With a squatting motion, she lifted her foot and swept forward at the man attempting to take them both down with him.
The moment he lost his balance and fell, she raised her hand to chop at his wrist, disabling his remaining arm.
Before the man could react, Yuanya had already pulled the trigger with one hand, pressing the dark muzzle of the gun to his temple.
"Move if you want to die," she said with unprecedented frostiness.
"You think I'll believe you'll shoot?" The man scoffed, feigning calm.
Yuanya didn't respond verbally. Instead, she swiftly rotated the silenced gun's muzzle towards his leg and fired before swiveling it back to his head in an instant.
Such a seamless series of actions!
"Ah——"
He screamed in pain, now genuinely afraid to move.
If the bullet had been slightly off target, he'd be permanently sterilized...
The smoking bullet hole and the heat against his skull were clear indications-
