The moment her body slammed hard into the wall, Beigong Ling felt several of her ribs break.
None of the earlier attacks had done this much damage, making Beigong Ling realize that her opponent was now on an entirely different level.
The instant the sudden change occurred, Amau Sueko raised her gun, aimed at Iris, and pulled the trigger, trying to cover Beigong Ling.
But the tranquilizer rounds stopped dead in front of Iris. She turned toward Amau Sueko and waved her hand, sending the bullets shooting back at her.
Amau Sueko scrambled to dodge. Luckily, the reflected tranquilizer rounds were not particularly fast, allowing her to barely evade them.
Beigong Ling stared at the girl before her, filled with shock and confusion.
The power Iris displayed had gone beyond that of a Third-Level Psionic. She had barely reached level four.
Why had this happened?
Beigong Ling did not know. All she knew was that if this continued, she might truly end up losing everything.
"From the very beginning, you've been imagining all on your own that I would help you deal with Mr. Jonas."
A flicker of mockery crossed Iris's scarlet eyes as she said:
"Have you ever considered the possibility... that I willingly became Mr. Jonas's sex doll?"
Beigong Ling no longer had the mental bandwidth to consider those words... Clutching her wound, she relied on her formidable physique to get back to her feet.
Meanwhile, Amau Sueko raised her pistol again, ready to keep Iris pinned down and give Beigong Ling a chance to escape.
But before she could pull the trigger, Iris's gaze fell on her. Amau Sueko felt as though a sledgehammer had struck her brain, and her mind instantly descended into chaos.
A long string of garbled characters and red warnings appeared before her