第6章 Petal Story: Brute Force Solution（1/2）

Blaze gave the three girls standing by the alley entrance a brief look. Two of them were wearing black leather leotards, one was in a red minidress. They looked like hookers, not because of the revealing clothing but because they were sharing some drugs from a plastic bag. Her own clothing fits in with the mean streets too, attractive but won\u0027t raise any attention. It\u0027s not Blaze\u0027s job to mind them, she was only dropping by for two days to pick up information on the company called Bai Bi. Now, she has all she need on the computer inside her briefcase.

It was getting late, she went into the alley and hoped it can be a good shortcut to where she parked her car.

Blaze heard the sound of high heels following her.

\"Hey bitch!\"

She looked back. One of the girls in black, was pointing at her while the other came towards her. The first one was tall, her orange hair and shiny leotard with exposed back reflected bright under the street lights, showing off her curves. The second one has short boyish blond hair, and large firm breasts on her slender athletic body, held by a corset top with straps tied to her leather collar. The asian girl in the red minidress further away was pulling out something strapped on her right thigh.

Blaze slowly turned around to have a better look, allowing the two girls in black to take positions on her sides.

\"Hands up, officer Fielding. Give me your computer!\"

The red minidress girl said in perfect english and held up a pistol. She looked much younger than the other two, maybe even underage to be in the sex business. Her minidress was very revealing, with a large chest window and high bottom cut, and long black stockings up to her thigh. Her hairstyle was a short bob cut with a pair of hair buns on the side. Although, the trained way she held her gun showed she was serious.

Blaze slowly raised her hands then dropped the briefcase. As the blond girl went to pick it up, she dodged behind her and kicked her in the stomach.

The leotard girl with orange hair ran towards Blaze and kicked at her face. Blaze backed away, pushed her leg upwards, making her lose her balance and hit the wall behind. These two dominatrix girls are not very experienced in fighting, she could tell.

Blaze came face to face with the asian girl in a dash and threw her internal force at her. She knocked the girl\u0027s pistol off, but the girl herself backed off from the impact in time bouncing, like she was dancing.

Blaze caught the gun in mid air, removed its magazine then ejected its chamber. She did not want the attackers\u0027 friends to notice if they are nearby, or alert the town police if they had a part in this.

She smiled and nodded at the red minidress girl, who smiled back.

The short hair blond girl came behind her and Blaze turned around just in time to dodge her right fist. The blond girl then swung her left knee at Blaze, but Blaze caught the knee with her right hand and stretched the girl\u0027s leg upwards. She then punched the blond girl right in the center of her chest with a full swing.

The girl gasped hard and the straps on her collar pulling the corset top broke. She fell backwards and landed in a spread eagle shape, coughing and gurgling.

\"Fuck you!\"

The orange hair dominatrix girl shouted and charged at Blaze, who easily dodged away. The alley was tight for her members but not for her.

She heard the red minidress girl was coming up next so she pushed the orange hair girl towards her, then threw a punch at the direction she expected the minidress girl to appear from.

However, Blaze was surprised. The red minidress girl caught the dominatrix by the strings pulling up her leotard front and swung around, making her act as a shield in front of Blaze\u0027s fist. The orange hair girl\u0027s exposed back was very soft to the touch, muscle not tensed up like a fighter.

Blaze moved to her right and kept throwing punches, but the red minidress girl only turned her shield around and kept dodging. All the punches and kicks from Blaze still landed on the dominatrix, this time on her soft bouncy breasts and smooth stomach tightly wrapped under the shiny black leather. She still tried to attack with a high kick, but lost her strength fast.

Suddenly, the girl used as a shield fell back. She was actually pulled back by the red minidress girl by the shoulders, who then pressed down and swung up to raise her own legs high into the air, trying to pin down Blaze\u0027s neck with her thighs. Under the minidress, her white underwear was clearly visible.

Blaze leaned back and kicked out the dominatrix below the minidress girl, then punched the minidress girl in the spine. The smooth skin felt like it was coated with an invisible shell, and Blaze\u0027s fist travelled all the way up, giving the girl\u0027s bottom a light rub.