"Move again, and you'll die too!" Xiao Feng pointed the gun at the bewildered man and said coldly.
Meanwhile, Hui Yi and the others had already scattered in fear the moment the gunshot rang out.
The only person still standing in the field finally noticed Xiao Feng.
He instinctively tried to raise his pistol, but just halfway up, Xiao Feng shot him in the wrist.
"Ahhhhh!"
The man fell to the ground with a miserable scream, his eyes filled with resentment but more so with fear.
Xiao Feng walked down the steps unhurriedly, speaking as he moved: "I don't need to tell you, you should already know, you won't live.
However, how you die will be up to me to decide. If you want to suffer less, cooperate obediently.
I ask, you answer, understand?"
The tone of these words was gentle, like coaxing a child, but it was obvious that no one present would consider him friendly.
The man on the ground continuously gasped for breath, nodding heavily as if resigning to his fate.
