His eyebrows turned cold.
This unfamiliar but chilling touch successfully made Vikas shut his mouth.
Vikas's heart beat faster, but soon, he was not afraid anymore. Vikas smiled slyly. He rubbed his hands and mocked Ji Yinbing. "Sadaya, don't point a toy gun at me…" In Vikas's heart, Ji Yinbing would always be the little girl that he could bully as he wished. She wouldn't dare to touch a gun.
Nothing was more effective than holding a gun to shut a chattering person up.
If it was real, then shoot him!
Ji Yinbing did not say a word of nonsense. Her wrist was facing down and she pressed the trigger.
There was a loud bang, and Lupa covered her ears and screamed in fear.
In the blink of an eye, a bullet hit Vikas's left leg.
Vikas's painful cry immediately sounded—
"Ah!"
Vikas' bloodcurdling scream shook the rats in the slums.
