Sparks jumped, electronics rotated, and in the speeding BMW, a ferocious villain thrust a pistol into Wu Zhang's throat.
At the moment when the villain fired, time inadvertently stopped, and a bolt of lightning struck from another distant dimension, dividing the chaos, and bringing with it majestic dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
He might be dead, or he might not be dead. Just when he was thinking this, she appeared.
Along with that downpour.
Intention: The dialectic between taking other people's lives and having their lives taken away by others