C254 Chapter 254

This is the second time I've seen a real pistol. I don't know what kind of model it is. Or what, I only know that when the cold muzzle of the gun is pressed against my forehead, whatever kind of gun it is, it only takes a slight pull of the trigger to make me never see tomorrow's sun again.

"You'd better not move, do you understand?" The man sneered.

I didn't say anything