Sukrucuk paused after his first attack, taking a quick look around. He watched the crowd throwing themselves at him with limping steps for a while, a sour expression on his face.
"We drank together, had fun, yelled and screamed, but I have to kill you. I promise you, I'll get your revenge on that faggot they call the Boss!"
He raised his shield, took the vanguard, and dived right into the drunks; we killed the guys who could barely stand on their feet one by one. Meanwhile, the cosmetics shoppers were returning too, but they seemed a bit pissed off.
Following Rimel's fake announcement, hundreds of women who had rebelled against their master only to be disappointed where they went were seeing red.
"Run, bro! The beast tide in Chinese novels ain't got shit on this; if they catch us in their path, there won't even be bones left of us!"
