Chapter 991: Battle of the Blockade (2)
Standing outside the alert line, Moro gazed ahead, his eyes focused on the direction where the cripple fell earlier. "Send two more guys over, something's not right."
The police officer pinned under the cripple twitched his legs and then didn't react anymore. "Hey, pay for my drink!" The cripple swung away the cop who tried to grab him and started pounding the man on the ground; his fists fell like hitting cotton, bouncing up.
"Stop! Stop, or I'll shoot!" The cop at the side dropped his baton and drew his gun at the seemingly crazed cripple. The bullet grazed past his head, causing the cripple to pause. He blinked his murky eyes, staring at the shooter.
