As he drew his gun in an instant, Song Heping also sprang up from the couch with equal rapidity, dodging to the side and simultaneously hooking his arm around Barrett's neck from behind, forcefully pressing down!
Barrett, having lost his rationality, had already lunged forward. With Song Heping's leveraged move—a hook and a press—Barrett's body landed directly on the table, and Song Heping quickly twisted the gun out of his hand, breaking it—
"Ah—"
The pain brought about by the capture technique was extraordinarily unbearable.
Barrett's handgun fell onto the carpet.
Song Heping didn't continue the assault; instead, he released his grip, walked around the table to pick up the gun, removed the magazine, pulled back the slide, and expertly checked the chamber before sneering, "You really playing for keeps, huh?"
After speaking, he tossed the handgun onto the couch and threw the magazine straight out the window.
