In fact, GS did not need to give the order. Once the wounded gunman dropped his gun, the surrounding Maids rushed over and pinned him to the ground.
GS walked over and kicked him square in the face, sending half a mouthful of teeth spraying out with blood.
With the force behind GS's kick, stars filled the gunman's vision, and the bridge of his nose caved in completely. He nearly passed out.
"Fuck! You shot at me? I'll fucking kill your whole family!" GS cursed.
"Brother S, he looks like someone from the Walled City," Ah Tung said after looking him over. He had dealt with people from there and knew them somewhat.
"So there really are people who aren't afraid to die. Ah Tung, he's yours. I want to know what fucking color underwear his mother wears every day." As GS gave his orders, he checked Silly Fook's condition. A bullet to the abdomen. Not too bad; it would not kill him.
Once he recovered and came back, he could continue serving his important purpose.
"Relax, it's just a little gunshot wound. At worst, it punched through your intestines. A few stitches will fix it. Just like patching a tire. Patch it up and it'll still work."
"Brother S, now you've made me even more scared." Silly Fook looked ready to cry.
"You saved your boss! Be proud! From now on, you're my top man. Nobody can take that away from you." GS patted Silly Fook's arm.
"Ah Wu, take Silly Fook to the hospital."
"If the cops ask, tell them the truth. I'm the fucking victim! Someone shot at me!" GS said indignantly.
Was law and order on Hong Kong Island worth a damn anymore?
Were the cops on Hong Kong Island worth a damn? How many times