Bang!
The gunshot exploded within the cramped room, leaving the windowpanes buzzing with the vibration.
The one who had fired wasn't Ray—it was Thomas.
Just a second before Ray could pull his own trigger, Thomas had already drawn his weapon and fired a step ahead of him.
At the end of the day, Ray was just an ordinary guy who had only handled guns after the apocalypse. With a limited supply of bullets, he had never undergone professional firearms training; he only knew the bare basics of how to point and shoot.
In stark contrast, Thomas was the definition of a professional.
The bullet struck Ray dead in the head, blowing away half of his skull. His eyes stared wide with lingering resentment as his body crashed straight down onto the floor.
Standing nearby, his brother-in-law completely froze, utterly terrified.
This was the first time he had ever seen someone get a headshot—so vividly, and from such a close distance.
