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Ye Qiao clenched her fists and her eyes were red. She looked at Lu Beixiao and nodded heavily. Her gaze became firm.

"Brother Xiao! I'm not afraid," she said in a deep voice, swallowing her choked throat.

"Good. Let's go get some weapons now," he said and took her hand, leading her to the back of the gallery. They knew every area of the shooting gallery very well.

However, what weapons could the shooting gallery have? They were only gun models.

The guns were all fake but there were other weapons that were real and not just props.

He picked a few practical imported military knives and put them in her overalls pocket.

"Do you know what these are? Do you know how to use them?"

Ye Qiao nodded as if she was a good student. He recognized all kinds of melee weapons and models of guns in the shooting gallery and even taught her. She remembered some of the knowledge that he had taught her when she first came here with Lu Beixiao two years ago.