His whole body stiffened, and his hand slowly lifted to take his gun. He pointed his pistol at Scarlett before asking, "Who are you? Why did you come here!?"
"Who I am is none of your concern! What you need to be concerned about is that I will give you two choices. You can walk away, never show your face again, and live. Or you can fight me, hurt yourself, and die! Your choice, lad."
"BWAHAHA... This girl! You think you can leave this place alive, fighting all of us?" Another man behind the entrance said.
"What a stupid little missy!!" another shouted.
Scarlett didn't say a word. Her eyes only stared at the 13 guns pointed at her. Well, not her, but the man she used as a shield. And her face looks so serene.
It made everyone in the room tense. Because there was not the slightest bit of fear in this girl's eyes. On the contrary, everyone in the room who saw her eyes felt fear — they seemed to see demonic flames dancing through her eyes.
