Chapter 351: Sabrina Under Attack

"Ahh!" Bang! Under Corey Casson's terrified stare, a sharp round screamed out of the barrel and punched into his shoulder. Agony ripped through him, tearing a shriek from his throat. Fresh blood soaked his shirt, spraying wildly from the wound. His face twisted, drained of color. He could not understand it. He had checked this gun. There were no bullets. He had tossed them away. So why did it still fire in Gordon Yale's hands? Wait… As if something struck him, Corey's gaze snapped to his...