Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"They have guns!"

"idiot!"

"Lord Suzuki!"

The piercing gunshots, like thunderclaps, instantly tore through the darkness, eliciting screams of terror.

The excruciating pain of the bullet tearing through flesh suddenly shot through Suzuki, who groaned and staggered backward uncontrollably.

The burning pain and subsequent numbness in his arm caused him to loosen his grip, and the samurai sword that had been held high fell to the ground with a clang, hitting the thick carpet with a dull thud.

Meanwhile, in the darkness, Lin Xi was tightly gripping the pistol in her hand, which still seemed to radiate the warmth of gunpowder smoke.

The cold metal gun barrel intertwined with the cold sweat seeping from her palms, creating a sticky and unfamiliar sensation.

Her overly tense nerves caused her body to tremble uncontrollably, even her fingertips were trembling. Only her index finger, which was on the trigger, was so tense that it was almost numb.

She could clearly hear her heart pounding wildly in her chest, thumping against her eardrums, almost drowning out everything around her.

"I said..." She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the tremor in her voice, making each word exude feigned composure and ruthlessness, "Don't move if you don't want your head to explode!"

A few steps away, Suzuki pressed his uninjured hand firmly against his bleeding arm.

Warm liquid kept oozing from between his fingers, quickly soaking his sleeves and dripping to the ground. Waves of intense pain washed over him, making his vision go black and his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat.

His entire body swayed unsteadily from the sudden, severe injury and blood loss. Shock, anger, excruciating pain, and a sense of disbelief surged into his heart at the same time.

A gun! She actually has a gun?!

He personally supervised the search when they entered, ensuring they were unarmed. So where did this gun come from? Could it be... a mole within his ranks?!

No! Impossible! He ruthlessly extinguished the thought as soon as it arose.

For this operation, he selected only those who were absolutely loyal to the empire, with pure faith, clean backgrounds, and no possibility of betrayal.

Then this gun... could it be that these cunning Chinese people really know some kind of Eastern magic trick?!

Lin Xi naturally couldn't hear Suzuki's frantic inner roar. She clenched her teeth tightly, her teeth sinking deep into the soft flesh inside her lower lip, using the sharp pain to keep herself awake.

That gunshot had almost exhausted all the strength in her pampered body.

The powerful recoil made her hands go numb, her entire right arm and shoulder ached and swelled, almost losing all feeling, and her legs were weak and unsteady from the series of strong movements.

The smell of blood and gunpowder mingled together, assaulting her nostrils and making her want to vomit, but she could only force herself to endure it.

Vision was blurred in the darkness, but hearing became exceptionally sharp. Although the gunshot had a certain deterrent effect, it had also revealed her and Suzuki's location.

She could clearly hear the footsteps that had been silenced by the darkness and chaos around her becoming clear again, and closing in on her and Suzuki.

She knew that she had to control Suzuki again and take him hostage in order to have any chance of escaping with Shen Jingyuan.

However, her mind was clear, but her heavy body wouldn't obey her commands.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to try to take a step forward, getting closer to Suzuki, who was breathing heavily in pain in the darkness.

But just as she took a step, Suzuki, who had finally recovered from his shock, seemed to realize her intention. With a roar, he pounced on her.

Lin Xi was startled and subconsciously raised the gun in her hand again, taking a step to the side, trying to dodge.

But at the crucial moment, whether she stepped on a rolling ornament or a fallen corpse, she suddenly tripped, her already weak body instantly lost its balance, and then she fell forward uncontrollably.

Finished!

Lin Xi reached out, futilely spreading her five fingers in the air, trying to grab something to steady herself, but to no avail.

However, the expected pain of falling to the ground did not come.

At the critical moment, she felt a tightness around her waist, and then a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her and pulled her backward.

Immediately afterwards, a hot and firm chest pressed against her back, protecting and stabilizing her, and the familiar scent instantly enveloped her.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

She could hear Shen Jingyuan's rapid and hot breath in her ear. Before Lin Xi could fully recover from the dizziness of losing her balance, she felt her right arm, which was hanging down, being lifted up by a force.

Shen Jingyuan's warm palm enveloped her cold, trembling fingertips, guiding her gun-wielding hand to decisively change direction in the darkness and pull the trigger cleanly.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out.

Gunshots ripped through the silence once more.

"Ah—!! My leg!!" Suzuki's even more piercing scream rang out almost simultaneously with the gunshot, followed by the dull thud of a heavy object crashing to the ground.

Having landed a successful blow, Shen Jingyuan did not pause for a moment.

He half-carried the nearly exhausted Lin Xi, rushed to where Suzuki had fallen in a few steps, bent down and reached out, precisely grabbing Suzuki's throat, and forcefully lifting the writhing, pained man from the ground.

"Shut up!" Shen Jingyuan's voice was as cold as ice. His fingers tightened slightly around Suzuki's throat, instantly silencing the screams that were escaping his lips, leaving only broken gasps.

"Make them open the door!" Shen Jingyuan pressed the muzzle of his gun firmly against Suzuki's sweat-drenched forehead, his tone chilling.

The excruciating pain in his throat and the tearing sensation from the wounds on his hands and feet caused Suzuki to convulse uncontrollably.

Driven by the will to survive, he futilely clawed at Shen Jingyuan's iron-like arm with his uninjured hand, barely managing to catch his breath. He managed to squeeze out a few broken words from deep in his throat, "Okay...okay...open...open the door! Open the door quickly!"

With their superior in someone else's hands, the leaderless samurai had no choice but to obey Suzuki's orders. They put down their katana and groped their way to open the tightly closed door.

With their leader subdued, the warriors, hesitant to act, exchanged bewildered glances. Finally, amidst a tense commotion, someone fumbled and, with a click, opened the heavy solid wood door.

The lights in the corridor were still dim and yellow, but for eyes that had struggled in absolute darkness for so long, they were so bright that they almost brought tears to one's eyes.

The light dispelled the darkness, but it also mercilessly illuminated the scene of carnage in the room—lying corpses, splattered blood, broken furniture, and a faint smell of gunpowder.

"Ugh..." The horrific scene before her eyes made Lin Xi's stomach churn, and she couldn't help but gag.

"Don't look."

Shen Jingyuan's deep voice rang in his ears. He turned slightly to the side, completely blocking Lin Xi's view and protecting her behind him. Then, dragging the half-dead Suzuki, he carefully moved towards the corridor, enduring the murderous gazes of the samurai.

Just as Lin Xi thought he would take Suzuki hostage and leave, Shen Jingyuan, who had retreated to the doorway, flashed a cold light in his eyes and, without warning, raised his gun and swiftly fired a shot into Suzuki's chest.

"boom!"

As the gunshot rang out, he kicked the dying Suzuki violently towards the pursuing samurai.

"go!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the samurai were scrambling to catch Suzuki and were in disarray, Shen Jingyuan grabbed Lin Xi's hand and pulled her along as fast as he could towards the end of the dimly lit corridor without looking back.

"Lord Suzuki!!"

Behind them came the mournful cries of the warriors, filled with shock and anger, and the sound of chaotic footsteps.

"Cough...cough cough...Don't, don't worry about me...chase! There are still our people ahead...they...don't have that many bullets..."

Suzuki, caught by his companion, coughed up a mouthful of blood as his chest heaved violently. With his last breath, he screamed his final words, his face contorted in pain, before his head lolled to the side and he fell silent.

"Lord Suzuki!"

"Avenge Lord Suzuki!"

After a brief silence, the flames of hatred were ignited, and the warriors, their eyes blazing with fury, rose to their feet, raised their swords, and chased after Lin Xi and the other man in the direction they had gone!