Big trouble in little india

[sexcision]

Originally Posted by kadeka

SBF became famous again!

I doubt sbf will be famous with this article lol, wonder how many ppl read that

[junsheng15]

Probably more ppl reading this thread than that article

[hawkeye007]

No updates for the entire week... 😫😫😫😫

[DrumQueen]

Very nice story, support!!

[otamay]

Looking forward to updates.

[sponge05]

great to see your sharing TS, do continue updating this story.

[LTPGTD]

Y no one suspected or think of Yiling as Jane? Could it be she infiltrated the company to act as a new agent to investigate Owen's link with Fernando, Edward Chan? Anyway looking forward to the next update. Let's see..

[Truthful]

enjoyed reading your story, look forward to more updates.

[EhWahEhWah]

Actually come to think of it. If Owen is Fernando, then shouldn't he know who Chan is at the start of the story?

[ilikeoldchangke]

I swung the fork at Jane and timed the slash of my knife. She blocked both with only her spear.
It was not meant to be a fast attack, I wanted to see how she reacts to my attempt.

Her butterfly knife hardly moved.



Her wrist is relaxed, slightly rotating her grip as our positions started to shift.
She’s watching me in the same manner as I was watching her.

Her foot came forward and the sound of metal hitting against each other rang out in the silent classroom.

There are no extended contact.

It was all a quick enter and hit, block and disengage.


I tried to feign an attack but Jane caught it and block the slice of my knife perfectly with her spear again.

Her modified spear has a longer reach than my fork by at least 2 inches by my estimate.

I switch tact and went in with my knife.

Immediately I saw her hudiedao come up in an attempt to disarm me with the weapon itself with it’s extended hook.

I retracted my knife in time and a quick swing of Gourmet’s weapon put the distance between us back to status quo once more.

She was not in a hurry.

Jane paced about the classroom, keeping well away from my kill zone.

She knows and can read how far I can strike.

I’m of a bigger built than her, if push comes to shove, my bigger physique will give me an advantage. As soon as I started deliberately on this train of thought, it disappeared altogether as soon as I thought about Butcher.

He’s so much beefier than me, yet Jane still took care of him.



A short series of quick slash and stabbing attempts played out between us, ending almost immediately after it begin. We were quick to enter and get back to our defensive position.
It felt like 2 wolves prodding each other for weakness rather than a all out brawl.

Jane pounced in, delivering a series of fast strikes with her spear and hudiedao together, I backed off, my body went into overdrive as I blocked off each strike while trying to get a quick hit of mine during the melee.

The ringing of hardened steel sounded 5 times in the dark before the room went quiet again.


Jane made another attempt to strike but I made mine at the same time.

The spear came awfully close to my nose even after I blocked it and I could feel my heart pumping away as my brain digested how close I came to getting my nose ripped off my face.



The sound of Jane’s hudiedao hitting my knife right by my ears was so loud my eardrum hurt. As soon as the sound of metal rang out in the dark, it was quickly replaced by the torturous grinding of steel as it came down to a matter of strength and dexterity.

Our arms were locked in place by the hold of our weapons for a precious 3 second and Jane tried to kick me in my kidney with her knees.

I ducked, angling myself away in an awkward angle and trying to get a kick in as well.

Jane tried to pull herself back from me but I held onto her. Using the momentum of the jerk, I tried to knee her in her stomach. Jane managed to disengag her hands and blocked my knee in time before it connected.

I tried to go in again but I saw the waiting spear and stopped myself in time.

I did not wait for Jane to catch her breath, I sent a table her way and using that as a distraction, I sliced precariously close to her face, hitting the metallic horn on the top of her mask.

Jane ducked her body low choosing to come within my kill zone. Her hudiedao came in too fast for me to block it with my knife so I jumped backwards, arching my body at the same time to avoid the blade.

I plunged Gourmet’s fork downwards, hoping to stab Jane before she could move away but it was as if she had eyes at the back of her head, a clean sweep of her spear tip knocked the fork clean away from my hand.

I blocked Jane’s hudiedao’s 2nd strike with my knife and before I could attempt a kick, she had pulled herself out of range.



