The Pinnacle of Power

One thing I like very much is a real gun I picked up on the road in the summer when I was sixteen or seventeen years old. Because he was young and ignorant, there was no fear of him pulling the trigger. No one died and no one was injured. He thought he had fired a blank shot. Later, when he was fifty or older, he heard a faint sound of wind behind him while walking on the road. He stopped and turned around. The bullet hit him between the eyebrows. Sure enough, the gunshot sounded in the bright sunshine. The sound of the gunshot was extremely dull. Quote and rewritten—Shi Tiesheng This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.