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 into the bushes beside with

the grove with both a gun and diamond-shaped darts which could kill people in short

hill at full speed, yet two cars still escaped

the car light go off over there. So they must be hiding somewhere around here. Pull it together. The Boss is quite interested in that woman. If you find them, kill all the men, only capture the woman for our boss's pleasure." A man ordered. His conceited tone implied that they thought of Daisy only as some weak

colonel. He'd have a great time," The other man said, laughing

He might be no good sniper, but that didn't mean that he was lousy at shooting. To Edward, that man's days were numbered the moment he fantasized about Daisy. Without thinking about it further, he squeezed the trigger and gave the man what was

into groups and root them out one by one," the gang leader ordered. It was quite intimidating to see a man speaking and laughing one

deal with you, ' Luke figured and threw a diamond-shaped dart. It buried itself in the throat of the man nearest him,

He found it hard to believe that these horrible cowards could survive the

behind a big tree. He was smart

stopped lurking and began shooting back to divert their attention away from Edward. He didn't kill any, but helped drain their ammo and distracted them, giving Edward better odds of

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 to stall for

that fact 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

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

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

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 not hard to estimate how many people were

whether Edward could deal with all this. She had