Shower Of Bullets

Zanjo's cry pierced the air, shattering the tranquility of the ride. Chaos erupted as the deafening crack of gunfire filled the space around them. The bullets pierced Zanduco's car but, miraculously, missed the people inside.

The sudden appearance of the gunman sent shockwaves of panic rippling through everyone in the car. Zanjo's parents screamed, clutching him tightly, while their driver reacted swiftly, steering the car to evade the looming danger.

“What’s happening?” Zanjo’s father exclaimed, his voice strained with fear.

“Oh my gosh! Zemo! Zemo!” his mother cried out in sheer terror.

“Mom, please, try to stay calm,” Zanjo said, his own voice trembling with anxiety.