The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)

Chapter 832 Descendent of Hermes?

“Damn it, escape, I must escape. This is a chance that the woman risked her life for me.” Napoleon

staggered and stumbled along the alley way at the villa complex towards the forest. He left a trail of

blood each time he stumbled to the ground. He knew that in his current state, he would not be able to

get far if he were to go onto the main roads. He would stand a larger chance of escaping if he went

along the alley way and through the forest.

What happened in the room continued to flash in his mind. Napoleon was more determined than ever

as he mumbled, “Rest assured, I will live on to find that Jack Hughes and get him to save you!” He said

with confidence through his blood stained teeth.

Then.

“With me Wuchang around, you will not escape alive!” A cold and ruthless voice shrieked eerily,

“Whoever Wuchang wants dead, he will not live!”

“Damn it, so fast?” Napoleon cursed and shuddered as a chill ran down his spine. He turned around as

he staggered. The light from the street lamps allowed him to barely make out a figure that was rushing

rapidly towards him.

“Ha ha ha… where did you learn that ‘Deboning Move’ from? That skill isn’t one that can be mastered

by just anyone!” Wuchang’s eyes locked onto Napoleon like a predator hunting a prey while All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

questioning him.

To her, the severely injured Napoleon was as good as dead. She wanted her doubts answered and

may let Napoleon live several more seconds before killing him. With her experience and knowledge,

the art of ‘Deboning Move’ had been lost for over thirty years! To think that she chanced upon this thief

who actually knew this skill. ‘Deboning Move’ was created by a thief and as far as she could remember,

someone who could master this skill, was a master among the thieves. Anyone who knew this skill

would be well known in the streets. But now, this mongrel who actually knew ‘Deboning Move’, was a

nobody in the world of thieves.

“Nobody taught me that, you bitch! This skill was self-taught!” Napoleon could sense that death was

quickly approaching and declared proudly as if there was nothing left to fear.

He wanted to escape but he also knew that even if he was not injured, there was no possibility of

escaping Wuchang. Additionally, he was severely injured and Wuchang was rushing towards him

unencumbered. His confidence a moment ago was now wavering.

“Self-taught?” Wuchang was shocked and stopped momentarily.

She then laughed hysterically, “Who do you think you are? What arrogance you have! ‘Deboning Move’

was devised three hundred years ago by the ‘Gang of Eight’ Chief of thieves. Over these three hundred

years, the total number of people who mastered this skill could be counted with one hand and are the

masters of thieves. How dare a washout like you claim to be able to teach yourself this ‘Deboning

Move’ skill? You are truly shameless!” Wuchang said furiously at the end.

Bash! As Wuchang ran again, her left foot kicked a rock and smashed it into pieces. The pieces of

shattered rock shot out like bullets towards Napoleon.

“Fuck!” Napoleon tensed up when he heard the rock shattering. An intense sense of danger

overwhelmed him and instinctively he twisted his body and turned around.

The pieces of rocks impacted his left shoulder blade and other pieces flew in all directions. Napoleon

yelled in agony as blood splattered from the impact. He stumbled a few steps and collapsed onto the

ground and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Napoleon was in intense pain and weak from his injuries. He could not feel his left shoulder after the

rocks hit him.

Now, Wuchang slowed down her advance and placed both her hands behind and walked over

nonchalantly.

The fifty over years old woman had grey sideburns and looked like a farmer who had toiled in the fields

for years. Wuchang exuded a fearsome viciousness as she walked slowly towards Napoleon.

Napoleon was so overcome with fear that he could not bring himself to look directly at her.

“Who the hell taught you the ‘Deboning Move’? Wuchang said through her gritted teeth with ferocity

and ruthlessness.

“What does it mean to you? You’ll kill me no matter what, so why the hell should I tell you?” Napoleon

sat on the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth and held his wounded left shoulder.

“Bitch! Fight fairly if you have the guts!” Napoleon’s expression changed drastically as his heart raced.

He intentionally did these to buy time for his shoulder to regain its feeling and then attempt another

escape. But he did not expect this bitch to be so persistent. Why the hell did she have so much to say?

Now he was horrified by the advancing Wuchang.

“Die!” In a flash, Wuchang rushed forward towards Napoleon. Her right hand was like a whirling wind

and headed towards Napoleon’s throat.

Napoleon’s pupils constricted and looked at her blood-stained right hand. He was certain that his neck

would be broken by her if she was to grab it. He had never feared death. To Napoleon, he felt that he

was fortunate to have lived that long but suddenly, the thought of Amber filled his mind. Immediately it

was as if his heart was re-energized.

‘That woman who gave me the freedom was waiting for me to find her man to rescue her!’ He thought

to himself.

Woosh!

Just as Wuchang’s blood-stained hand was about to grab Napoleon’s throat, something miraculous

happened!

“Argh!” Napoleon yelled and he raised both his legs and managed to kick Wuchang’s claw-like right

hand. The impact of Wuchang’s hand pushed him and he slid several feet on his back.

Napoleon quickly turned around and sprung to his feet. Without any pause or hesitation, he dashed

towards the nearest tree and then with a series of three hops, he managed to climb up a eight meter

tall tree.

Wuchang was startled when she saw this and was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, Wuchang

remarked with a shrill in the forest, “Mount the Dragon! You are the descendant of Chillfond

Hermes?”