Hawthorne stepped on the man's head, his shiny leather shoes were stained with a little blood, and under the moonlight, they were unusually weird.

Silence, the man did not answer.

At this point, men are also confused.

Where did he think that the gentle-looking gentleman in front of him would fight and use his gun quickly and accurately?

When they learned about the dangers of men, his men fell one after another.

A couple of ten, in less than a minute, who else but the devil?

Men can't believe it at all.

He's also the leader of a branch of the organization. Where did he think he would be crushed...