From the discovery of the situation to the fall of Abei, the whole process took no more than five seconds. Xia Jinyuan, Ye Jian, and White Crane, no matter how fast they reacted, were ultimately separated by a busy street full of pedestrians, making it impossible to draw their pistols in time to stop the shooting by the young boy.
Abei, hit by two bullets, fell to the ground and lay twitching in a pool of blood, blood gushing from his mouth as he apologized to the screaming Mr. Will until, with tears in his eyes, Mr. Will forgave him.
Abei smiled with blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth; his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was so weak that even Mr. Will, leaning in close, could not make out what he was saying.
Maybe he wanted to share some important intelligence, or perhaps express his weariness of life; but it seemed irretrievable, and in less than a minute, Abei ceased to move.