I swung Gourmet’s fork in front of me, slashing the air slowly to keep Jane back at her spot.

I flexed my wrist and tried to work on my breathing.

I could feel a spike in my adrenaline.
My heart started racing and I could feel my palms starting to sweat.

It’s not about me being afraid.

It’s just our body’s response.

Fight or flight. Every animal including human will experience this. Our body sends us the signal and waits for a response.

Jane charged towards me and we started to block, stab and slash our way out of this situation. Every blow has the potential to be deadly should it land on it’s intended spot.

I landed an elbow to the side of Janes’ cheeks, it was not a hard hit but a hit nonetheless.

In return, I felt a hard knee to the left of my ribcage.



Within seconds I could feel the soreness of the knee but it faded as fast as it appeared.

I know from past experience that a hit like that will leave a bruise.

Jane came in again and I read her attack before she could attempt a hit and I deflected the swing of her spear and disarming her of it. I would have wanted to land another elbow at her body but that bitch head butted me on my face, narrowly missing my nose.

I grunted as I pushed her back.

She switched her hudiedao to her right hand and put her left foot slightly forward.

My knife and her hudiedao met several times in mid air before a series of wrist grabs and releases accompanied by grunting hard elbows and knees connected with each of our body.



Every blow I mange to land on Jane was met with an equally strong response.

I thought a punch to her chest would sent her back but she grabbed onto my wrist and bounced back with a knee to my kidney.

Her rising knee to my nose was knocked back by my right elbow only for my left cheek to feel the hammer like fist of her hand connect.

Fuck she can hit hard.

I’ve never felt pain like this in a long time.

Her jabs are fast, precise and directed to specific spots of my body.

I could punch harder but she could do it faster.

My mind could not help tallying up the hits I’ve landed and taken. I could almost picture a balance sheet appearing in front of me, crediting each hit I landed, before my credit could even add up, it was debited with a harder response by Jane.

My head started to make the trade off calculations.



It’s telling me that yes sure, you can hit her, but just expect to get hit harder back in return.

If my body could talk, it would probably be screaming at me, asking if it’s worth it to get hit like this when I hit like a pussy.


Jane knocked my knife off my hands first but thankfully I managed to twist her hudiedao off her hands 2 seconds later at the expense of a slash on my left forearm.

I don’t know how deep it is but I could work with the pain. I know my body’s ability to feel pain decreases with the spike in adrenaline. My awareness heightened, my blood vessels contract to re-direct blood to major muscle groups.

My body is doing everything it is programmed to do to help me stay alive.



The burning sensation in my arm and the warm blood flowing down my fingers a painful reminder of what would happen to the rest of my body if I’m not careful with her.

My body is drenched with perspiration and I could see Jane panting for air.

She kicked the scattered chairs and tables further apart, giving us more room to work with.

I know she’s not clearing the space for us to move, she’s clearing it so she has space to execute her kicks.

Judging from what she could do to me in such close distance, it would be safe to assume her legs can do some real damage with a good swing.

When I saw her leg coming towards me, I was suddenly reminded to what Raptor said earlier.

“fuck …. she’s fast”

And Raptor was not lying.

I could duck the 1st kick but the 2nd one came so fast I had to block it.

It came right at my face and even shielding it with my master arm, I could feel the force of that kick slamming into my right shoulder and forearm.

I returned the favour in the same manner, Jane chose to duck both kicks before attempting to land more at me.



When I saw her legs raise up, I charged in like a bull.

I could take her down and put her in submission and it would all be over.

I grabbed her alright but Jane is not a one trick pony.

Before I could wrestle her to the ground , she managed to break herself loose and I was sent to the wall with a hard jab to the side of my neck.

I gasped for air as Jane tried to wrestle me to the ground next. Thankfully my bigger physique and mass tipped the scale in my favour as I broke free before she can trip me.

I swung my fist at her only to have it blocked and answered with an elbow to the left of my cheek.

I grunted in pain and I could taste blood in my mouth.


That hit must have cut my mouth somehow.


I raised my fist and our bodies connected again.

Jane made a mistake and I managed to land 2 hard punches to the side of her head, she blocked them but it’s still a hard hit. I could see her shaking her head, trying to sober up.

