C60 Too Trashy!

Crack!

As their hands clasped together midair, the tension in the air thickened with the scent of gunpowder.

"Humph! Freeloading pretty boy, just wait and see how I make you kneel and beg for mercy in front of everyone!"

Demarco seethed internally.

His grip tightened progressively, his malicious grin growing wider.

"Hmm? Something's off here."

Demarco's brow furrowed in suspicion