The moment she raised her gun and fired, Chi Xin felt things had changed; she no longer needed the system to shoot. She had clearly predicted the trajectory of the bullet before firing up and had known where it would hit after she had pressed the trigger.

When the man had raised his gun, she had known he wouldn't have shot her and so had the system. It had relaxed but Chi Xin had shot him nonetheless, entirely on her own ability and judgment.

When she realized this, self-confidence rose in her heart. What she was hoping for might indeed happen.

Chi Xin had a slender finger but the brightest in her eyes was impossible to look at directly. The glowing confidence that surrounded her had nothing to do with her appearance and the timid man who had been staring at her was taken aback for a moment.

The scarred man's eyes narrowed, full of anger and hate: "Old Five! What are you fucking waiting for? Pick up your gun and get rid of this bitch!"

His words fell and he felt the cold muzzle on his forehead sink deeper in his skin.

"Think before you speak." A gentle voice sounded, "At the very least, know when you're meat on someone's chopping block.

The scarred man closed his eyes, trying to hide the humiliation in his eyes. When he opened them again, he only showed a denouncing and innocent look.

"I don't know who the hell you are, you never answered."He said, "But we were just passing by here. One of our brothers was injured and we came to this hospital to find medicine for him. Now you just shot at us for no reason."

At this point, his expression changed a little; he was obviously not able to keep it. Yu Xiang raised his eyebrows and sneered unceremoniously.

The scarred man looked a little embarrassed; their group had been disarmed by only two people, and a slender and delicate girl was one of those two people. If word spread out, they would never let him live it down at the base.

But he swallowed his humiliation and continued: "We have no beef with you. It's the end of the world, how can anyone not be on their guard when we see strangers? We're not going to blame you for that, so let's all take a step back, okay?"

He bowed down and looked at Chi Xin sincerely. But quite well hidden, deep disdain flashed.

A leader can submit or can stand tall as required, he told himself. There was nothing wrong to beg a woman if it was for his own survival.

She just shouldn't give him the chance to catch her because once he did...

Looking at Chi Xin's beautiful face that was particularly rare in the last days, the man's eyes lit up with lust.

He thought he was hiding his dark ideas well but he underestimated the sensitivity of women, let alone a beautiful one.

At one glance, Chi Xin could guess where his thoughts had wandered and was not too surprised with this direction. It didn't mean she would tolerate being the object of someone's desire anyway.

She raised her gun and as she was about to slam it against the man's head, Yu Xiang stepped in faster. The young man who was usually a gentleman or laughing and bickering with Chi Xin was now viciously pouncing on the other guy.

He pushed the scarred man to the ground and raised his fist silently before hitting him hard on the face. The scarred man screamed and instinctively fought back.

But Yu Xiang did not waver and he took advantage of their positions, his knee aiming towards his opponent's crotch. He then kept punching him as he was wailing until blood flowed out.

Chi Xin stood aside dumbfounded and looked at her gun in confusion until she noticed movements with her sharp eyes. She found a bottle of medicine with her toe and kicked it in the direction of the other man.

The man who had tried to crawl to his gun was hit on his wrist again, bent down at an unnatural angle. Not only wasn't he able to pick up his weapon anymore, but he also started screaming too.

"Yu Xiang, enough." Chi Xin finally spoke and her teammate calmed down. He stood up and shook his numb fist, kicking the scarred man once more time.

"Did you really think no one would guess your disgusting thoughts?" Yu Xiang sneered.

The scarred man was out of breath. His face was swollen and covered with blood and he struggled to open his eyes. He stared at Yu Xiang and let out a rough gasp.

"You're still looking at her? Are you?" Yu Xiang raised his fist.

Chi Xin couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, let him speak."

"We don't need him, there are the other ones." Yu Xiang glanced at all the scattered people on the ground. The men who had been shot in various places stopped groaning and all looked at Yu Xiang in horror. These two good-looking young people must look like demons in their eyes at this time.

Chi Xin patted Yu Xiang on the shoulder, somewhat comforting. She knew why he was angry and a smile flashed in her eyes.

She then looked down at the scarred man and asked: "Are you willing to tell the truth now?"

The scarred man's face was red and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and a broken tooth. He stared at it and tried to suppress his hatred and humiliation again.

When he raised his head again, he looked terrified and ignorant again.

"We really just were passing by..."

Chi Xin hooked an eyebrow but instead of hitting him again, she moved to the man with the broken wrist. He was shrinking against the wall, cuddling his injured hand, and was full of fear when he saw her approach. He tried his best to appear as small as possible, wishing to be able to dig a hole in the wall and bury himself in it.

With a smile on her delicate face, Chi Xin gently kicked the gun beside him away. The man watched her and dared not move at all.