Yun Qiluo and Song Shijia struggled to squeeze their way out.
By the ti they got outside, she’d completely lost track of Song Shijia. Being shorter, she couldn’t see her even if she craned her neck.
Just as she was about to squeeze through, a hand suddenly reached out from behind.
Yun Qiluo’s hair stood on end, as a familiar sense of danger lood over her.
She almost instinctively dodged to the side.
Looking back, she saw a tall man wearing a baseball cap. Although she couldn’t see his face clearly, there was no way he was a student.
The man missed his lunge, and with almost no pause, he quickly ca at her again.
He was filled with a fierce energy.
Yun Qiluo suddenly realized this must be the person who had been stalking her recently.
She was about to engage in a fight with him.
The crowd next to her suddenly pressed closer, and she realized sothing, her whole body tensing up once more.
Imdiately, a cold, hard object pressed against her waist.
Looking down, she saw a black gun, its barrel pressed against her.
If he so much as pulled the trigger softly, he’d make a bloody hole in her body.
Then a cold, ruthless voice whispered in her ear, "You better not make a sound, just follow us obediently."
Yun Qiluo looked up to find herself surrounded by four or five strong n, all with masked faces, exuding a deadly aura, clearly not ordinary people.
Her petite face instantly showed panic.
Just when they thought she was subdued.
The young girl suddenly grabbed downwards, and before they could react, the gun was sohow already in her grasp.
Instantly, she squatted down, moving with incredible agility, escaping from their encirclent and the crowd in a flash.
One of them imdiately shouted, "Chase!"
Yun Qiluo dashed straight towards the corner.
The n chased relentlessly behind her.
As she ran, she couldn’t help but keep an eye on the gun in her hand, looking at it like it was so kind of fascinating toy.
She found it amusing, so she took it.
The weight in her hand also felt inexplicably familiar.
Halfway through, she turned a corner, suddenly stopped, tilted her head, having thought of sothing.
Her ten slender fingers moved swiftly...
Then...
The gun was disassembled into parts, all falling to the ground.
Yun Qiluo’s eyes slightly widened, so that’s how you take it apart?
This simple? So boring!
Seeing the n catching up, she quickly raised her hands in surrender, honestly saying, "I didn’t an to."
The n glanced at the parts on the ground, exchanged a look, and when they looked at her again, there was caution in their eyes. They didn’t imdiately go up to grab her, but encircled her from two ters away.
Their faces showed a wary and probing expression.
As if looking at so extrely dangerous human weapon.
Finally, from the young girl’s innocent bewildered gaze, they confird she hadn’t rembered anything.
The leader gave a signal, and they then rushed at her.
They initially treated her as just an ordinary girl without much skill, but within two seconds they realized sothing was wrong.
By the ti they realized they shouldn’t underestimate her, it was too late.
Yun Qiluo fought with a fierce intensity!
Especially upon realizing these people were not good, likely there to take her back to that terrifying place she saw in her dreams, she fought with unprecedented ferocity.
Even more so than when fighting the last group of thugs.
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