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Chapter 386 The closest danger Ling Qingyu experienced

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.

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.