"It was his idea. He told me to do it." The bald man, frightened out of his wits, confessed quickly, hoping to lessen his charges, realizing from the police's arrival and Ghost Hand's swagger that they had messed with someone untouchable, especially after the young man's police officer father was knocked unconscious.
"You bastard," Ghost Hand roared, snatching the gun back from Shi Feng's hands and quickly fired two shots at the young man's legs as he lay on the sofa. The bullets hit him with two loud bangs.
"Ah—" the young man screamed in agony, regaining consciousness only to pass out again from the intense pain, lying motionless on the sofa.
"You?" Shi Feng was caught off guard by Ghost Hand's brutality. To injure someone right in front of him was beyond the pale, and he looked to Luo Zheng for intervention.
