From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Cat And Mouse

While Darno had been able to deal with his Exoskeleton user with relative ease, that wasn’t the case for all of the core members or the Rangers. Joe, in particular, was having a far harder time than he ever wanted to admit.

His face was bloody, his body aching all over from the hits he had already taken. Every breath felt like a reminder of how many times he had been slammed, punched, or tossed aside.

Why is it that I always seem to have the toughest fights...? Joe complained in his head, pressing his back against the wall of one of the offices he had ducked into. He had been running for what felt like forever, darting through hallways and weaving between desks, but even here, inside this room, there were already members of the Gilt Rats and Black Hounds lying on the floor. They had been unlucky enough to be inside when Joe burst in, and he had struck them down before they even understood what was happening.

Inside the room were scattered chairs, a TV screen mounted on the wall, and a long table, clearly part of a media room used for presentations. Papers were still scattered across the table from whatever meeting had been happening before the chaos erupted.

With those exoskeleton arms, that guy is even faster than me. He can block my hits and deal even more punishment back. Even if I won’t die, I’ll keep feeling like death... Joe thought bitterly.

His body was healing, slowly but surely, but his mind wasn’t keeping up. His mental state was fraying at the edges, and he wasn’t sure how much more punishment he could take before he snapped. It was always like this, pain building and building until he felt himself slipping into that unstable place he hated.

I can’t keep getting hit. I need some way to beat this guy...

A loud crashing sound cut through his thoughts. Shards of glass exploded inward, spraying across the room. Joe flinched instinctively as a fist punched straight through the glass wall from the outside.

The Gilt Rat member had found him again. Even hiding wasn’t enough.

"If you’re already hiding like a rat, then this fight is already over!" the man shouted, his voice dripping with confidence.

Joe lifted his arms, guarding his face, and rushed forward. He snapped out a series of quick jabs, but the man parried them effortlessly with his exoskeleton-enhanced arms. Then, with a single counterpunch, he struck Joe square in the stomach.

Joe’s body flew backward, crashing into the table behind him.

"AHHH!" Joe screamed, clutching his abdomen. For a moment he wondered if something had actually broken this time.

"What right do you have calling me a rat when your whole group is named the Gilt Rats, for f*ck’s sake," Joe spat, grabbing one of the fallen chairs with his foot and kicking it toward the man. The chair slammed into him, causing him to stumble slightly.

It wasn’t much, but it was something.

If there was one advantage Joe had, it was that the man only had the exoskeleton on his arms. His legs were unenhanced, slower, clunkier. Joe could still outmaneuver him, barely. So he bolted out of the room, weaving through the media floor.

He sprinted back into one of the glass-walled hallways. A Gilt Rat member came charging at him, swinging a bat. Joe ducked under the swing, sprang up, and punched the man across the face. The impact sent the man’s head slamming into the wall before he slid down unconscious.

Doesn’t this guy ever get tired...? He’s taken out so many...

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