Jeffrey didn't know what he was doing, but a gunshot rang out from not far away. By the time he came back to his senses, he had already thrown himself into the air.
He could clearly feel something whizzing past his ear, and then he heard Corey curse, "D*mn it!"
Then, there were two more muffled sounds.
"Hey, you brat, it's time to get up!" Corey pushed away the person lying on him.
Jeffrey looked at Corey's bleeding arm in confusion.
When he saw the person hiding in the corner raise his gun and aim it at Corey, he instinctively pounced forward.
He did not know why he did it, but he did it.
He thought that maybe it was because Corey was the only one who could bring him out, so nothing could happen to Corey.
Jeffrey could only come up with this excuse.
But in fact, he had underestimated Corey. If even a layman like him could discover something, how could a veteran like Corey not discover it?
