Chapter 1597 No Room For Maneuver

Chapter 1597 No Room for Maneuver

If it wasn't for the deterrent effect of the flashbang.

She wouldn't have been dizzy and disoriented, and it would take time to

recover.

Feeling Otis drag her all the way into the gully, her heart jumped to her

throat.

Fortunately, her vision was gradually recovering.

Taking advantage of Otis's carelessness, she threw a heavy elbow

back, slamming into his chest. At the same time, she grabbed Otis's

arm with her left hand and used his force to throw him over her

shoulder. She slammed Otis heavily to the ground.

Otis rolled over and fell to the ground.

"Nice moves." He stroked his jaw with his knuckles, complimenting

sinisterly.

Joyce's first reaction was to pull out her gun. When she touched her

waist, her heart sank.

Damn, just now, her gun had been taken away by Otis.

Otis laughed sinisterly a few times, weighing Joyce's gun in his hand

and playing with it, “The famous sharpshooter, without a gun, what else

can you do?"

It was too dark.

At this time, Joyce no longer had night vision goggles, but Otis did. She

could only judge Otis's position by sound.

Obviously, Otis had the advantage.

Without hesitation, Joyce decisively threw out her boomerang.

The silver light slashed under the dark night, drawing a perfect arc,

straight towards Otis.

Otis vaguely saw a flash of light, and instinctively dodged. There was

only a "whoosh whoosh" sound in his ears, and then a boomerang

almost grazed his throat, fortunately he dodged quickly, otherwise his

throat would have been cut.

Even so, his cheek was still cut open.

"Huh." He sneered coldly, wiping the drops of blood from his cheek with

his long fingers, he licked and tasted the bloody taste.

"Boomerang? Pretty good. Joyce, in addition to marksmanship, you

know quite a bit."

The boomerang returned to Joyce's hand.

She held her breath and heard Otis move, afraid he had found cover,

throwing boomerangs would be useless.

"Otis, give up resistance, you are surrounded, you can't run away!

Reinforcements will be here soon, your Stream Bay Aircraft can't fly.

Don't think about escaping.” Joyce shouted.

"Not necessarily.” Otis's voice was fearless, "As long as I take you with

me, who dares not let me go ?! Joyce, to the ends of the earth, I will

take you with me."

Joyce instinctively took a step back, "You're dreaming."

"I said long ago, let you marry me, the warlords will naturally merge.

Such a simple thing, you have to make it so complicated, ending up in

a bloody battle with sacrifices. In the end, you still fall into my hands,

why bother? Now I don't want anything, I just want you." As Otis spoke,

he suddenly pounced forward.

He punched Joyce in the shoulder.

Joyce's arm went numb and she almost lost her balance.

She staggered back a few steps, gritting her teeth against the pain.

Suddenly she kicked up and spun back, kicking Otis in the jaw.

Otis was in pain, groaning.

He was angered by shame and said, "I didn't want to hurt you originally,

but since you don't drink toasts, you have to drink fines. Don't blame

me for being too ruthless.”

After saying that, he swung his fist at Joyce mercilessly.

Joyce also used all her skills, and the two immediately tangled with

each other.

Otis had undergone special combat training and was skilled in practical

moves. Although Joyce had practiced karate, she was still inferior to

Otis in physical strength and moves.

Not to mention that Otis still had night vision goggles and she couldn't

see clearly with only a vague figure.

She could not win by brute force and could only try to outwit him.

Besides, she still had to protect her child in her womb. Every time Otis

attacked, she first protected her lower abdomen.

In the tangled fight, she was injured and took several punches, her

mouth full of the taste of blood.

This would not work.

Joyce seized the opportunity and threw out the boomerang in her hand

again.

This time, Otis did not have time to dodge, the boomerang stabbed

straight into his chest, forcing him to step back a few steps.

Otis gritted his teeth, damn it, he was careless and didn't expect that

Joyce's combat effectiveness in actual combat was not to be

underestimated. And she even injured him with a boomerang. Enduring

the pain, he pulled out the boomerang stuck in his body and threw it on

the ground.

"Bah." Otis spat out the blood in his mouth.

Taking advantage of the gap, Joyce launched a deadly counterattack,

suddenly rushing forward and pinning one of Otis's arms behind his

back, while thrusting her knee to hit Otis. Otis's legs went soft and he

knelt down.

At the same time, Joyce had already pinned Otis's arm behind his

back, successfully controlling him.

Joyce panted heavily, subduing Otis was not easy.

She did not dare to relax and held him tightly.

But she never expected that.

Otis was a ruthless man, ruthless to others, even to himself.

Otis saw that although he was pinned down, he forced his arm and

there was a “click” in the darkness. Otis actually dislocated his own

arm.

Suddenly, the loose arm made Joyce's control meaningless.

Otis suddenly turned around, and the other arm swung swiftly towards

Joyce.

The action caught Joyce completely off guard, and in an instant she

was controlled by Otis.

When the cold dagger was pressed against her slender neck, she could

no longer resist.

Otis held Joyce hostage, approaching a large tree.

Then he put his dislocated arm against the trunk of the tree, and there

was another “click”, he forcibly reset his arm. The whole process, this

kind of pain is not something ordinary people can endure.

Joyce was startled, Otis was really ruthless, equivalent to “breaking” his

arm, fighting for his life.

In terms of fighting, she really was no match for him.

At this time, she fell into Otis's hands again, with a dagger pressed

against her throat, no room left to resist.