Killing Very Quickly

He-El was like a gamer who skipped the prologue. I didn't know what had happened, but I knew one thing: I was about to go on a killing spree. He-El was also familiar with firearms. After drawing Bao Mo's Browning HP Pistol from his waist, his fingers moved smoothly, clicking off the safety. The dark muzzle pointed at Bao Mo, whose pupils had dilated in shock, without the slightest hesitation. Bang! The gunshot exploded through the room like thunder from a clear sky.