Chapter 1179


    With the sound of the gunshot, Tommy looked down incredulously at his chest. The pain was dyed,


    and he did not feel the pain yet. Only dumbfounded, he looked at his chest and found a hole right in the


    middle.


    He''s been shot! He''s been shot!


    Although he grew up inside the military, he had never experienced actualbat.


    Obviously, he pulled the trigger, but no bullets ever came out. Why it worked just properly when it was


    in Joyce''s hands?


    He had been shot! He was so scared that tears instantly flowed down his face and his lips trembled.


    Then next, the dyed pain finally hit.


    The overwhelming stimtion of the nerves went throughout his body. He fell to his knees in pain and


    could not get up again.


    "Oh, don''t be afraid. The bullet prated from your right chest rib, between the upper and lower lobe


    of the lung, so it''s just a small wound that won''t kill you." Joyce''s lips hung a beautiful and stunning


    smile.


    The shots were held with precision, as always.


    "Why, why were you able to shoot?" Charlotte''s eyes stormed above her distorted face in disbelief.


    "Because this is my gun, so of course it listens to me."


    Joyce smiled smugly.


    From the beginning, after entering the rotten building, she could see that Charlotte only took Tommy


    with her, and Tommy did not have a gun with him, so obviously Tommy was just an inexperienced


    personal escort.


    Compared to Ricky, who was a mercenary, ruthless and venomous, Tommy would be much easier to


    deal with.


    Her own pistol, which she had modified with her own hands, had a special safety switch. Tommy would


    not know how to use her gun even if they got it.


    So, when Tommy pointed a pistol at her temple.


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    She had never felt afraid.


    She went along with their acting, just to see what Charlotte was really going to do.


    It turned out that Charlotte still wanted her life.


    "You bitch, what kind of trick are you ying?" There was not a trace of blood on Charlotte''s face.


    Tommy had been knocked out by Joyce, and she had lost even herst help.


    She was not willing to be defeated like that.


    She stepped forward and kicked Tommy hard, "Get up, you useless thing! I order you to get up! Kill her!


    Avenge Cecelia! Get up!"


    Tommy''s chest was gurgling blood, and he was kneeling on the ground. Covering his chest, he was


    Charlotte kicked him, as if on a ball of cotton, not a little effect.


    "Charlotte, that''s enough! He''s no match for me." Joyce frowned. Tommy was clearly just being


    hoodwinked and used by Charlotte.


    Charlotte stared back at Joyce.


    "Shut up, it''s all your fault! Bitch!"


    "Charlotte, how could Cecelia be my fault?" Joyce''s sharp eyes narrowed, "I think it is you."


    Charlotte sniffed and shuddered as her mind went back to Cecelia falling in a pool of blood.


    Cecelia was so good to her, giving her all her love, and she pushed Cecelia down, causing her to fall


    into aa.


    If not for her, how could Otis take the opportunity to stage a coup?


    How could she have been tortured to death by Otis?


    The Heath family was gone forever.


    She was the one who caused the misery.


    Like a stimulus, she suddenly covered her head with her hands in fear and shook straight.


    "No, it wasn''t me. I didn''t mean to do it!"