No one in the whole country had ever seen someone walk down the street blasting heads open with real guns! Cyril frowned and turned to the second team's leader. "Tank, what's that sound?" Tank looked just as lost. "Cyril, doesn't it kinda sound like gunfire?" "No way! If it were guns, then it'd have to be ... " He glanced at the pistol in his hand. "Like a submachine gun or something?" Impossible. This was Drakoria, after all! However, before the words fully left his mouth, two women stepped out of the building entrance, fully armed. Their helmets covered their faces, but one look at that perfect figure, and it was obvious they were women.And what were they holding? "Submachine gun?" "Assault rifle!" Cyril and Tank's eyes went wide, their lackeys behind them frozen in place. The shock on their faces quickly twisted into raw terror. Oh no! "Run!" Tank screamed, stumbling backward in a panic. His legs gave out, refusing to carry him. Cyril raised his pistol, ready to fire first, but the women were faster. Natalie and Olivia took positions on either side, spraying bullets into the packed group. They did not even need to aim carefully—just keep the guns steady and keep firing.The thugs were torn apart, collapsing in heaps one after another. When Cyril fell, his hand still clenched his pistol. His face froze in disbelief. "Impossible ... How ... " And then he shut his eyes for good. Less than a minute, and it was all over. The courtyard was littered with a hundred corpses, blood soaking the ground. Natalie quickly collected Cyril's gun so no one else could use it, then walked back to Olivia's side. The two women removed their helmets, exchanging a small smile. Above them, the residents who had been peeking from their windows were utterly stunned. One had a shaved head, the other long, clean hair—a rare sight in the apocalypse. They instantly recognized them as the girls from the 14th floor, Olivia and Natalie. Fear and awe filled the eyes of everyone watching. These two were not just strong—they were terrifying! That was not a fight they had just witnessed. It was a massacre. They were already so skilled, and now heaven had even given them guns? It just did not seem fair. The whole neighborhood fell silent. Then suddenly, a shout broke out from upstairs. "Holy crap! That was insane!!" It was Harold, leaning out from the 15th-floor window, yelling at the top of his lungs. Moments later, he bolted from his apartment, rushing downstairs in excitement. Behind him, Ghania, still shaken, could not help smiling faintly at her son's recklessness. "That rascal ... " She glanced at the two girls below, her heart sighing. Her son had really made powerful, reliable friends. The apocalypse was brutal. Hopefully, these kids could hold on to their hearts, keep growing, and live through it all. Downstairs, Harold came running, nearly tripping in his excitement. "I was upstairs bracing for a fight, and then I heard gunfire. Next thing I see, you two are mowing down enemies like it's nothing! You were amazing!!" Natalie chuckled, about to reply, when another shout came from nearby. "Natalie! Owen's trying to run!"She turned and spotted Elena. Elena was on the ground, clutching a badly wounded Owen, holding onto his leg with all her strength as she yelled toward them. It turned out that Owen had managed to avoid the slaughter, injured and hidden among the bodies. Seeing everyone else dead, and Natalie and Olivia distracted by Harold, he had tried to slip away. After all, he had betrayed Natalie and killed Olivia's husband. If they realized he was still alive, his fate was sealed. However, before he got far, Elena grabbed him and refused to let go. Earlier, one of the thugs had been dragging her back inside the complex, but when the gunfire broke out, he turned around—only to be killed instantly by Natalie's bullets. Elena had hidden herself just in time.She was still reeling from seeing the two girls unleash such firepower when Owen crawled out from the pile of corpses, sneaking toward her side. Remembering all the awful things he had done to her, Elena did not hesitate—she seized him and shouted for Natalie. You heartless bastard! Let's see how you get out of this one! Owen's face twisted in fury as he realized Elena had sold him out.