Suddenly I could hear Owen’s voice over the intercom.

Owen : This is Owen… !... we’re coming in for extraction….. we’re coming in hot….! Everyone to the carpark now !!! I repeat… this is a hot extract !

Seconds later I could hear the sound of gunfire opening up again a short distance away.

The popping and hollow echo of shells being emptied at each other got closer as Jane and I continued our attempt to kill each other.



She jumped up and grabbed my body with her legs, I could tell she was going to swing herself down and take me down with her but I grunted and I could feel the muscles in ym entire body firing up as I fought the momentum and swung Jane into a tangled mess of tables.

Her legs gripped on and I gritted my teeth and swung her again against the wall, knocking her off my body.

She tried to get up but I landed a knee to the side of her ribcage, sending her flying at least half a metre to the side.

I could feel myself gaining the advantage and I rolled over to where my knife had landed.

Owen was literally screaming through the earpiece.

Owen : We are reaching in 30 seconds !!!! you guys better fucking be at the carpark !!!! FUCK!!!

The sound of gunfire came closer.

The intensity of the fight grew, no one would ever believe something like this is happening on the island.




I felt the familiar grip of the knife and fighting back all the pain in my body, I lunged for Jane who was trying to get up.

She was fast, she literally rolled over my back and went for her hudiedao but she mis-timed her grab of her weapon and missed it by mere centimetres.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I slashed at the spot her fingers were at just seconds ago, depriving her of the chance to arm herself.

She’s unarmed and I have the upper hand.



3 slashes of mine were blocked by Jane’s arm against my wrist and forearm but she’s not going to get lucky all the time. Another headbutt came by way but I ducked it.

I tried to headbutt her but she fucking orientated her spike horns at me.

I literally felt my entire world shake as I registered that fucking bruise that I just put on my own head.



Owen : WHERE IS FUCK!!!IS EVERYONE !!!! someone answer me !!!

I could hear the angry screech of 2 vehicles coming to a stop at the carpark and sporadic gun shots continue to ring out.

I could not risk losing my focus to answer Owen as Jane and I exchanged a series of kicks and blows. I felt her boot land a kick on my finger and I dropped my knife.

Owen : WHERE Is EVERYONE !!!

Owen’s shout was loud enough for me to hear his voice coming from outside the classroom.

Jane charged at me and managed to knock my off my feet this time round.

Our hands and feet immediately tangled up as we attempted to choke each other into submission. I pulled my hand loose, she extracted her leg from my hold. Jane’s arm went around my neck and I quickly inserted my free arm in between.

Both of us grunted as our bodies dragged along the hard concrete floor, kicking and smashing everything out of our way.

At moments like this I was thankful for the amount of time I spent working out at the gym.



I turned the tables around and got behind Jane’s back.

I tried to do the same to her and she fought off my attempt to choke her the same manner as I did. I could feel the spikes around her neck digging a little into my flesh but I shrugged off the pain. The way she moved is amazing. Her core muscles is so strong, she literally lifted her body up and off the ground without her feet.

Jane got loose but we were still tangled up on the floor. I could hear Owen shouting orders to his men. They must be barely 30m away.

I don’t know what happened but Jane and I were thrown against a tangled mess of toppled tables and chairs. She started punching me, and I did the same.

I caught a glimpse of Owen’s men appear at the window. He’s fully equipped in tact gear with a sub machine gun in his hand.

Before he could take another step, I saw his entire body being thrown against the window before he slid out of view.

Another came up and the suffered the same fate, his head slamming against the window frame before disappearing from sight.

Owen : Sniper !! sniper !!! sniper !!! COVER !!! cOVER Now!!!



Within seconds, the sporadic sound of gunfire was replaced by the rapid automatic discharge of weapons.

I could smell the familiar scent of smoke grenades being deployed as a fog of white smoke started to fill the school compound.

Owen : HIBIKI !!! WHERE the FUCK ARE YOU!!!

I could hear Owen trying to direct his men to load up the bodies of my fallen colleagues amidst the chaos. There’s no way he will miss them with their bodies sprawled all over the courtyard.

I broke free from Jane and I grunted a reply.

