Chapter 47 Trouble Not Too Much to Handle

The officer's face broke into a mocking smile tinged with disbelief, he uttered an "Ah?" and then lowered the gun barrel to Wei Tianyang's thigh, his eyes vicious, his left cheek twitching, his mouth twisted rightward into a cruel grin.

"You want a bomb? You motherless bastard, quite the funny talker, aren't you?" the officer chuckled.

The next second.

The guerrillas twice thudded with their daggers, opening bloody holes in the necks of the guards.

Before the officer could regain his senses, his trigger finger had dropped to the ground.

"Ouch!!" The officer screamed in agony, tossed away the beautiful silver semi-automatic pistol, and clutched at the severed finger.

Meanwhile, Li Bin stabbed the officer under his arm, grabbing his shoulder, forcing him to kneel on the ground.