Andrew's eyes widened, as if time had completely stopped for him at this moment. Everything around him was frozen, the world was paused, only the bullet before him was spinning and shooting toward him.
Andrew felt this second was very long, but after this second, he only felt as if his head had been pierced. A bullet passed right through the center of his forehead, then with a puffing sound, flew out from the back of his head, accompanied by blood, and directly hit the car.
Clang!
Sparks flew off the car hood, and Andrew blankly looked at Ren Feng, then his entire body fell backward.
The nightclub's several bodyguards were also stunned, their mouths twitching involuntarily.
How could this person's methods be so simple and direct?
They felt their thoughts were somewhat stiff, this was unscientific, wasn't this guy really looking for death?
It was like this before; he blew Buck's head off in front of everyone, and at this moment, without a word, he blew Andrew's head off.
