409: Don't Shoot

Don't Shoot

Ning didn't have to worry about being poisoned as his body could handle it without needing his intervention much. However, he couldn't say the same about the other two in front of him.  1

He looked up front and suddenly saw Lisa vomit out a whole bunch of juice onto the ground. He breathed heavily as she spat out what little juice there was in her mouth. 

"Oh no, honey," she cried out and immediately turned around towards Reever. Ning turned as well and was shocked. 

Reever was starting to foam at the mouth as his whole body spasmed uncontrollably. 

"No!" Lisa cried out. She put her hands on his chest and all she could do was watch them shake in fear. She was trying to do something, but she herself didn't know what she could even do in this situation. 

Her husband was dying of poison and the only thing she could do was watch him die. 

"Move," Ning stood up and immediately touched Reever's chest. 

'System, heal him,' he ordered without wasting a single moment. A low light shined from underneath his hands as the spasming body stopped moving and Reever finally coughed out the foam in his mouth. 

He felt his body go weak and fell unconscious. 

"What did you do?" Lisa cried out when she saw him faint. 

"Don't worry. I healed him. His body is weak so he fell unconscious. He will wake up soon," Ning said. "Are you okay though? You didn't seem to have any problem."

"I'm fine. I can take care of myself," Lisa said as she checked up on Reever. 

"Did you know it was poison?" Ning asked

"Not until it was too late," Lisa said. "How are you okay? I saw you drink it too."

"Don't worry about me. My body can handle many types of poison without much trouble. I am a medical professional, remember?" Ning said. "What about you? Where did you learn to deal with poisons in your drink?"

"We're taught from a young age to deal with any situations. This was just one of those," Lisa said. 

Ning looked at her with scrutiny and shook his head. "I'll go find that old lady. She has some explaining to do," Ning said.

"Don't," Lisa said. "That's only the start. More attacks will be happening soon. You need to find a place and hide for now."

Ning looked at her and asked, "Are you serious? How do you know that?" 

"Because they want to make sure I never return back there. They are trying to get rid of me right here, and that was only the start. That old lady was likely never old or a lady. You won't find her on the train anymore."

"Also, she messed up the easy kill, so we will have to go through the much more direct attack very soon," Lisa said.

Ning's eyes went wide at the girl's deduction. "Who hates you so much that they would rather kill you than watch you return?" Ning asked.

"It's… likely my 2nd brother. He is the only one I know who can do this," Lisa said. 

"Your family has internal struggling?" Ning asked.

"Yes," Lisa said. "it's never direct, but they still do it since it's impossible to point fingers without any evidence. They learned that I was coming back and likely plotted this attack."

"I see," Ning said. "So we still have enemies on this train."

"Yes," Lisa said as she looked at the empty seats around her with only a few people still there minding their own business. "It's very likely that we have enemies on this very cart."

Suddenly, a man about a few seats down who was reading his newspaper put down the paper and stood up. He reached behind him and brought out a gun before pointing it towards them. 

"You are way too smart for a young lady that does nothing but sell bread," he said. "Although, all that brain isn't going to help you right now."

Ning looked at the man with a shocked expression. He wasn't shocked that the man turned out to be an enemy. He was shocked that there were guns in this world now. 

'It's certainly developed to this point, huh?' he thought.

"Now, hands where I can see them, young miss," the man said. 

"You don't have to do this. Just go away," Ning said from the side. 

"Who the hell are you? I said hands up," the man shouted as he cocked his gun. 

Ning however didn't put his hands up at all. "Don't shoot, or you will—"

BANG

The man shot Ning directly in the forehead. The bullet entered Ning's head and came out on the other side. 

"AAAHH!" Lisa cried out.

"Uh-Uh! No shouting or moving, missy," the man said as he cocked his gun once more. "What happened to him is going to happen to you as well," he said. 

"YOU!! Do you even know who I am? Are you aware of what you are doing?" Lisa asked.

"Nope, who are you, missy? You are certainly important for someone to pay 50 Gols just to kill you," The man said. Suddenly the man caught Lisa moving her hands and immediately shot her on her leg. 

"You can't try that against me, missy. I've killed far too many people to be distracted from simple words," the man said and cocked his gun again. 

"Now you die. Any last words?" the man asked.

"Yes, just one," Ning's voice came from the side as the man lost all control of his body. He moved the only thing he could move right now, his eyes, and looked to the side to see Ning get up with not a single wound on him. 

He was miraculously resurrected somehow. The man's eyes went wide in fear at not being able to understand what had just happened. 

Suddenly, he felt his hands move as his elbows slowly bent towards himself and the gun was directly pointed to his own temple. 

His eyes were begging Ning not to do it, but he couldn't speak at all. 

"DIE!" 

BANG

The man sprayed his own brain all over the train floor and fell to the ground. 

Ning looked at the dead man and shook his head. 

Lisa looked at it and then immediately towards the others in the same cart. "Careful, we have more trouble incoming."

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