Yi Jiali seemed to hear three 'thump—' sounds, the noise of bullets entering flesh.
It was her first time experiencing such a scene. Although she often went to shooting clubs and had a gun license, she had never bought a gun, let alone been in a direct shootout on the street.
This was truly thrilling.
Thump thump thump—
Three bodies dressed in suits fell face-first onto the street. Just a second earlier, they were assailants charging ahead with murderous intent, and now, they had become corpses, their warmth gradually fading away.
The bullets had gone through the center of their foreheads, their eyes wide open in a round stare, frozen in the last incredulous moment of their lives.
Yi Jiali stared blankly at the calm, silver-haired elderly man in front of her.
She felt both fear and excitement.
The fear originated from death, while the excitement came from the hunting instinct deep within the human body.
