C209 Play It Well

Watching Yang Ming's rigid body collapse to the ground, Hei Bao finally let out a sigh of relief.

It was a close call; he had nearly been unable to pull the trigger.

To kill that scumbag with a single bullet would have been too lenient.

Pain contorted Hei Bao's face as sweat dotted his cheeks like sesame seeds.

Blood continued to ooze from the gaping wound on his injured hand