"Fu-k!"
"Shit!"
"Son of a bitch!"
Inside the SUV, four people were sitting: one driver and one front passenger, with two people in the back seat -- they were the ones shooting at the battered SUV from behind.
Luo An unexpectedly breaking through the rear window and entering the SUV, although speaking in a very gentle tone, still greatly startled the four men.
The driver couldn't move due to driving, and the two guys shooting backwards with half their bodies outside the window couldn't immediately get back inside, so the white male front passenger quickly drew his pistol, turning around, ready to attack Luo An.
Bang—
Luo An was faster, reaching out to grab the gunman's weapon, forcefully lifting it upwards to make him miss the shot.
Then, with a wrench of the wrist, Luo An forced him to let go of the gun, snatched it from his grasp, aimed it at the man's forehead, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
