I held his hand tightly without realizing that I was hurting him as long as I stare at him intently while he writhed in pain and tried to remove his hand from me, but I tightened my grip on him even more until he let go of the gun he was holding. I stood up slowly, and then I broke his hand, causing him to scream loudly. But I haven't been satisfied with it, and that's not enough for what they did to my friend. So, I will make sure that they will experience double and more than that for what they did to him. I looked down at the floor and then picked up the gun that he dropped earlier. I turned to look at him again and was about to shoot him, but I immediately stopped and fell to the floor when one of his companions who was behind he shot me in the forehead. Furthermore, I was hit by a bullet in the middle of my forehead and my blood quickly spread on the floor while my eyes were open, and I was looking at the ceiling. Moreover, I couldn't move nor could I get up until I heard their fo