"Ah, what do we have here?"

A man asked loudly as he looked at me with a condescending grin as I held a gun up to him from a few feet away. Two of his friends behind him, one also holding a gun.

It was late at night in an alleyway in Shanghai. I was on my way to do work when I heard muffled screams coming from here and saw you getting thrown around by some men asking for 'their' money.

I said nothing as I kept a straight face. You were in the grasp of one of the men.