The woman's expression froze. In the next second, her eyes turned ruthless and commended, "You want to die here, is it? Fine!"
"Wait!! I have!"
Zhao Yu threw caution to the wind and said with a deadpan expression.
The woman nodded slightly and put the small flashlight to the side, illuminating herself.
She then quickly ejected the magazine from her gun, showing Zhao Yu the bullets inside, before reloading it.
"See? It's loaded."
Zhao Yu looked at her, puzzled.
She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Put your underwear back on."
Without questioning, Zhao Yu complied.
Once he was dressed, she said, "Come here, carry me out."
"Where are we going?"
Zhao Yu seemed to have an idea of her intentions and asked curiously.
From her appearance and the gear she had, it was clear that she wasn't an ordinary person.