Run druggy, run! Man gets a 3 second head start and still manages to lose the race.

In Brazil, an alleged drug dealer sprints down a dark scary street. There is a man gunning for his death. The man with a cap gun sounding gun shoots him repeatedly, making his head twitch to the rhythm of the sick clicks.

The killer checks the man’s pockets, presumably to check his I.D. to inform his next of kin of his premeditated death.

How many bullets can one gun have, wow! I count 28!

The aftermath of shooting looks like melted cottage cheese.

Props to Best Gore member