Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

With Rei Furuya protecting her, Shiho Miyano had enough time and patience to watch her brother learn how to shoot.

Load the gun, aim at the target, and shoot!

At first she always hit it crooked, like a new generation of outline master.

Gradually, her bullets were able to hit the enemy's legs, shoulders, arms...

Fūya Rei noticed her behavior, and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth. He flashed and pulled out the blind stick from the half-dead man's stomach, and raised his hand to hit the arm of the leader who was aiming at Shiho.

‘Crack! ’

The crisp sound of the broken wrist bone was not obvious in the battle. The moment the man screamed, he punched the opponent's head.

The man's body went limp and he fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

Seeing a large group of people lying on the ground, only less than ten people were left, being held back by the bartender and engaging in a one-on-one fight.

Fūya Rei was breathing slightly, and he slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and slender forearms.

He casually loosened the tie around his neck, unbuttoned a shirt button, and leaned lazily against the car, looking incredibly cool and handsome.

He folded his blind stick and spun it in circles in his hand, round and round, so fast that it was dazzling to watch.

"Shiho, have you learned how to greet strangers?" he asked with a smile.

The voice was clear and crisp, and Miyano Shiho felt as if nothing could break his calm and composure.

She held the gun and stood in front of her brother, guarding against any danger that might arise at any time, with the loaded gun pointed at the outside world.

She didn't look at her brother. Her eyes were shining with intense excitement, and her face was flushed. "Brother, I haven't learned it yet. Can you continue to teach me next time?"

She touched the gun in her hand, her eyes burning with anger.

Rei Furuya: ...You don't seem to be in a good mood.

Miyano Shiho seemed to have thought of something, raised her head and looked at her brother, and asked impatiently: "G, can you give Lisa to me?"

Furiya Rei's expression suddenly became subtle, and he said in a strange tone: "Lisa...?"

Miyano Shiho raised the submachine gun in his hand and said in a strangled voice, "That's her. Lisa is the name I gave this good girl."

Furuya Rei: "...Then I'll give it to you."

You said this submachine gun is a good girl. Can I still behave ungentlemanly towards a lady?

He looked at the girl hesitantly, "Shiho, are you still adjusting?"

Miyano Shiho seemed to know what he was asking. She raised her chin slightly and said calmly, "I'm used to it. And we didn't kill anyone, did we? They were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Even if the police came, we wouldn't be afraid. We were just acting in self-defense."

She glanced at the blood on the floor and saw the bartender swinging a baseball bat and hitting the enemy's head. The sound made her feel phantom pain. She couldn't help but add, "At best, it was excessive self-defense. Some medical expenses will be enough. After all, these people were armed, so we have reason to be afraid."

She grew up in the organization, so no matter how kind she is, her standards are different from those of ordinary people.

Moreover, these people wanted to attack my brother and used me to threaten him!

How could she not be angry!

Not killing them is the most law-abiding bottom line.

Furiya Rei bent down and pulled out two bottles of water from the car, handed them to Miyano Shiho, and said jokingly, "How long did it take you to memorize such official and organized words?"

Miyano Shiho blushed, her eyes wandering between the water and the submachine gun: "My sister taught me."

After hesitating for a long time, she put the gun back into the car and took the water under the teasing expression of Fūya Rei.

When I twisted it, I found that the bottle cap had been loosened by my brother in advance.

Her heart warmed, and she tilted her head back and took a few big gulps of mountain spring water. She felt the sweetness spread from her mouth to her heart.

After making sure that Shiho was not frightened, Furuya Rei slowly walked to the unconscious leader.

The bartender had already dealt with the others by this time. He came to Fūya Rei, breathing heavily, holding a gun, to protect him. His muscles were tense and he was very alert.

Fūya Rei did not refuse his behavior. He swung the cane lightly, and the cane stretched inch by inch in the air like a magic trick.

He poked the man's broken wrist bone with the tip of his cane until it pierced the skin and blood oozed out. The man then woke up with a pale face.

"Sir, did you sleep well?" He tilted his head, the curve of his mouth was the same as before, and his tone was gentle and polite.

The seriously injured man laughed miserably: "Let me knock you out too, then you'll know whether you sleep well or not."

Furuya Rei said sincerely, "It's still daytime, stop dreaming."

The man raised his eyelids and looked over, and met directly into those empty eyes. It seemed as if there was a mysterious and terrifying beast hidden in them, which made him feel cold down his spine and he dared not look closely.

Fūya Rei placed his cane against the man's throat and said unhappily, "You said something very inappropriate before. Now apologize."

The man's eyes slid across his, and he said weakly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you blind."

"No," said Furuya Rei, "you said something else, sir."

The blind stick suddenly moved forward, and the cold tip pierced his skin. He felt a burning pain in his throat and didn't even dare to swallow his saliva for fear of hitting the blind stick.

"I, I shouldn't threaten little girls." The man wised up for once and squeezed out these words from his throat.

The blind stick floated away and the man breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he listened to the other party's calm command: "Tell me where did you get the information about me?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then, sensing the cane's stirring, he quickly confessed, "I bought it from an information dealer."

He quickly told Furuya Rei the location and name of the information dealer, and continued, "He also told me your location."

Fūya Rei realized that what he said was true, and he leaned on his blind stick, deep in thought.

The man asked mournfully, "Sir, can I go now?"

Fūya Ling raised his chin and said casually, "As you wish."

He turned and walked towards the car, the bartender hurriedly followed, and Miyano Shiho also returned to the car.

Although the car can't be driven, it's better than standing there stupidly in the wilderness.

After getting in the car, he said to Miyano Shiho: "Shiho, call the police."

Miyano Shiho: Huh?

Brother, it was you who hit someone else's head just now, not someone else who hit you on the head, right?

This is clearly a gang fight. There's evidence of a crime in the car, and even my hands are filled with the smell of gunpowder. In this situation, you want the police to come?

She said puzzledly, "I don't understand."

"Shiho, you've misplaced our position." Furuya Rei carefully chose his words, educating the innocent little girl and guiding her carefully. "There were three of us in the car: the frail bartender, the blind disabled brother, and the little middle school girl. How could we possibly defeat so many strong men armed with firearms?"

"We are just innocent passers-by who suffered an unexpected disaster!"