Shen Zhou pounced forward, grabbed his gun-wielding right hand, gave it a slight twist, and pressed and pulled a crucial part of the handgun with his thumb.
With several clicks, the handgun instantly fell apart into a pile of components that clattered to the ground.
Immediately following.
Shen Zhou reached back and seized Duncan's wrist, flashing him a wicked smile, "Guess what I want to do to you now?"
Duncan didn't need to reply; Shen Zhou expressed his intentions through vivid body language.
He shook it thrice.
On the first shake, snap! Duncan screamed as his wrist was dislocated.
On the second shake, another snap! He screamed again as his elbow was pulled out of joint.
On the third shake, yet another snap! Duncan's screech was even more heart-wrenching as his shoulder joint was dislocated!
All three joints just drooped limply, and the entire arm went limp.
Such pain was truly unbearable for the average person.
