The fat guy nodded, looking completely scared stiff. He walked towards the door dazed, but just as he was about to step out, he suddenly turned around and pulled the trigger.
However, unexpectedly, there was no gunshot.
A man built like a tower appeared in front of him in an instant, his speed entirely disproportionate to his size. He counter-gripped his wrist, aiming the gun at the fat guy himself.
The brawny man laughed, the long horizontal scar on his forehead stretching with his facial expressions, like two gaping mouths on a person's face, incredibly sinister and terrifying.
"I knew you, damn fatso, couldn't be trusted. Go ahead, shoot! Let's see if you've got the guts," the tower-like man sneered.
