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... rreled gun spewing deadly tongues of fire.
Nerve reactions, murderous intent sensed, trajectory predicted.
Grim could deflect bullets.
But these were deer bullets, each containing twenty to thirty small lead pellets.
Even at the highest speeds, one couldn’t block everything in an instant—could someone really swing nearly a hundred shots in less than half a second?
The shotgun shells had already exploded violently.
The tip of the gun flashed coldly, ...
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