Owen retreated to the bathroom, and Chebi chased him all the way. This guy was like a heavy tank, crushing him all the way, leaving a mess wherever he passed.
Owen got up from the ground this time, holding a toothbrush in his hand. He had been fighting for so long without a suitable weapon, and finally he found one that was barely usable.
The two of them fought all the way from the living room to the bedroom, and then from the bedroom to the bathroom. Chebi was not as flexible as Owen, but his destructive power was amazing. This guy was really fired up by Owen, and he wanted to break Owen's bones inch by inch.
Although the bathroom in the presidential suite is spacious, the space is still limited. Irving is forced here, and there is a lot less space to move around, making Chebi's advantage even more obvious.
Chebi pushed forward step by step. When he passed by the sink, he used both hands to pull out the sink, raised it high above his head, and threw it at Owen.
This kind of attack usually cannot hit Owen, but it is very powerful. Probably strong people like to use this kind of attack. Chebi hit him several times in succession, and the damaged water pipes in the bathroom sprayed everywhere like a fountain.
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Chebi attacked again and punched Owen. Owen dodged sideways and hit Chebi several times with the toothbrush handle held behind his back at a very fast speed. Then he retreated and left his side before Chebi could react.
attack range.
Chebi groaned in pain, and all the places Owen had just clicked turned into blood holes, and blood flowed out. To Owen, having weapons and not having weapons were completely different.
Chebi is stronger and knows the key points of protection. Owen can't do anything to him with his bare hands, but now even a toothbrush can turn into flowers in Owen's hands.
Chebi yelled angrily and rushed towards Owen again, but the result was the same. Apart from a few more blood holes on his body, there was still nothing he could do to defeat Owen.
Owen, who had a weapon, was too much for him, and Chebi began to look around for usable weapons. How could Owen give him this opportunity? He took two steps closer and started to attack actively.
Chebi resisted, and each of his punches was extremely powerful, but every time Owen dodged it, several new holes would be opened, each time accompanied by Chebi's painful cry.
After going back and forth a few times, Chebi had several more holes in his body. The guy let out a shout and rushed towards Owen like a bullfight, with a desperate posture.
He knew that with Owen's flexibility, he would definitely not be able to catch him, so he simply charged to the death.
Owen dodged sideways, and the moment he rushed over, he stabbed his back with the toothbrush again, but this time, the toothbrush broke, and the toothbrush handle broke into Chebby's wound.
There was no toothbrush at this time, but Owen was no longer afraid of Chebi. Chebi was injured and bleeding every moment. The longer it was delayed, the worse it would be for him.
Owen approached, and Cheby punched him. Owen nimbly slipped under his arm, stretched out his foot and stomped hard on Cheby's foot. Cheby screamed in pain, and almost jumped up, but Owen took the opportunity to catch him.
I had no time to retract my arm, so I used my little finger to exert force in short bursts.
"Cut it!", Chebi's little finger was broken by Owen, and he screamed in pain. Just when Owen was about to continue the attack, Chebi went crazy, endured the pain, hugged Owen from the waist, and threw him on his back.
The two fell to the ground, and Cheby struggled to get up. Owen kicked him into the bathtub on the side while he was still lying on the ground. When Cheby fell in, he happened to hit the switch, and water gushes from the faucet.
And out.
Owen jumped up from the ground and rushed to the bathtub in two steps, only to find that there was not only Chebi in the bathtub, but also a corpse. The corpse was face down and could not see its appearance clearly, but bright red blood was already dripping all over the bottom.
Just as Chebi was about to stand up, he stepped on the blood in the bathtub, slipped, and fell into the bathtub again.
Good opportunity to kill you while you are sick.
Owen pounced on Cheby, put one hand around Cheby's arm, and used joint techniques to press him toward the ground. At the same time, he firmly stepped on Cheby's head with one foot, keeping him in close contact with the bathtub.
The water flow continued, and Chebi struggled desperately. His head was right next to the head of the dead body, and his face was covered with blood under the violent struggle.
Irving had the upper hand and never let him out of trouble. The bathtub was not very large. With the continuous flow of water, the water level in the bathtub became higher and higher. Half of Chebi's face had been submerged. The blood was washed into light red.
Half of his head was soaked in blood.
Owen tightly controlled Chebi. Several times Chebi tried to raise his head, but Owen stepped down hard. A gurgling sound was heard. The water covered most of Chebi's mouth, and water kept coming in.
It was spit out from his mouth again, and Owen knew that if he persisted for a while, he would win, and sooner or later the water would enter Chebby's lungs.
Chebi struggled more frequently, and would even break his arm to get out, but Owen would not give him this chance and suppressed him firmly. For him, air was a luxury at this time.
Under Owen's suppression, bubbles kept popping up from Chebi's mouth and nose. Chebi's struggle gradually weakened and finally became motionless. Only then did Owen let go of his hand, and he collapsed beside the body as if he had lost all strength.
After dozens of seconds, Owen felt that he had regained his strength. He got up from the ground, glanced at the two corpses in the bathtub, and then went out to the living room to check on Shabaitian's injuries.
"Nicky, Nicky?"
Owen patted Silly Baitian's face, Silly Baitian's eyebrows moved, and finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Are you OK?"
"Uh...it hurts."
Seeing that Sha Baitian was safe and sound, Owen returned to the bathroom, fished the two bodies out of the bathtub, and then searched them for everything on them.
Chebi's body was very clean. The only documents he had were some U.S. dollars and Philippine pesos. Owen went to check another corpse. At this time, he finally saw the face of the corpse. The neck of the corpse was hanging down. It must have been broken by someone before death.
It's just that after Owen searched carefully, he couldn't find anything on the body that could indicate his identity.
Owen was confused as to why the CIA wanted to kill him and who the corpse was. He had to inform Jack about this situation.
Owen dialed Jack's number, and a few seconds later, the call was connected.
"Owen, have you arrived in Manila?"
"Yes, Jack, but something happened."
"What?"
"People from CIA want to kill me..."
Owen described the whole thing to Jack in detail. Jack pondered for a moment and said, "Owen, take photos of the two people and give me their fingerprints. After you do this, you leave first..."
"OK."
After hearing this, Owen hung up the phone and took photos of the two corpses from multiple angles. Then he called up a special program on the phone and pressed the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of the two corpses on the phone screen in sequence.
After everything was done, Owen found a shocked Silly Baitian in the living room.
"Take your things and let's go~~~"
Owen pulled Sha Baitian, and Sha Baitian followed him in a daze. Owen leaned close to the door and listened to the movement outside. After feeling that everything was normal, he opened the door a crack and looked around. Nothing unusual was found. The two closed it.