Ling had kicked the door open, holding a Bolt Pistol in hand aimed at Charlie. "[i]Fück. Off.[/i]" Ling said, firing a round towards his leg. The 75. Round more or less would tear off a limb if Charlie did not escape. Ling quickly grabbed his Sisters arm and started to run off. Chloanne was mostly confused at this point, she didn't know what to do. [spoiler]End, cuz I'm a bitch. FYI, just to be nice let's just say Ling Missed.[/spoiler]