Jeff :arghh !

Before I could say anything further, I was tangled up with Jane again.



Owen : HIBIKI !! SAY again !!! ….

The boom of a high powered rifle shook the walls of the school and I could feel the scattered furniture on the floor vibrate for half a second before it rang out again.

Owen : Move in move in !!!move !!

Owen’s men must have taken care of the sniper.

I could hear it all happen.

Well, at least if I die, I know Owen came back for me if that’s any consolation.

Jane and I were tangled up and the fight soon grew ugly with a mix of random punches at whatever spots we could hit. Even if it’s a light tap to the side of her face given the small amount of space I could work with, I took it.

The gunshots paused for almost 30 seconds before it started all over again. This time round, it was more intense then before. The popping sound got closer. I could hear the muted shouts of the men outside the classrooms.

I hooked my legs around Jane and I gained a moment of advantage when one of her hold on my left wrist slipped.



I manged to straddle Jane and I pinned her wrist down on the floor in the same position that I would do to my partner when I’m about to fuck her, however that position lasted less than 2 seconds as Jane’s knees hammered onto my back hard enough for me to fall off balance.

We got up and I swung a hard back kick at her torso, even before I could finish executing my kick, I braced my body for the fist to my sternum.
Jane had ducked that swing and came up from the bottom.

I could feel it connect, knocking the air out of my lungs momentarily.

I staggered backwards and I fell, my hands touching the grip of Jane’s modified spear.



I picked it up and was amazed at how balanced it feel in my hand.

Jane rolled over to my right and picked up my knife.


The sides of the spear hit my knife and it was an intense match of blocks and stabs all over again between Jane and me.

The longer I held the spear, the more in love I am with it.
I might just get to keep this if I kill Jane.

I could hear the screech of tyres before a series of crashes happened. More vehicles are arriving.


Jane and I adopted a half crouch position and got ready to have another go at each other’s neck once more.

From the corner of my eye I could see 3 men in tactical position moving and firing steadily towards the direction of the carpark. They are pushing back steadily.

It was not long before I heard men shouting for the others to drop their weapons.

The gunfire stopped and another series of crashes sounded out in the carpark before the screech of tyres fleeing the scene rang out. Everything was over in a couple of minutes.



Jane and I started kicking and blocking each other’s fist and elbows while trying to cut and slash each other. The earlier elegance in our moves if any were all gone.

My ears could pick up snippets of what is happening outside.

Some of Owen’s men were caught. I could hear Jane’s colleagues counting them off.

This is not a good situation for me. I put the thought of having to deal with Jane’s heavily armed colleagues away. I have to deal with Jane first.

Suddenly I felt as if someone had swung a club into my back. I felt the hit before my ears registered the sound of the weapon firing.

I staggered and slashed clumsily through the air towards Jane and she easily stepped aside.
I fell forward onto a toppled table like a toddler just learning to walk.

Some fucker just shot me in the back.

I fell to the ground, and I could hardly summon up enough strength to even groan in pain.

I could barely cursed out as felt paralysed for the longest time. I forced my body to respond, grinding down my molars as I grunted with each muscle I flexed to turn around.



I gasped for air as I turned onto my back, trying to use the pressure of my weight against the new wound to sooth the pain.

I think my vest caught it but it hurts so bad that I doubt I would get back up anytime soon.

So many thoughts flashed through my head. My brain immediately came to the conclusion that this is over.

I wanted to laugh.

At myself that is.

Jane is not alone and I was naïve enough to think that I could have a one on one fight with her without anyone interfering.

My eyes drifted to the entrance of the classroom.

I could see a gathering of men outside the classroom.

About 4 heavily armed men with masks are looking in.

Jane threw my knife like a angry child venting her frustration at a TV remote at one of them and he quickly ducked and ran behind his teammates.

It’s as if she was unhappy that our fight was interrupted.



Jane kicked the spear out of my hand and made sure there were nothing within reach that I could use.

This is it.

End of the line for me. Jane paced about in front of me. She was panting hard.
Well, at least I did not go out without a fight and I’m sure I gave her a much harder time than the rest of my dead colleagues.

