"Pff!"
A blossom of blood bloomed on Ruth Dawn's chest, intensely vivid.
"Ruth!"
William Cole angrily embraced the fallen Ruth Dawn, while the gunman across from them, seeing that his first shot hadn't killed William Cole, actually tried to fire a second shot.
William Cole, like an enraged lion, charged with Ruth Dawn in his arms and kicked the gunman squarely in the chest.
"Bang, bang—thump!"
With just one kick, he stopped the gunman's heart abruptly.
Moreover, the gunman's rib cage violently burst open, caved in, and he was instantly killed by William Cole's kick.
Only then did William Cole lay Ruth Dawn down on the ground, and upon seeing the fresh blood pouring from her chest, his heart quivered with a single glance.
The bullet had gone straight through Ruth Dawn's heart and lodged inside!
The volume of blood loss was like a faucet turned wide open.
"Buzz!"
William Cole's mind was buzzing: "Why did you even do this? The bullet from that shot wouldn't have hit me."