A few moments after the gunshot, Camilla was snapped back from her shock, akin to falling from the clouds.
She had never had such a thrilling experience.
Right now, it seemed like she was seeing a clown walking a tightrope before her eyes, he not only wasn't afraid, instead, he gave a smirk to the god of death in the abyss, full of mockery.
This guy just toyed with death!
He must be out of his mind.
Despite Camilla's usual calm demeanor, she couldn't contain her excitement and curiosity at this point and asked hurriedly, "Did... did... did you know there was something wrong with this gun earlier?"
She had seen two men die under this weapon, yet only the one in their cage was malfunctioning?
Leonard Churchill shook his head with a smile, refuting the statement, "No. There's nothing wrong with the gun."
Camilla also figured it wouldn't be the gun, "Then why... why could you fire six shots?"