“Ten, he is a ten!” Jing reacted instantly.
“Thanks!” Chang took out a small pistol that he had collected and kept from a dead soldier. He fired twice at the EM with each bullet hitting one of the knees, which resulted in him immediately kneeling on the ground. Chang shouted out, “Stay still and stay silence!”
Zhizhi happened to see this when she walked in.
“Good call! Subduing them without force.”
“I am not fighting against them anyways.” Chang was still holding the pistol, his eyes browsing among the girls to find a face that he was familiar with. He asked her then, “Where is my worm box?”
“They hid it.” The girl pointed at the muscular EM.
His hands weren’t shaking at all, and his eyes not blinking. Chang walked up to the hard-bodied man. “Where is my worm box?”
“What worm box?”