The atmosphere was suffocating with tension.

Lucas glared at Theodore with sharp vigilance, afraid he might seize the chance to strike, so he tightened his grip on Sigourney until she could hardly breathe.

A glint flashed in Theodore's eyes as he slowly bent down,

picking up the gun from the ground.

Lucas sneered mockingly.

"Hurry up, that slow motion is enough already."

"Don't waste everyone's time."

Leisurely, Lucas watched as Theodore gradually raised the gun to his leg. Sigourney's eyes ...