Daiwa Scarlet had barely gotten one word out when three bullets flew her way.
The tranquilizer darts struck her, and once Zhou Yuang had fired, he headed straight down the stairs.
Three shots had brought down Eishin Flash. There was no reason Daiwa Scarlet would stay standing.
But after only a few steps, Zhou Yuang stopped.
Daiwa Scarlet was still on her feet with three darts stuck in her. He had no idea what to say.
"How are you still fine?!"
Was this a joke? Why wasn't she unconscious?
Seeing that she was still standing there, Zhou Yuang raised his pistol again.
His earlier shots had hit her arm, thigh, and abdomen.
When she showed no reaction, he fired another shot into her chest.
An M1911 magazine held seven rounds. Chamber one, then insert a full magazine, and that made eight.
He had fired one at McQueen, three at Eishin Flash, and four at Daiwa Scarlet. His pistol was empty now, but even reloading seemed pointless.
Daiwa Scarlet looked down at the tranquilizer darts in her body, then raised her gaze to Zhou Yuang.
Her bewitching, snake-like eyes glowed red in the dark, fixed firmly on him.
She parted her lips to show a little fang, ran her tongue lightly over her lips and tooth, then crooked a finger at him.
"You want to be Tachyon's trainer, don't you? You seem like a very naughty trainer..."
"Why are you still fine after four shots?"
Seriously? One shot put McQueen down, and Flash needed three at most. How are four not enough for you?
Would it take twelve shots before you finally went down satisfied?
Looking at the still-vigorous Uma Musume, Zhou Yuang remembered something.
Her real-world counterpart had been a musclehead through and through.
Even Air Groove, a powerfully built