As usual, Evan started to concentrate. His hands began to emit white light. Then he waited.
"What?" Evan couldn't believe what was happening.
The gun doesn't emit light. This means that his strength did not work. Evan concentrated again, this time with his eyes closed. However, after a few seconds of waiting, his palms still couldn't feel the heat.
The people in the car just sat there and watched. Even the driver also continued to check through the rearview mirror. They obviously didn't want to ask because it might distract Evan.
With his mouth slightly agape and hands shaking, Evan raised the gun to his face. What happened? Was it because he was nervous? Because he hasn't done it in a long time? Or was it due to his current mental state?
If only Mimi were still around. He could answer Evan's question. Yet, he must immediately find the source of the problem and do something.
"Fuuuucckkkk!!!" Evan shouted on the third try.
