"I **told you to stop!" Li Chong was anxious. He didn't want the situation to get out of control. Wansheng's current position was very precarious. If an all-out conflict erupted with the Bamboo River Society, there was a high chance the Night Police would wipe them both out.
Grabbing onto Yin Shou's arm, but unfortunately, the strength difference between them was too great. Just as Li Chong saw Yin Shou about to kill again, something hidden in his sleeve pressed against Yin Shou's back: "Stop!"
"Damn it! You don't dare to shoot outsiders, but you dare to aim your gun at me?" Yin Shou, like a furious tiger, his face tense with bulging veins, glared fiercely at Li Chong: "Shoot, then? If you've got the guts, just kill me?"
The blade swung down, and Yin Shou, right in front of Li Chong, killed one of Hei Mao's men.
