The sound of the bullet entering the body is completely different from the sound of it hitting the ground.
This sound is muffled, like the thunder that explodes in the sky during summer.
Hou Tingfu's body swayed as if struck by lightning directly.
Her eyes reddened, with her lower lashes holding continuously flowing tears.
Yan Nanxun shot himself in the abdomen, blood splattering onto him, his strong body lightly swayed due to the bullet's penetration.
Then, with all the strength he had, he twisted his right hand.
Hou Tingfu saw his arm twist and bend again, using enough force to break his bones, forcing the gun in his hand not to point at Hou Tingfu.
And at that moment!
Yan Nanxun's arm lifted, the gun's muzzle aimed at his own temple.
Hou Tingfu's entire strength was drained at that instant.
When Yan Nanxun pointed the gun at her, she could fearlessly charge forward and face it head-on.
