Ye Jian held her breath as she hid in the dark. The mercenary raised his hand and closed the door. Using the light refracted during that instant before the door was about to shut, Ye Jian made her move as a flash of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes.
Her target was the pistol in her opponent's hand.
The lunchbox that this person was carrying had turned into a gun.
Guns weren't a good thing. In the enemy's hand, they were dangerous and unpleasant. She has to either snatch the gun or kick it away.
Ye Jian didn't plan to snatch the gun. She planned to kick it away. This was a test of her close combat skills. She would do whatever it takes to win. She would hit the person until he had no breath left.
