"Doesn't matter. They don't look that strong. I will take care of these pests."
Saying his part, just as Arnold was about to jump down, Remzi grabbed his arm, stopping the former from doing anything foolish.
Arnold, seeing that, had a huge frown across his face.
"Remzi, people are dying down there. I have to fucking help—"
"Are they your kids?"
"Huh?"
"Are they?"
"No?"
Arnold felt like Remzi had lost it after having his eardrums burst from the explosion.
"So why do you need to jump down?"
As Remzi questioned him, Arnold's face twisted further.
"I have invested a fucking—"
"Silence."
Remzi's words made Arnold pause, as anger began to bubble in his mind.
"Who the fuck are you to tell me to shut down, huh?!"
"It's a trap."
"Trap?"
"If these guys could plan a raid so well, then surely they would know all the people who are going to join the auction."
Remzi sat on the sofa, making himself comfortable despite the bloodshed that was being done below.