I almost wanted to curse at Jane, saying that this is not fair but I stopped and I ended up laughing inside my head.

When is a fight every fair ?

It’s never fair.

Jane had to content with 4 of my colleagues before she met me.

So what if I was shot in the back ?

If it had been Owen’s men who are standing at the windows right now, they wold have shot Jane in her back too.

Ego has no room during a fight for survival .

I grabbed onto the leg of a toppled table and pulled myself up from the ground. I sat up and leaned against the legs of the table for support.

Every muscle in my body was burning, I could feel pain all over no matter what I do. I don’t remember feeling like this before, probably the first time I trained with my instructors back in the jungle many years ago.



I saw one of the armed men handing Jane a phone and she took it.

She did not say anything and hung up after a while.

Jane picked up her hudiedao and kept it behind her back. She picked up her spear and pulled up a chair. She sat down opposite me and she crossed her legs.

Seeing her posture, I thought I felt a slight erection in my cock. Yes I’m aroused. It’s biological. Humans are just animals at the end of the day. We seek something primal in our mates besides looks.

It’s the ability to care for our young. If there truly is a womb worthy of my sperms, it would be the one belonging to the woman sitting in front of me.

I coughed and the laugh I almost let loose was camouflaged within it.

The irony.

My eyes searched the floor of the classroom. I could see my knife and fork a short distance away. I might still have a chance.

I saw 2 of the armed men entering the classroom. The muzzle of their weapons pointing at me while keeping a distance of at least 3m away.




I grunted and tried to get up but I fell back onto my buttocks.

I cursed under my breath and I attempted to stand up again but I can’t. The pain in my back felt worse now. I could feel the burn in my spine as the impact of the hit slowly sets in.

Jane leaned back on her chair, visibly relaxed as she shook her legs.

[ilikeoldchangke]

She’s looking at me, probably amused at my antics of trying to stand up.

I could feel my lungs filling up properly again.



I can still do this.

I know I can but my body is not moving as fast as I want it to. I’m not giving up without a fight. I dropped to the floor, gasping for air as I supported my body with my forearm.



It must have been a pathetic sight as I half crawled and dragged myself towards my knife.

Maybe one of the men would shoot me in my head before I get it and it would all be over.

Surprisingly, no one tried to stop me.

I could hear more commotion from outside the classrooms. I looked up and I could see 3 of Owen’s men with their wrists zip tied behind their backs being half dragged and pulled into the classroom.

They were made to knee down on the floor. I continued crawling towards my knife.

I gripped it but Jane’s boot came down on my hand, pinning it hard against the floor.

It fucking hurts but I refused to acknowledge it.



I’m not granting her the satisfaction of seeing me cry out in pain.

Before I even realised it, my head was slammed against the floor twice.

Fucking bitch. I could feel blood pooling inside my mouth. I think my own teeth scratched a new wound on my tongue.

I choked on my own blood for a bit as I coughed, the mask I was wearing made it hard to spit out the blood. Jane grabbed my hair but I broke free and attempted another jab into the side of her body.

That jab took all I had left within me. I regretted it almost immediately.

Jane moved back in time and I fell onto the floor.

This is embarrassing.

Jane removed both the knife and fork from the floor and passed it to one of the masked men.

I looked up at Jane, her glowing slit at her eyes looking down at me in a menacing way. She went back to her seat and sat back down.



No one did anything.

It’s as if they were waiting for something to happen.

Or rather, someone to arrive.

About 5 minutes later, I heard a tapping on the floor.

A tap, followed by the shuffle of footsteps.

The tap is pretty constant, and a walking stick soon came into view.

The stick preceded the steps of the man holding it.
I could see him limping a little, putting more weight on his left foot.

He wore a hat, and there is no doubt he is the man in charge.

Jane stood up from her chair and offered the seat to this mysterious man.

The classroom is dark, and I could only make out the figures and rough outline of everyone in the room.



The man looked at me and the rest of Owen’s men on the floor.


He spoke with a rather hoarse voice. It doesn’t sound natural, it sounded like someone with a very bad sore throat trying to speak.

Man : What…. Are all of you fighting for ??

No one said a word. The man went on talking as if he expected our silence.

