"Ah! I'm bleeding! My blood is very precious! Boohoo!" Seeing that he was bleeding, the boy finally showed the demeanor of a two-year-old child.
He became bewildered and helpless, pouting his little mouth, with watery eyes that were gleaming.
The police officers surrounding him softened their hearts instantly upon seeing him like this.
But they remembered the child's counterattack with a gun, and some fear lingered in their hearts. Was the deed just now an instinctive reflex in a desperate situation, or had this child experienced firearm training?
Yet he appeared to be only two or three years old. How could such a young child possibly undergo training that even adults struggle to handle?
At this time, someone called respectfully, "Master Long!"
The officers on the first floor of the mall stood upright and faced the approaching man.
