He Lei pressed down forcefully, and Yang Buwei desperately resisted. Unfortunately, even when everything was normal, it was hard to compete with the bull-like strength of the opponent, let alone now with his left arm injured by a gunshot.
This time, Yang Buwei was truly scared. The opponent's intention was quite obvious—he was planning to take his life. Yang Buwei wanted to use his gun to attack, but his right hand couldn't move at all. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, endure the immense pain, and raise his left hand to fumble around the side of the desk, hoping to find a sharp object to help him escape.
