"Why should we? Because you robbed our homes!"
"Yeah! You beat our people, stole our food, and now you want us to let you leave unscathed? Dream on!"
Before Felix Lawrence could even say a word, the thirty to forty people couldn't hold back anymore, shouting in fury.
Then, everyone charged forward. Seeing his chance, Felix Lawrence rushed to the front and sent two of them sprawling with a kick.
The look in Finn Shaw and his men's eyes flickered as they realized something was wrong. They had assumed these forty-plus people had come down from the upper floors and had nothing to do with the people they had robbed downstairs!
It looked like they had miscalculated. No wonder that as they robbed their way up, they had only found the elderly and children, or lone women, in the apartments. The reason was that all the able-bodied men of this building had gathered upstairs.
Both shocked and furious, Finn Shaw quickly moved behind the hostages and pressed his knife against one of them.
