C170 Death of Zhu Xiajun

The sound of the trigger being pulled still reverberated in my mind. In that instant, I had already closed my eyes, unable to bear to watch the sight of my senior brother's brains shooting out.

However, other than the sound of the trigger being pulled, there was no other sound.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that my senior brother's legs were already trembling, his face pale white