Chapter 815 A Fraction of a Second's Opportunity!

• Wendell's palms were drenched in sweat. While he had handled guns before, he had never fired a bullet at a person. He felt extremely anxious, but for the sake of Kingsley, he had to put his fear aside.
• Taking a deep breath, Wendell abruptly raised the handgun, pointing the dark muzzle toward the wrestling stage where Jake and Kingsley were engaged in a tense struggle. At this moment, they were almost in a state of relative stillness due to their ongoing power struggle.
• Though Wendell's marksmanship wasn't precise, hitting a nearly stationary target presented no problem. However, just as Wendell was about to pull the trigger, Bronte lunged at him like a predatory lion.