Mark 71

The argument did not last long. The man who had stopped the car was clearly higher-ranking. He pulled the door open and climbed into the back seat. Miao Xin suddenly stepped forward and slipped in like a ghost, pressing a pistol to the sniper's temple and another to the driver's.

"Drive to the test range!" Su Ming said in broken English, ordering them to drive to the test range.

The two United States soldiers had just opened their mouths when Miao Xin switched the guns between her hands like lightning, before either could react.

The muzzle that had been pointed at the sniper swung toward the driver, while the other gun pressed against the sniper's temple. The whole motion was dizzyingly fast. Little Spiky Head pressed down harder with her wrists, leaving marks on both men's skin.

"Don't try anything stupid. I'm faster than you can imagine," Su Ming warned coldly.

Don't do anything stupid. I'm faster than you can imagine!

With the boost from Psionic Power, Little Spiky Head was far faster than an ordinary person, but Su Ming knew that the greater reason actually lay with Miao Xin. The girl's talent for physical combat was extraordinary.

Su Ming did not even know whether that was simply how vengeful spirits were, or whether Miao Xin was special.

The two soldiers wisely gave up resisting. The driver obediently drove to the test range and stopped beside the MK 71 Gun. Miao Xin struck again, landing a hard blow on each man's forehead. The driver was knocked out, but the sniper remained conscious.

I really do need more practice, Su Ming muttered to himself.

The sniper tried to grab a gun, but Miao Xin raised her hand and neatly evaded him, simultaneously pressing the other gun against his chin. As she