It'll Come Naturally

"Don't worry. I trained for this in military school." Daisy knew that Edward worried about her. She would do the same if Edward were in her position. They both cared a lot about each other.

"Promise me: stay safe. If not for your own sake, at least do it for me. Be careful, "

Edward urged, his eyes full of concern and affection. Yet Daisy suddenly jumped out just after he finished his words. She was as quick as a viper's strike that no one ever saw her. Not even Edward who sat beside her had expected her sudden and fast action.

But she was right. She was trained for this. She wrapped herself in a coat, assessed the angle, opened the door, and she was out, rolling. She got up and trotted up the hill with no time to check her grazed skin. As much as she had used all her skills, she still moved slower than usual due to the inconvenient outfit. That was a performance gap she didn't want to see.

Yet she was also aware that she had no time left to mourn this painful disparity. At this moment, time meant life. She found a vantage point to set up the rifle.

She set up the sniper rifle, got down on the ground, found the target, pulled back the bolt, and got loaded. With the target aimed at and all other factors calculated, she adjusted her breath, then squeezed the trigger. Her moves were smooth and skilled. The bullet she fired hit the driver of the leading car in the head.

She was bold and quick. After her first target was down, she now moved onto the next car. With the curl of finger, she shot out the second bullet right into the moving car.

"Crap. There's an expert sniper hiding somewhere. Relay that to the boss," said a man in the car that was about to lose control and hit the tree beside the road. But his reasonable analysis was too late. Their car ran into the tree and died, so did the men in the car.

Daisy curled her lips and formed a cruel smile. Yet she dare not underestimate her rivals. She was good, but someone else in the group could be just as good -- or better. She picked up the rifle and moved to a different firing position.

"Mr. Mu, are you alright?" Edward followed Daisy's instructions and parked his car in a more secluded spot. But even so, Luke still found where he was by the dim light from the streetlamp.

okay. Go find a place for us to fight back." Edward sneered and ran

grove with both a gun and diamond-shaped darts which could kill people in short distance without making

are they? They flee so fast." Daisy had climbed up the hill at full speed, yet two cars

together. The Boss is quite interested in that woman. If you find them, kill all

He'd have a great time," The other man said, laughing loudly. 'What a sick man! And lusting after my wife? Yeah, I've got a bullet with

shooting. To Edward, that man's days were numbered the moment he fantasized about Daisy. Without thinking about

one by one," the gang leader ordered. It was quite intimidating to see a man speaking and laughing one minute ago and then

figured and threw a diamond-shaped dart. It buried itself in the throat of the man nearest him, leaving that underling no chance to breathe, let alone to call for

that these horrible cowards could survive the cutthroat world of gunrunning. Their boss must be either a moron or a careless playboy. Or maybe he's a licentious fool, or

a big tree. He was smart about it, and managed to evade their shots.

their attention away from Edward. He didn't kill any, but helped drain their ammo and

This was what the gang was doing. Half of their men were gunned down, but Luke, Edward, and Daisy were nowhere to be found. They were hidden killers, striking from the shadows then ducking back into the darkness. The gang figured out they were at a disadvantage and searched for a hiding place as well. If they couldn't find one, they had

when a bullet flew past her ear. So under the cover of the dark night, she changed to another hiding place. She was close to where Edward parked. And she must make

dirt. But it didn't make her look any less beautiful. She was even more

Then let's show our true power in this gun fight. We're gun runners. We can't lose with all these advanced weapons," the big boss said, stroking his chin in contemplation. He looked at these luxurious cars burning in the sea of fire without the slightest sympathy for his dead underlings.

he's hiding." As all the gang cars stopped, Daisy began to worry about Edward. There were too many of them. She had destroyed quite a few of their cars, but there were still a dozen more. So it was

been trained for fights like this. Nor had he faced any situation this dangerous. She didn't know whether Edward could deal with all this. She had to get to Edward as soon as possible, or she would