She took a deep breath, reaching into the rice cooker, ready to grab the small slip of paper at the bottom.
However.
Just as her palm touched the small blue electric ball!
Thud.
A dull thud.
Like a heavy hammer striking the heart, CC's head jerked back suddenly.
Then her pupils trembled, her whole body tensed, and countless memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind out of nowhere, countless flickering images flashed before her eyes—
"Heh."
The girl's silvery laughter rang out, she removed the gun from the back of the man's head, and looked at the other Ultraman through the Ultraman mask:
"If I didn't kill him, it would have been you who died just now; he planned to kill all of you and take the property for himself, he's not a good man."
.
"I've only seen one person's gun skills comparable to yours, you both have the exact same stance when you draw your guns."
The girl pulled off the mask from her face:
