On the stairs, more thugs rushed down with even more guns. They didn't use handguns anymore, every single thug was holding an automatic rifle in their hand.
"Die, freak!" A thug roared and pulled the trigger.
He didn't even aim. The gun sprayed uncontrollably and most of the bullets scattered to the surroundings without hitting Selina. Those who did bounced off of her armor like soft beans.
Selina picked up a wooden bench on the floor and threw it at the thug. The chair broke into pieces along with the bones inside his body.
The other pointed their guns at her at the same time and pulled the trigger. They aimed carefully this time.
But it was all of nothing. The bullets bounced off like fireworks.
Mater hid behind Selina and yawned.
"Finish it up, Selina." The black cat meowed.
Selina nodded. She rushed to the stairs.
All the thugs widened their eyes like a truck was coming directly to them.
"RUN!"
