The Bearded Man lowered his head.
Looking at the tightly held gun in his hand.
Very strange...
He clearly didn't know how to use this thing, nor did he know the specific functions of its parts.
Yet.
Even in this complete ignorance, the muscles in his hand moved before his brain, skillfully and irrationally disengaged the safety, raised his hand, and fired.
Just like that.
In a moment when the brain hadn't reacted yet, three bullets had accurately entered the enemy's skull, completing a lethal headshot.
"I actually... know how to use a handgun?"
The man felt truly amazed. Is this what they call muscle memory? Even if the brain suffers from amnesia, reflexes and muscle habits are still retained.
"Neigh!!!" "Neigh!!"
Two horses were startled, frantically broke free from reins, and ran towards CC.
They must be trying to escape.
But judging from the chaotic trajectory of their hooves, they didn't care about CC's survival at all, ready to trample over her!
Bang, bang!!
