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Loud gunfire shattered across the hallway, causing Yin Jingfei and two other women to cover their ears, their faces wincing from the sheer reverberation. Everyone felt a long, piercing squeal inside their eardrums, their expressions naturally showing worry whenever Ling Qingyu tugged back and peeked out, fighting for a chance to escape.

They shared the same fear of being chased from behind and hoped the fight would end soon, with Ling Qingyu emerging as the victor.

Less than 20 seconds had passed since the first shot. It all happened too fast, from killing the first assailant to dispatching the remaining defender.

Bang! Bang! Whizz! Whizz! Click!

Ling Qingyu ducked behind cover because nothing happened after squeezing the trigger. She slanted the gun and checked the chamber for any faults. Pulling the bolt, she saw no malfunctions and immediately grabbed another fresh magazine from behind. She smacked the magazine release button, flicked away the old one, then inserted a new one.

Her arm reached out from underneath to pull the bolt, performing a perfect Spetsnaz reload.

She had to admit, this old-looking heavy AK with wooden parts didn't shame its former invincibility. The weapon still proved formidable, never malfunctioning once during the firefight. Ling Qingyu didn't forget to smile at her weaker partners to soothe their emotions, bearing in mind that she must end this exchange quickly and decisively.

Under hails of bullets and debris splashing around the corner, Ling Qingyu sighed at the enemy's resistance. She couldn't even peek out; fire suppression was definitely scary, but at what cost? Why bother wasting so much ammo? She had never seen such a stupid opponent. Or was it because he was trying to warn his comrades, Ling Qingyu considered the robber's intention.

The reality was that the robber was high on drugs and only knew he must kill Ling Qingyu to avenge his comrades. Not one sane thought revolved in his decision-making process. Strangely enough, even though this was Ling Qingyu's first real experience, she never panicked nor overreacted. Sure, she had sweats over her arms and palms as she concentrated so much. Fear hovered at a minimum line.

All her actions had sublimated to a subconscious level.

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There was no such thing as what to do, when to do. She automatically realized everything, up to the tactical level. This time, Ling Qingyu didn't battle for fire superiority and only shot two, three times to show her presence. The enemy was a maniac, disregarding the situation just to exhibit his anger.

Sure enough, another click and no more bullets rained near Ling Qingyu, who instantly understood her chance had arrived.

Advancing, she would fire spontaneously at the doorway, the distance between the two getting closer. She kept pouring rounds into the room, retaining extreme caution, despite her guess that the enemy had emptied his ammunition. No matter what, a guess was still an uncertainty. The robber could address several tactics to deceive her psychology into a trap, which she might regret.

Not to mention, the impact of her bullets shredding this man, yet he stood tall and managed to retaliate, heightened Ling Qingyu's vigilance.

She planned to pie the room from a distance. She didn't want to mess her steps when the endpoint was near. A shadow sprang out, and the AKM in Ling Qingyu's hand spewed fire. Her shots seemed useless, and she couldn't fend off the attacker. Despite her lightning reaction, the man grabbed her weapon to disarm her.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ling Qingyu reacted instantly and compressed the rifle, then tried to throw away the man, exploiting his momentum. As for why this man didn't die after getting hit, Ling Qingyu no longer delved her energy to solve the mystery. The situation became close combat, a combination of cold and hot weapons.

In his right hand, Ling Qingyu's eyes captured a metallic glitter. Instinctively, she twisted the rifle, changed her footing, and smacked away the attack with the rifle's top component above the receiver. Clang!

Ling Qingyu's eyes widened when she realized what the glint meant. It was a knife. Another chop, and she raised the gun to block. Tolerating wasn't an option, so Ling Qingyu attacked, bashing the opponent's face with the same component she used to defend herself. Another slap to the face followed with a wooden stock. The man grunted, and blood dyed his hood in front of the mouth area.

Through her waist power and explosive strength, she heard the sound of broken teeth.

However, the man never let go of his hand holding the rifle while he never stopped swinging his knife, so Ling Qingyu's predicament of extracting from the wrestling condition disadvantaged to her remained present. This was the first time she experienced an enemy's desperate attacks, without any consideration for self-preservation and future worries.

Dodging another overhead blow, Ling Qingyu delivered a knee strike to the abdomen. Finally, his body's response kicked in, giving an extremely rare and short respite. Yet, his hands hadn't loosened the grip, Ling Qingyu desired, prompting her to continue the strikes. She swept the man's lower body with her leg and dropped the man to the ground, a judo move to destabilize the enemy.

Taking advantage of the zombie-like robber's temporary weakness, Ling Qingyu hammered his temple with the rifle stock and delivered an Ax kick. The decapitation brought the man down in the end, yet he crawled toward her like a beast summoned from hell and refused to give up vengeance.

Frightened, Ling Qingyu backed away, aimed, and released all the ammunition she currently had. She reloaded and fired two rounds in the head for assurance. The man stopped moving, and a pond of blood flooded out from underneath and gradually spread on the floor; only his slight twitches revealed the horror Ling Qingyu faced in a moment of adrenaline.

Gulping in a large breath, Ling Qingyu swallowed with some difficulty, her pupils still retaining some trepidation as she began to soothe her raging emotion. She felt like she was dueling against an opponent who knew no pain. Fortunately, her responses weren't slow despite some shocks in the beginning and managed to fend off to defend herself.

She thanked Tang Ziyi's painful torture. Otherwise, she had great doubts whether she could step over this battle without any injuries. Unsure, she asked Athena: "Do you see what I just experienced, Athena?"

"Yes, Mom. He's definitely scary."

"Why is he so fierce? Aren't my shots working at all? All my moves seem to bring nothing? I almost thought I was fighting a zombie." Ling Qingyu patted her chest. "Luckily, my strength is damn strong. Anyone with the same level will overturn, no matter the skills."

"Mom, I think this guy uses drugs. Only this can explain why his behaviors leave the spectrum of normal boundaries," explained Athena.

Ling Qingyu's eyes brightened and sighed in relief. "That's a comfort. I don't want to doubt my strength and skills after this match." She gestured a middle finger at the corpse. "Athena, spread these points to my subordinates. They'll need it soon."

"Yes, Mom."

Clearing any remaining threats, Ling Qingyu made sure she checked everything. "Girls, everything is clear. You can follow me. Let's escape from this madness." Ling Qingyu shouted.

Yin Jingfei and the two women came out of the hiding spot. Their eyes tried not to look at the disgusting scene as they hopped over the bodies, avoiding their feet away from the stains.

"Thank Heaven. You're fine." Yin Jingfei rushed out and hugged Ling Qingyu. Her eyes welled with tears. The deafening exchange of gunfire indeed terrified Ling Qingyu of the prospects she wished it never happened. What if?

Bullets didn't have eyes. A skilled specialist could die from ordinary weakling's action because of momentary carelessness and bad luck. Even if Ling Qingyu's martial arts excelled the ceilings in her eyes, Yin Jingfei never ceased to worry.

Smiling at Sister Yin's closeness, Ling Qingyu sniffed the aroma on the beautiful pale neck and indulged in comfort, then patted back to show everything was okay.