If Gao Yang couldn't use a pistol, then no one in this world could. Even if he shot blindly, he wouldn't miss.
So when Gao Yang fired, the bullet grazed Davidson, which was naturally intentional on his part.
Enough of the disguise, Yake could at most control one area; even if he hit the picture on the wall, Yake wouldn't be able to rush over and kill someone.
Gao Yang seemed a bit excited, neurotically excited, as he waved the muzzle at the seated Davidson and shouted, "A little to the left, quickly, a little to the left."
Davidson, slumped on the ground, was trembling so much he couldn't speak properly, let alone move.
When Number Thirteen intended to drag Davidson, Gao Yang pursed his lips, looked disappointed, and said, "No, don't touch Mr. Davidson, otherwise it won't be fun."
