Tony aimed the g*n at Victor's head and pulled the trigger. Bang! The powerful shot was enough to kill a man. However, the weapon's fire did not halt Victor's progress.
Tony watched with a gaping mouth as the man held up a smoking, misshapen bullet in his hand. "It's a weak g*n with no firepower," he pronounced. "A child's plaything."
Tony's jaw dropped. Did Victor catch the fired bullet? No, that was not possible! Perhaps he missed, and Victor was playing a trick to unsettle him. He c****d the g*n quickly and fired three more shots. It would be impossible to dodge or miss at such a short distance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Victor's arms moved so fast that they resembled the blades of a rotating fan. Three metal slugs dropped noisily to the floor at the gunfire's end.
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