Chapter 172 Terror, Horror and Panic
- She pressed the trigger and the gunshot was surprisingly silent, and to my horror, I realized that there was a silencer fixed to the gun. I was frozen, expecting the bullet to pierce right through my forehead and blow my brains out… but she shot at the glass wall right behind the bed. There was an unholy scream of glass as the wall shattered into pieces and collapsed right behind me.
- With a gasp, I ducked, shielding my head with my arms. My entire body had gone as cold as a corpse from the shock. She just shut a real gun a few inches over my head. The worst part was that she used a silencer, so nobody, absolutely nobody could have heard that shot.