"Go over there, don't come near." The man's voice was indifferent, his tone steady. Before she could react, Xiaren was pushed aside by him.
In the night, she saw him draw a sleek, black gun under the moonlight. His arm extended straight out, he took a shot and killed the leading boar. With one lethal stroke, the group of boars seemed disoriented and started to scatter.
Xiaren counted almost thirteen wild boars that night. As the boars fled, a few ran directly towards Qiao Xiaren, showing their fierce, large teeth.
The boars couldn't get close to Si Limo, yet they all rushed towards her. A cold light flashed in Si Limo's eyes as he threw her another gun from his waist.
There was no hint of panic on Qiao Xiaren's face. She smoothly caught the pistol, turned the safety on in one fluid motion, hooked her pinky, and turned around to open fire on the boars.
The boars let out a roaring sound that would fill ordinary people with fear. Yet Qiao Xiaren remained unfazed. Her icy face looked extraordinarily beautiful in the night. With gun in hand, she kicked a boar's sharp tooth with one foot. Her movements were graceful, yet each one was deadly.
Under her onslaught, the boars let out terrifying sounds. Xiaren attacked without mercy, her breathing remained steady, and her movements were graceful, like an elegant arc drawn in mid-air.
"Roar..." A boar opened its yawning mouth, its sharp teeth bearing, only for Qiao Xiaren to forcefully kick it into a large rock. It hit its head violently on the rock, killing it instantly.
"Not bad," Si Limo said, walking up to her with his gun, admiration in his eyes. The air still lingered with the scent of boar blood, which caused Xiaren to wrinkle her nose in disgust.
"I'll take care of the boar's carcasses," Si Limo said, seeing her frown, he gave a low chuckle and motioned for her to sit and rest. However, Qiao Xiaren remained standing, eyeing the blood-soaked ground.
The price of boar meat was sky-high in the market. The carcasses of the thirteen boars that now laid dead on the ground could substantially improve the meals of the soldiers.
A few torches suddenly appeared from the bushes. Turning around, she saw a solemn-faced Zhao Jiashi holding a torch, with a gun at his waist, followed by a group of men.
Hearing these fellows call him 'Young Master Si', Qiao Xiaren's heart skipped a beat. She did not expect the man in front of her to be the legendary youngest Young Master Si, Si Limo.
The moment they heard noises from the hill, Zhao Jiashi alerted his men and rushed over. Thinking that Young Master Si might be attacked, they hadn't realized it was just boars.
For someone with Si Limo's skills, boars were no match.
Recently, Shanshui Town had been disturbed by fugitives hiding out, harassing Shenzhen and hurting the villagers. After all, Shanshui Town's terrain was dangerous and ideal for people who wanted to evade the authorities.
Si Limo put down the gun still stained with boar's blood, stretched his neck and wrist, making a comfortable gesture.
"You guys came just at the right time. Help carry these boars back. We can cook them into several large pots, for everyone to enjoy something fresh."
"Yes, Young Master Si." Each man carried a boar, a rare smile appeared on Zhao Jiashi's dark face. "Young Master Si's performance was rare; the cook will be working overtime this time."
With so many boars, they could feast for several days.
"I can't take all the credit, this little lass helped a lot. If you guys are enjoying a feast, you should thank her."