Qin Feng chuckled, thinking to himself that this girl finally figured it out.
He clenched his right hand, gripping Yao Li's neck hard, and rasped, "Hey, officers, can you turn around? I can't get it up with you guys staring at me!"
Liu Xiangdong almost burst out laughing, shook his head and cursed, "You little punk, you've gotten enough cheap thrills. Time to suffer a bit!"
He waved to the sniper, and barked into the radio, "Fire!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Two shots rang out. One bullet grazed his left arm, the other hit his right arm dead on.
Qin Feng grimaced with pain. The huge impact knocked him off his feet, and he tumbled to the ground with Yao Li in his arms.
Over a dozen cops rushed forward, piling onto Qin Feng and twisting his arms behind his back to slap on the cuffs.
Qin Feng screamed in agony, cursing under his breath, All just for being an undercover? Do they really have to go this far!
Even with his thick skin, blood began to seep from his arm.
