The pair of rejected horned weapons floated silently beside Su Xue'er, seeming unsure what to do.
A drop of silver liquid dripped from Su Xue'er's hand and trickled into Big Man's head.
"I'm going to collect his memories. Be careful. The pistol has two bullets left today," the electronic voice said in her mind.
"Okay," Su Xue'er replied.
She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her arm.
Evolution had brought many benefits. Not only had her mind and strength improved, but the bleeding from her severed arm had stopped completely.
But it still hurt like hell.
A sudden premonition came over Su Xue'er, and she raised her hand and fired.
The thin, lanky man suddenly appeared at her side.
A dim yellow blade flashed, slashing viciously toward Su Xue'er's neck.
The next instant, the lanky man seemed to take a heavy blow. His whole body was sent flying by an immense force.
With the danger gone, Su Xue'er let out a breath of relief.
She suddenly realized how powerful this pistol was.
She had clearly fired forward, yet the bullet had instantly teleported to her side and hit the lanky man.
Clutching his chest, the lanky man watched Su Xue'er warily.
"Pah!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood and said resentfully, "You're only relying on the power of that gun. If you've got the guts—"
Bang!
The lanky man fell to the ground.
Su Xue'er holstered the gun, tore another steel rod from the wrecked mecha, and dragged it over to the lanky man.
Buzz—
The long Horse-Head Blade in the lanky man's hand began to tremble.
Without hesitation, Su Xue'er raised the steel rod high and brought it down with all her strength on the lanky man's neck.
His head separated from his body.
The Horse-Head