章 121: Chapter 123 Mom, We Want to Go to Shaolin Temple on Mount Song to Learn Martial Arts!_1

Ming Ge approached the blond youth.

Everyone's heart hung by a thread.

A slightest mishap could lead to... death.

Perhaps finding amusement in the fearful and helpless expressions of the weak, the blond youth smirked, unabashedly radiating malice as he gestured with his gun.

"Quick, hand it over!"

"...Yes."

As the girl tremblingly complied, holding out the bag with both hands, the blond youth reached out to take it.

The moment his fingers touched the frayed strap of the bag, as if he already had victory in his grasp—

He looked up, his eyes beneath the cap brim focusing on a camera lens.

Unlike other criminals concerned about being exposed in the media, his innate anti-social personality made him thoroughly enjoy the sensation of holding life and death in his hands, with others powerless to do anything but shiver.

He flipped the camera the middle finger and, in broken words, said deliberately, "The 'sleeping lion' is nothing much after all."