K was lounging casually on the sofa, legs crossed on the coffee table, his body still trembling slightly when Brandon stormed in. Before K could even sit up straight, a fist slammed into his temple!

This was a kill shot. Though K wasn't known for his good temper, he held back, just holding his forehead as he looked at Brandon and cursed, "Are you insane??"

"I'm insane?"

Brandon pressed his gun against K's forehead, his eyes venomous as he growled, "Looks like you're the one ...