Kneel Down And Beg For Mercy

Hazel clutched the lipstick gun and was ready to attack.

Just when the tall and thin man was one meter away from them, a loud bang was heard. His left eye was bleeding immediately. He fell to the ground in a howl and rolled on the ground with his hands covering his eyes. At the same time, he screamed like a pig.

One of the punks screamed. Sam put his hands over his head and squatted down in fear of being hit.

Hazel glanced at Pana, and the latter shook her head and said, "no, it’s not me."

Hearing the footsteps behind them, the two of them looked back in a hurry.

A group of awe inspiring men in black were walking towards them. The leading one, tall and straight, with an imposing manner was Zac. Wearing a pair of big sunglasses, he looked more cold and gloomy. He held a gun in his hand, and the bullet came from it.

The punks dropped their swords and were to run away. They had never been frightened like this before. Soon they were surrounded by the black men, with guns pointing at their