C471 The Steel Ball

Lin Sheng was sweating bullets. "Are you seriously playing for keeps?" he shouted in a panic, "Let's talk this out!"

Wang Xiaohu hesitated, instinctively turning his head to look back. In that split second, Lin Sheng grabbed a baseball bat that had fallen to the ground. But Xiaohu was quick too; before his head was fully turned, two shots rang out.

Clang... thud..