Man : The man you serve…..is lying to you….

Again, this was met with a wall of silence.



He leaned forward on his walking stick for a brief moment before standing up.

Walking slowly to the 3 men on the floor, he went on.

Man : When i…… handed over …… the agency….. to him….

I felt a wave of goosebumps travel down my back as I dealt with the realisation that this is Owen’s predecessor.

The man who founded the agency itself.



Man : I told him…. To never forget….. why we do…. What we do….

He yanked off the mask of the 1st man on the ground and threw the mask in front of him.

Man : We serve…… we protect…. And then we disappear quietly …… into the night…..

The second mask came off and joined the first on the ground.

Man : We need no medals,…… no recognition……. We do what is necessary…..

He paused and the room went quiet for a moment.


Man : I have …. Always warned Owen….. that his love… for the country….. will one day be his downfall….

He went on to say that he has no doubt of Owen’s will to protect the country, but the method he employs is unacceptable.

Man : I told him to imagine the country and most of it’s population…… as a child….. they will never understand how much it takes to keep everyone safe…. They think it’s their god given right………..that the streets they walk on at night is safe…. that…. No one will walk up behind them….. and put a bullet in their head…. Just for that $50 they have in their pocket….


He pulled off the mask of the 3rd man and held it in his hand.



Man : We have enjoyed a few generations of peace…. And prosperity………and it is in times like this…. That people get complacent….

He opened his questions to the floor but no one answered.

Why the need for more money to spend in defence when the streets are safe ?

Why do we need so much resources keeping our borders safe ?

Man : Owen is planning a lesson…..for the country…. One that the country will never forget if we allow it to happen….. he has been seduced….. by an idea… by …. An organisation…. By a man…..and that very idea has taken root in his head….. a idea that promised him power beyond his imagination…..He is no longer the Owen you know….



He threw the 3rd mask on the floor and turned his attention to me.


He carried on talking as he put his walking stick in front of each step he takes.

I could see his approach and Jane noticed the change in my posture. Before I could even plan my next move, I felt the sharp tip of the spear she was holding jabbing into the side of my neck.

If I could take this man hostage, I might stand a chance but I could feel the pointed tip of the spear already drawing blood. There’s no way I will be faster than Jane in that situation.

Man : I am offering….. all of you here…. A chance…..



He stopped right in front of me before turning to face the other 3 men who he unmasked.

Man : A chance to know the truth…..or you would rather die defending a lie….


“ fuck you !! …. I will not listen to your lies !!!, Don’t believe him Hibiki !! “

The man in the middle of the 3 cursed and spat at Owen’s predecessor.

There was a muted bang and the next thing I realised was the smell of a freshly discharge weapon reaching my nostril.

There was no hesitation at all in the man’s part.



He just fucking shot the man in his head.


Man : then I won’t waste my breath on you …..

There was a series of loud clicks outside and I saw the lights in the school coming on.

The courtyard got brighter, the floodlight on the walls illuminating the landscaped field.

A masked man entered and I could hear him say the power’s back up.


Someone hit the switch to the classroom we were in and I blinked several times, my eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness of the classroom.


I was looking down when I felt the mask I was wearing being pulled off my head.

Looking up, I came fast to face with the mysterious man.



Man : You…..

That word came slowly, as if there was a deliberate drag on the ‘u’. A drag of recognition.

That face.

I know that face.

A tsunami of memories came flooding into my head as I looked at that smiling face of a man that is but a shadow of his former self.


I know him.

And from the crooked smile on his face, he recognised me.


Jeff : you……


It’s him.

A face I have not seen in a long time.


Ron.

Santa Claus in green….


I heard the drop of that metallic spear beside me and when I looked up at Jane, she started to back away from me.

I could see the tremble in her hands.


I looked at the slit on her mask that is no longer glowing underneath the white light of the classroom.




Jane’s hand went under her mask and I could hear the release of a click.

She pulled the mask off her head and I felt as if someone had just sucker punch me in the stomach.



Xuehua : you……


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[time4secret]

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[dogman]

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[Wishing4U]

The climax that we have been waiting for....unveiled...OMG, its really her!!!!