Black Mantis?
At the mention of the name, the security guard's pupils contracted and then dilated, only to contract again, as he felt a cold shiver run through his body.
"I remember him. And then?" Without concealment, the security guard knew that facing this young man, he had no room for further tricks.
"I want to know who released the message, who wants to hire these desperados through you."
"Can I ask one more question...?"
"Go ahead."
"What did Snake King do?"
"A thug, did pretty much all the evil things you can think of."
"I know that, but I meant, the purpose for which someone sought him out."
"Hmm?"
"Please don't take it the wrong way. I just want to know how I ended up under his thumb. If it weren't for him having an incident, you wouldn't have found me. Right..."
"Alright, no harm in telling you. Have you heard of Mutants?"
