Jun Moyan bent over and yanked Jun Wuyang's collar, delivering several fierce punches to his face.
Jun Wuyang was beaten without the power to fight back, several teeth knocked out, and his face covered in a flow of blood from his nose.
Releasing the grip on Jun Wuyang's collar, Jun Moyan drew his gun and chambered a round.
He pressed the gun barrel against Jun Wuyang's waist, almost without a second thought,
and pulled the trigger directly.
Two muffled gunshots rang out accompanied by Jun Wuyang's screams.
"Ah..." Jun Wuyang kept on wailing, cold sweat broke out instantly.
"Jun Moyan, you dare..."
Before Jun Wuyang could finish his threatening words, Jun Moyan shoved the cold muzzle into his mouth.
With one hand, he gripped his collar again, lifting half of Jun Wuyang's body up.
