บท 1288: Ghost

Without waiting for that person to react, Gu Zhou stepped forward nimbly and snatched the gun from that person's waist. Without hesitation, he hit that person's right leg.

Bang!

The deafening gunshot frightened the people downstairs so much that they did not dare to step forward.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The man covered his leg and rolled on the ground in pain. In a moment of carelessness, he rolled down the stairs and onto the landing in the middle of the first or second floor.

The dozen or so clueless people on the first floor who were holding guns were so frightened that they didn't dare to move when they saw their companion fall to the stairs and turn to the landing.