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.

is my gun, so of course it listens to

Joyce smiled smugly.

the rotten building, she could see that Charlotte only took Tommy with her, and Tommy did not have a gun with him, so obviously

who was a mercenary, ruthless and venomous, Tommy would be

own pistol, which she had modified with her own hands, had a special safety

a

had never

to see what Charlotte

turned out that Charlotte still

trick are you playing?" There

and she had

not willing to be

order you to get up! Kill her! Avenge Cecelia! Get up!" Tommy's chest was gurgling blood,

on 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 back

up, it's all your fault!

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