calm, Shi Mei demanded flatly, "What do you want to do!"
"Please, come and have a seat," one of them replied.
Shi Mei looked around quietly. There were surveillance cameras all around, and these people dared to be so bold, likely because they had some powerful backing.
Now it was almost possible to rule out Bai Yuejie.
That woman would, at most, act in secret, not daring to be so brazen.
But then, who could it be?
As Shi Mei was considering how to cope, another car slowly approached from a distance.
It was a low-profile Bentley, the rear window slowly lowered to reveal a handsome, well-defined face.
Eyes like stars, and an arrow-sharp gaze fixed on her, filled with incisive scrutiny.
Just one look, and Shi Mei’s entire body tensed instantly.