With the sound of the gunshot, Tommy looked down incredulously at his chest. The pain was delayed, and he did not feel the pain yet. Only dumbfounded, he looked at his chest and found a hole right in the middle.

He's been shot! He's been shot!

Although he grew up inside the military, he had never experienced actual combat.

Obviously, he pulled the trigger, but no bullets ever came out. Why it worked just properly when it was in Joyce's hands?

He had been shot! He was so scared that tears instantly flowed down his face and his lips trembled.

Then next, the delayed pain finally hit.

The overwhelming stimulation of the nerves went throughout his body. He fell to his knees in pain and could not get up again.

"Oh, don't be afraid. The bullet penetrated from your right chest rib, between the upper and lower lobe of the lung, so it's just a small wound that won't kill you.” Joyce's lips hung a beautiful and stunning smile. The shots were held with precision, as always.

"Why, why were you able to shoot?" Charlotte's eyes stormed above her distorted face in disbelief.

this is my gun, so of course it listens

Joyce smiled smugly.

Tommy with her, and Tommy did

a mercenary, ruthless and venomous, Tommy would be much easier to

had modified with her own hands, had a special safety switch. Tommy would

Tommy pointed a pistol

had never felt

with their acting, just to see what Charlotte was really

out that Charlotte still wanted

There

by Joyce, and she had lost even

not willing to

forward and kicked Tommy hard, "Get up, you useless thing! I order you to get up! Kill her! Avenge Cecelia! Get up!" Tommy's chest was gurgling

a ball of cotton, not a little effect. "Charlotte, that's enough! He's no match for me." Joyce frowned. Tommy was clearly just being hoodwinked and used by Charlotte. Charlotte stared

up, it's all your

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