Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1193: Knock, Knock, Knock…

Chapter 1193: Knock, Knock, Knock...

Ning Shu washed up and prepared to head to bed. She started practicing the Unsurpa.s.sable Martial Arts. No matter what, she needed a healthy body in order to complete this task well.

Ning Shu was rather gratified that the Unsurpa.s.sable Martial Arts belonged to her and wasn’t something she got from the system, otherwise there’d be no way for her to use it now.

As expected, it was important to depend on yourself and learn things. Things from the system could spaz out and be revoked without any warning. The system didn’t care about people’s lives at all.

The other three maids in the room had also gone to sleep. Ning Shu silently recited the Unsurpa.s.sable Martial Arts’s chant.

Knock, knock, knock...

At this time, there came the sound of knocking. The knocks were very rhythmic, like they were knocking on a person’s heart.

“Hey, someone go open the door. Someone’s master probably needs something,” said a maid in a nasally tone.

“The pregnant Lady Song probably wants something. Whoever’s master is, go open the door,” said another maid.

Although that’s what they said, all three maids got up from their beds.

Ning Shu was getting a little jittery from the sound of the knocks. She suddenly felt a little alarmed and apprehensive.

“I’ll go open it.” When they saw that Ning Shu wasn’t moving, one of the maids rolled her eyes at Ning Shu, then put on her shoes. She first adjusted the lamp wick to make the oil lamp burn brighter, then went to open the door.

The door opened with a creak and Ning Shu immediately looked towards the door to find that the maid who had opened the door had collapsed to the ground. She hadn’t struggled or cried out in pain and was simply lying on the ground, seeming to no longer be breathing.

Ning Shu’s heart jumped and she hastily got off the bed and ran to the door without even bothering to put on her shoes. When she got to the door, she immediately started retreating back into the room.

Because she saw a pitch-black barrel point straight at her.

A gun!!!?

Right after, a man in a black windbreaker walked in. The hems of his windbreaker fluttered slightly and his entire body emitted a very indifferent aura. At this moment, he was currently pointing a gun to Ning Shu’s head.

Ning Shu :Σ(°△°)︴

It’s... it’s the uncle !

The uncle was wearing a black windbreaker as usual. Right now, it was pitch-black outside, so it made him seem like a demon, extremely cold and detached.

Ning Shu’s hair rose on end as she faced the pitch-black muzzle of the gun, even her soul seemed to be shaking as if she was facing something extremely terrifying.

Ning Shu’s facial muscles trembled and cold sweat was seeping out on her forehead. With a gun pointed to her head like this, she was finding it difficult to even speak.

It was like she was a frog that was being stared at by a poisonous snake. It was like facing a predator.

Ning Shu raised her hands to surrender. This was the Qing Dynasty, it was against the rules for you to have a gun! How come you got to be so willful!?

Ning Shu dared to guarantee that the moment she moved, she’d immediately be killed.

The school doctor uncle adjusted his gla.s.ses slightly, then looked towards Ning Shu and lifted his brows. “An intermediate task-taker?”

Although it was a question, his tone was very flat, even indifferent.

The school doctor uncle moved the gun away from Ning Shu’s head and pointed it at the other two maids in the room.

“Please let me off! I’ll leave this plane right away! I was wrong!” A maid fell to a kneel on the ground and kowtowed towards the school doctor uncle like she was filled with regrets. Her face was covered with tears and snot.

Ning Shu: Dumbfounded...

The school doctor uncle lifted his brows and said, “Alright.”

“Thank you!” The maid smiled in relief through her tears, but in the next second her expression froze and her body collapsed to the ground. There was no injury on her body, but she was no longer breathing.

Ning Shu didn’t even hear the sound of a gun fire. She turned her stiff neck to look towards the maid who had collapsed to the ground, then found that the school doctor uncle was currently looking at her. She was immediately so frightened that she felt about to wet herself.

“Your turn,” said the uncle. He aimed at the other maid who was shaking in fear and pulled the trigger. The maid died without even having the chance to resist.

Ning Shu’s forehead was covered with sweat and all the muscles on her body were shaking. When the uncle looked towards her, her facial muscles started convulsing even harder.