Chapter 359 Holding On Tight

• There were seven women who originally entered the room, but only three of them were bold enough to fight back. With unyielding ferocity, they launched themselves at the men, a whirlwind of punches, kicks, and defiance. Lily, unfazed, calmly slipped her blade back into position. With one quick motion, she aimed at a man rushing in with an axe. A single shot rang out—a clean, precise headshot. Harrison's teachings rang in her mind—never miss the headshot. The room spiraled into chaos, with screams from the women and more men flooding in to assist their allies. The air was thick with violence, as bodies collided and furniture crashed to the ground.
• Lily drove her blade into another man, shoving him into a corner with a final push. But her fevered body was failing her. Weakness clawed at her limbs, and the effort left her breathless. In her haze, she failed to notice the glint of a blade slicing through the air, aiming straight for her unguarded back. "Lily, watch out!" A sudden shove sent her stumbling into the wall. When she regained her balance, she realized it was Queenie who had pushed her out of harm’s way.
• Instinctively, Queenie raised her arm to shield herself, but the blade tore through her flesh, blood spraying out from the wound. The attacker, showing no mercy, swung his knife again, his curses filling the air. Lily reacted swiftly, raising her gun and firing directly at his forehead. Bang! The man slumped down. In a state of panic, she urgently asked, "Queenie, are you alright?" Queenie, her face drained of color, clenched her teeth and responded, "I’m not going to die. Let’s deal with them first." With that, she sent another man crashing to the floor with a swift kick, then pressed her foot firmly on his neck. Ignoring the blood streaming from her arm, she continued to hammer down on him with fist after fist.