The expression of cruelty on Pan Hong didn't subside. "You are asking if you have done something wrong? Heh! None of you are of any use. It feels like all these years I am just training some useless shit of guys who have no brains to use". He bawled out, throwing an empty bottle of wine on the floor in disappointment.
The man who had been shot on his leg was still in agony, but that agony had less impact than the confusion that he was getting in his brain due to his master's words. "But Boss, we have done as you have asked us to. We have …" He tried to explain but his words got stuck in his throat when saw a threatening glare coming his way.
