But now, he had to make a choice.
Duover was his kin, but he had more relatives; he couldn't sacrifice the others for Duover's sake.
He placed his hand on Duover's head and rubbed it, gripped his shoulders hard, his expression becoming pained, then he pulled out the pistol, "I'm sorry..."
However, the next second, he widened his eyes in shock because unexpectedly Duover had grabbed his pistol!
Their gazes sharpened after a brief eye contact, and under the unguarded moment, Duover struggled fiercely for the pistol until he actually wrested it away!
Just then, as his fingers slipped from the pistol, a shot fired.
But in the next second, the weapon fell into Duover's hands; he stepped back, not even giving Paul a chance to speak more, and directly pulled the trigger!
Outside the door, under Mueller's watchful eyes, the people inside the room sat in awkward and uncomfortable silence, not daring to speak.
