Z variable

Don't Underestimate Me

"Stop the denial already!! We know who you are! We had a whole background check on you! Come clean on everything or face the consequences!" He screamed with splatters of spit flying onto my disguised and annoyed face. All around a group of weary hands are holding their trembling guns in every directions on my head. I can sense their patience are running thin. I breathed out with exasperation.
So...with current scenario in mind, you all are thinking, "Whelp...no chance out of this one. After your termination, THE END!" Right? Hahaha!
Anyone in this situation would beg for their life, but not me. This is the normal world I live in.

Allow me introduce myself. I'm Agent Z, the last secret agent of my kind.

You think American Agents are covert enough, then I guess you've never even heard about my organization, let alone guess where I came from. In fact, I don't even know where I came from.

With ropes tightly wrapped around both of my hands behind the wooden chair, I'm sitting here smirking at this man who's shouting blatantly about knowing who I am. I fought the urge to respond, "For real? You really know? Oooo Let's hear it!" because I knew it was time to stop playing around.
You're right! -.- This is serious matter!
Honestly, among my team, I am the one who knows when to act proper. Yeap! That explains why I am the last one remaining.

But today is not the day. I hate to do this, but these butt heads are getting on my nerves! They can't even properly treat a girl, especially a pretty Chinese girl like me. So just...umm excuse me for a moment while I...

Bringing my right foot up, I kicked the man in front of me in the crouch with the end of my pointy heels. It's about time that he shut up. I rolled my eyes as he cringed down in pain and letting out a shriek with a pitch that I'll never reach.

From behind, several Oooos and Aaaas were sounded. While some men were still trying to register what happened to their leader, I swung my right foot up again and this time it landed on his jaw. A feeling of satisfaction bloomed within me when the crackling of the bone could be heard as the force knocked his head upward and back. This time, he was clutching both wounded areas cursing and rolling back and forth on the ground in front of me like a wounded animal yelping for its mama. I giggled at how pitiful he looks. Let me pause to take this in.

Pause*

All I got to say is excuse me, this guy was really asking for it...So I gave him my best. This is not suppose to be funny. This is serious! Serious business here!

"Don't underestimate me, and don't EVER test my limits. You didn't understand that then, now you learned the hard way huh?" 老虎不发威，你当我是病猫啊? (when the tiger hasn't shown its anger, you think I'm a sick cat?) I spit back at him.
"Are you kidding me? (你玩我，他妈的!) Get Her!" He hissed between his teeth.

The guards looked from their boss and to each other. With guns in hand, they sprang towards me. Without any hesitation, I swirled around on my feet, still tying to the chair, and took a leap backward. Ah! Hey...No pain :) It was rather cushioning. And who says movies can't teach you couple tricks.

The guards from beneath cried out and tried wiggling their way out. I jumped up from the remains of the chair, and by this time, the rest of the guards have surrounded me again. I took a glance behind me at the injured men. They already scrambled to their feet.

"Z-Z...We are going round and round in circles. Your struggles are pointless. Can't you see? How about taking on that offer and we quickly send you off to your district?" that interrogator started again.

"How about...No," I smirked. I might as well be an idiot if I thought for a second they, among all people, will send me off unharmed. Learning from the experienced elders, they are just not that kind of people. They will  torture you in any way possible to get the information they need. And when they got what they want, they could easily dispose your body in the trash can. (don't even bother to clean up) They are what my people called "faceless". Because of these monsters, agent Y died. Now, I fight them and don't give a damn.

I dash towards the guard nearest to the exit still with ropes tied around my hands.