The gun burst.

Blood splashed.

After a brief but suffocating moment of silence, George's scream rang through the narrow lane.

"God! My hands! My hand!" George was pale and frightened, covering his wrist pierced by a bullet. He just thought he had a chance. However, the fact told him that everything was his delusion! uuuuuuuuuuuu

George can swear that he never wanted to fight back, but he can swear that he didn't see clearly how the Oriental man rushed to him!

It's terrible.

None of the people present, even Lu Xiaoxiao, expected that Chu Mo would shoot so suddenly.

No hesitation, cold-blooded and cruel.

The young people behind George suddenly...