Standing in front of the carousel, Su Yamo's eyes shone with a desperate desire for death. She raised her pistol and screamed frantically, "Go to hell!"
With that, Su Yamo pulled the trigger, aiming at the carousel.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
Several bullets whistled out, flying towards the carousel. A continuous "clang, clang, clang" was heard as the bullets struck the steel frame or the wooden horses, sparking flashes, but no bullet hit any of the men in suits.
"Click, click—"
Even though Su Yamo had run out of bullets, she desperately continued pulling the trigger, but the handgun merely emitted empty clicks, with no bullets left to fire.
Seeing this, the men in suits hiding behind the carousel chuckled as they stood up. They watched the bewildered Su Yamo with mocking eyes, like cats watching a mouse.
One of the men waved his hand and said, "Capture her alive. Be careful not to mar her delicate skin, or Master Xing will be displeased tonight."