Just like that, the second-in-command was dead. He had been protected by a crowd of men, and protected by a monster that bullets couldn't even touch, yet who could have guessed that Liǔ Cháoquè was anything more than a frail scientific genius?
Holding a gun that suddenly felt entirely devoid of reassurance, her hand trembled slightly. Liǔ Cháoquè glanced sideways at the remaining men, let out a soft huff, and turned back.
At that moment, a bullet cut through the air without warning straight toward her. Her ears twitched. The bullet struck her shadow, yet passed right through it without the slightest resistance, hitting the ground, bouncing once, and leaving a crater behind.
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