Yuja languidly crawled on the floor. She reached the legs of the third guy just when he was in midst of aiming.
*Bang!*
She was just right on time. Before he shot, she swiped her languid harm on his legs, making him off balance.
*Crack!*
The bullet hit the tiles again.
"You shitty bitch!"
The third guy got up from being tackled. He was just about to turn his gun when suddenly…
*Screech!*
*Splat!*
His right arm holding the gun was pierced with a wooden stick, while his head was bashed with a rock.
The third guy lost consciousness after being physically shocked in his head.
"Can you walk? Actually, don't. I'll just carry you." Yellow immediately hugged the girl. He brought her up in his chest, rest her head on his shoulders, and carried her bottom using his forearm, like carrying a newborn child.
But then… a laugh came around.
"Ha ha ha!" The leader laughed horridly.
Yellow turned around, and there he saw, the leader of the group holding a gun aiming at them.
"You killed my future generation, surely you won't mind if I kill you now, right!? Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Son of a bitch"
It's too late for Yellow to do anything. He's carrying a girl, his arms are preoccupied, and he can't run fast enough while carrying someone.
Then he saw the leader pulling the trigger of the gun… He instinctively turned around… trying to protect the girl he just rescued…
The bullet pierced his right chest… but his eyes turned wide as he saw… the bullet passing through him and directly hitting the girl in her left chest, directly to her heart.
Blood flowed from both of their chests, mixing it with their wet clothes. It was sticky. It smelled strong of iron. And, it was horrendous.
Yellow looked at Yuja with eyes wide open.