There was a laser pen on Sis Cannon’s chest. It shot far away and straight.

I patted Raffles, frightening him. He looked at me anxiously; I pulled him by his arm. “Let’s go.”

“Okay, alright.” He got up hastily.

Our gaze followed Sis Cannon’s shooting line, finally spotting Khai who had a light spot on his chest. “What’s going on?”

“Khai, you’re dead,” I said.

He looked at me in shock. “What?!”

I pointed at the light spot on his chest. “That’s Sis Cannon’s light cannon. You already entered her shooting range. So, you’re dead.”

“What?!?!” Khai exclaimed even louder.

Raffles rushed forward. He took out his pen, tiptoed and wrote the word ‘dead’ on Khai’s forehead.

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