It seemed like in an instant, the previously inconspicuous Flossie suddenly became the center of attention.
She became the focus of their concern.
It was unclear whether it was her aura or her murderous intent that lingered around her.
In any case—
Accidentally meeting her gaze would make one feel a chill down their spine, as if a creeping cold was spreading in the heart, causing a slight tremor in their core.
A sniper?
No matter her abilities, her presence alone was enough to suppress their disdain and make them look at her with newfound seriousness.
However, the square-faced SWAT officer seemed very indifferent, snorted, and asked coldly, "Are you guys out of people over there?"
Jessie Grain's eyes curved, but the subtle smile and friendliness in them gradually faded a bit.
Standing beside her, Flossie Wright, not moving an inch, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth in a defiant smile, and said deliberately, "To support you, we are enough."
