“So, you killed these policemen with this particular gun?” Velma cheerfully asked.

“Yeah, what about it?” Don replied as he closed the distance between the pistol’s muzzle and Velma’s forehead.

Jixie chuckled as she walked towards the wall at her right in a carefree manner, and laid her back against it, as she watched the both.

Don did not get himself some concern about her actions, as he had full focus on Velma.

“Well, I have a strange culture whenever it comes to having a new boyfriend...” She got down on her knees and continued, “...I give them a blowjob.”

She giggled as she got her hands all over his lower half before she pulled down his trousers.

“Hell yeah, now, that is what I am talking about.” He commented in excitement and a smirk on his face.

To Don’s surprise, Velma stopped and then lazily looked up at him with a facial expression that shows disappointment.

At that moment, Jixie laughed out so loud and spoke up, “Oi, Don, it seems like, you fucked up for real this time.

Don being angry, placed the gun onto her forehead once again and asked with his voice shaking, “h...hey, what is with that look, it is not that small. Do hurry up, bitch.”

She suddenly grabbed his balls with the intention to crush it.

Don screamed in agony that he lost control and tried scratching Velma’s arm with his fingernails but only resulted to her tightening up the grip.

He was finally able to drop the gun after much squeezing, tightening and strong gripping.

She then stood up slowly and stared daggers, right into his eyes with a disgust facial expression but suddenly switched to a happy, cheerful, innocent facial expression, as if she was not doing anything cruel and finally spoke up,

“If you dare play with me, I will, definitely, crush your balls, okay hun?”

Don had to nod multiple times before she had to let go of his balls. He finally fell to the ground and curled up while trying to lessen the pain however he could, but still couldn’t help screaming out loud in pain.

“Yo, you know that what you did there was really risky, right?” Jixie queried Velma as she sees her walking up to her.

“Don’t worry, it was an assured gamble.” Velma replied with a cheerful look.

“Wanna go home?” Jixie asked.

“Definitely. I’m really hungry right now, and I need to wash of this guy’s disgusting smell. His dick smells horrible, God!!” Velma complained.

“Haha, got you.” Jixie replied as the both left the courtyard while leaving the helpless guy on the floor to squeak like a mouse.

....................

“By the way, what gave you the courage to do what you did?” Jixie asked feeling all curious about the whole incident as they were already in the streets, on their way home.

“He had an MW11, which normally has six bullets in a magazine. I first looked around to know if there were any other mag, but there wasn’t .

Again, looking at the dead policemen piled on top of each other, I found out that the dead bodies were six in number.

Thirdly, I looked at his pistol while asking him if that was the gun he used in killing the policemen, which he confirmed it for me that he only had that gun.

With further check up, he had a silencing muzzle, a rear grip but its mag was a normal one and not an extended one.

Well, to be honest, it was quite impressive for him to one shot kill every single officer to death.

Lastly, getting on my knees, I patted around his trousers’ pocket to know if he had anymore mag in there, but it was just empty.

That finally led to the conclusion that he had no bullets left in his mag, and he knew too well about his situation, that’s why he was just threatening me without even trying to pull the trigger.” Velma explains.

“Damn, all this from a simple observation? You must be watching a lot of ‘Sherlock Holmes ' movie.

I really thought you were gonna suck his dick for real since I know you to be one crazy motherfucker.” Jixie teased.

“Wow, now, who sounds like the crazy person here?” Velma asked.

.............[Back at the courtyard.]...............

As Don was still laying on the ground, eyes closed, trying to stay still in order not to get pained further, he heard a footstep that slowly came close to him.

He opened his eyes slowly, he saw a school shoe which made him look up sharply. He then saw a student that looks like he was from class 1.

He sighed and gestured his hand as he had his eyes shut again, telling him to buzz off but stopped in shock to as he heard the boy’s statement,

“Y...you killed dad? You killed my dad!?”

He sharply opened his eyes once again and looked up, only to see the student bring out a wrench from behind.

His eyes widened as he found out he was finally fucked, real bad.

Well, his sight eventually became blurry and then, completely went dark as the boy hits his head with the wrench, multiple times, over and over again.

After some minutes of completely smashing Don’s head, he finally dropped the wrench on Don’s cracked up head.

He staggered his way to the heap of dead policemen, knelt down, brought out one of the corpses there.

His eyes filled with flowing tears, face painted red with blood, so is his hands dripping of some and his uniform already stained with it.

He cried his lungs out onto the corpse while shaking up the corpse too. Screaming like a little child, he called out on his dad, demanding that he wakes up and opens his eyes, which was to no avail.

The school had already gone empty as the local police’s backup squad arrived to the crime scene. One of them, recognising the boy and the dead bodies, he sprinted towards them and called out for him, “Jimmy!!! No!! Close your eyes!!!”

Reaching onto him, he held him tightly close to him, with teary eyes, he tried consoling Jimmy however he could. But it was, normally, to no avail, as Jimmy kept on calling onto his dad, while his voice was slowly fading.

The rest of the squad finally came over to the crime scene and paid their respects while making contacts with local hospitals for medical assistance for those that were bruised and knocked out.