The black-robed Haidagong stretched out a hand toward Xia Chujian as if taking aim, beginning to unleash a Mental Strength Attack.
Xia Chujian: "..."
Had this guy lost his mind? Why was he reaching toward her? Did he want her to pull him up? How ridiculous!
Xia Chujian had no patience for people with fried brains.
Without hesitation, she raised her gun and fired at the Black-Robed Man's forehead. Bang!
When the Judicator No. 7 Sniper Rifle struck those space pirates in the head, their heads immediately burst into a cloud of bloody mist. The effect was obvious.
But when it hit this Black-Robed Man in the forehead, it only left a dark, gaping through-wound!
His head was still intact?!
Either the lethality of her Judicator No. 7 Sniper Rifle had suddenly dropped drastically.
Or this black-robed Haidagong's head was far tougher than a human head!
The instant that thought crossed Xia Chujian's mind, she saw that broad-jawed, handsome face rapidly transform into a huge toad-like head!
That dark through-wound was still in the middle of its forehead.
Lying on the ground, it glared viciously at Xia Chujian and panted heavily. "...You... you're a High-Grade Gene Evolver?!"
"I'm already S-Class. Are you Rank 2S?!"
The Mental Strength Attack he had just launched had vanished like a stone sinking into the ocean, without causing even the slightest ripple.
Xia Chujian raised an eyebrow. What does that have to do with you?
Why should I answer you?
And why didn't you die immediately after getting shot in the head?
Xia Chujian was full of questions. Instead of answering, she asked, "Why aren't you dead? Why didn't you pass out? Don't you need oxygen?"
The gills on the left and right sides of the Haidagong's toad face suddenly twitched twice.
Xia Chujian raised