Chapter 574

At this moment, Chris just happened to rush back. He saw the tall robber's action, immediately rushed over, and shoved down the arm holding the gun, while his other hand smoothly snatched the HK USP.45 pistol from the man's grip.

He demanded in a cold voice, "What do you think you're doing?!"

Wild Bill's chest swelled out high, and he blew two heavy puffs of hot breath from his nostrils, growling in a heavy voice filled with restless wrath:

"Let me go, Chris! I'm going to kill that bitch Richard!"

When Chris heard his words, his face hidden beneath the hockey mask changed drastically.

He directly raised his right elbow and smashed it heavily into Wild Bill's chest.

"Fuck you! Shut your stinking mouth!"

Wild Bill let out a muffled grunt, stumbling back two steps while clutching his chest.

Feeling the intense pain continuously surging from his chest, his last shred of reason instantly slipped out of control.

"Bastard, how dare you...!"

He cursed loudly, raising his fist as if to retaliate.

Only to hear a click...

Chris decisively chambered a round and shoved the muzzle of the HK USP.45 right against Wild Bill's forehead.

The manic, irrepressible fury was instantly extinguished by the trace of coolness coming from the muzzle.

Wild Bill held his fist aloft and froze in place.

"I... I..."

"Calmed down?" Chris asked coldly.

Wild Bill cautiously lowered his fist.

"Sorry, I..."

"Shut up!" Chris growled impatiently.

Upon confirming that the man had already regained his composure, he withdrew the pistol, clicked the safety back on, and casually tossed it back to its original owner.

"Do your job well, and don't make trouble for us."

Wild Bill caught the gun, lowered his head, and replied in a low voice, "OK, I promise I won't make trouble