"Directly blow your head off with a shot."
"Some say, with the strength of twenty years in my fist, can you withstand it?"
He wanted to add, "I've just learned to use firearms, what will you block with?"
Just at that moment, Sun Neng, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, flipped over like a carp turning, and sprang to his feet with quick and decisive movements. He grabbed Wang Han's head with both hands and with a snap, twisted it directly.
Then he snatched the gun from his hand and aimed at the bewildered survivors.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
He fired several shots in succession until there were no bullets left in the gun when only Zhang Yuan remained.
He walked step by step towards Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan, her face pale, retreated backward, "No...no, how could you be alright?"
"Green tea."
