Leap Forward Comics: Watch How I Become a Villainess

Chapter 265 Female War Goddess

Surprisingly, none of these guys who seemed to have gotten their way through fighting were actually any real fighters.

Shen Tong quickly took them all down, except for the black hooded figure who had dodged her attack.

The man in the black hood went from surprise to increasing seriousness. After briefly assessing the situation, he suddenly turned and ran.

This was beyond Shen Tong's expectations. He originally thought it would be a direct confrontation, but his opponent surrendered and ran away.

She was stunned for less than half a second before she pounced like a cheetah in the direction the black hooded man had fled.

With his familiarity with the streets and alleys in the area, the man in the black hood slipped into a small alley in a flash.

The damp alleyway smelled of rotting vegetable leaves. Shen Tong's sneakers waded through the puddles as he chased after the figure in black clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Stop! Police!" Shen Tong tried to intimidate the other party with his identity, but it obviously didn't work. The man in the black hood ran even faster. At the next corner, he suddenly knocked over a stack of cardboard boxes, trying to block Shen Tong's way.

Amidst the loud crash of the tumbling plastic basket, Shen Tong leaped over the wall, his hair brushing against the rusty fire ladder, executing a beautiful wall-running move.

Like a jackal toying with its prey, she smiled contemptuously and whispered downwards, "Where do you think you can escape to?"

Using several consecutive fire ladders, she leaped onto the top of the black hooded man's head, landing in a perfect arc right in front of him, blocking his escape route.

A flicker of fear, along with a hint of desperate killing intent, flashed in the black-hooded man's eyes.

As the Taekwondo black belt's side kick came flying through the air, Shen Tong spun around and blocked it with his elbow.

"Yo~" Taking a half-step back tactically, Shen Tong let out a mocking sound. This kid is actually a black belt master, but Taekwondo... tsk tsk tsk...

Shen Tong's eyes were full of disdain.

That light, airy "yo," tinged with humiliating arrogance, instantly ignited the black-hooded man's anger.

He exerted force again, sweeping his left leg horizontally, but she lowered her center of gravity half a beat in advance, her sweatpants screeching against the ground.

The moment his opponent unleashed a competitive backspin kick, Shen Tong finally realized that this was not the fighting style of a street thug—it was a standard WTF competition stance, where the heels would even unconsciously come together when retracting the leg.

"Is this all the strength you have?" Shen Tong suddenly spoke during his third block, successfully slowing down the black-hooded man's movements by half a second.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Tong executed a reverse side kick, knocking the black hood off mid-air.

The man in the black hood tumbled over and struggled to regain his balance.

He stepped back, kicking up damp fallen leaves, and suddenly his left leg lashed out like a whip, a perfect side kick that cut through the air.

Shen Tong precisely struck the opponent's ankle with the outside of his shinbone. The man in the black hood grimaced in pain, baring his teeth, clearly in great agony.

It has to be said that Shen Tong is also very playful. Even though she could have easily dealt with him, she insisted on playing with him for half a day using Taekwondo.

"Ha!" The man roared tactically, using the wall as a springboard to deliver a 540-degree spinning back kick.

Shen Tong's lips curled up again. He had anticipated the trajectory as soon as the man's right shoulder shrugged slightly. He leaned down and slid into the open space in the middle, grabbing the man's ankle with his left hand.

Black Hood fell flat on his face again. His ankle had been kicked by Shen Tong before, so his lower body was already unstable.

Shen Tong laughed happily. She always liked to use her advantages to toy with other characters. The policewoman herself was proficient in eight different fighting styles. If she didn't try them all out, it would be a waste of her character.

“Scoring techniques in the arena are useless against me.” Shen Tong smiled gently, staring at the opponent’s supporting leg that began to tremble.

The man in the black hood was indeed at his limit; he realized that the Taekwondo he used was completely different from what this woman was all about.

I can handle beating up novices who don't know kung fu, but in front of someone who looks like a fighting expert, I feel like a toddler learning to walk.

The black-hooded man, gradually losing his will to fight, darted around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Shen Tong naturally saw through his intention: "Are you the Demon Eye?"

Straight to the point.

The man in the black hood pursed his lips and remained silent. He was a very capable underling in the gang in this area, and this was the first time he had ever been so humiliated. On one hand, he felt ashamed, and on the other hand, he was indignant.

She'd seen that stubborn look in her eyes many times before. When was it? Shen Tong tilted her head to recall. Ah, right, she'd done plenty of torture and forced confessions in many ancient novels.

I know it too well, it's a piece of cake.

She instantly stepped forward, grabbed the black hooded man's wrist, and with a quick twist, snapped it back with a crisp crack, accompanied by the black hooded man's pitiful scream.

Both of his arms were broken.

"You probably don't know how that guy broke his leg..." This refers to the lame boy with a cast who they had surrounded and beaten up earlier.

The man in the black hood seemed to wake from a dream, and his eyes cleared again as he looked at Shen Tong. He had kicked a hornet's nest!

"I'm not the Demon Eye, I'm not!" All he wanted now was to live. His broken wrist was causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain. For some reason, he had a feeling that this woman was capable of anything, even killing him in the street.

"Then who is the Demon Eye?" Shen Tong asked, squinting his eyes.