"Oh! F*ck! Leo! You idiot! Why did you kill Juan?! F*ck!"
Correa, after all, is a 'soldier', he's not like the typical drug dealers.
The moment he heard the gunshots, he rolled and used an iron barrel in the warehouse as cover.
Then he heard the continuous sound of machine-gun fire, shouting, and the sound of bodies hitting the ground.
Probably, Leo took out the others.
But to be honest, even if those guys were dead, Correa wouldn't bat an eye.
But Juan is dead, that won't do!
You motherf*cker, why would you kill this Juan?
Do you have any idea who he is?
Correa was filled with rage inside, but he hadn't shouted it out loud.
Juan's identity was best kept secret, after all, the man is dead.
But as he turned his head, Correa saw Juan Paddy's head.
Now there was only half of it.
The top was already blown off.
Still, even with just half his head left, the guy was alright.
His mouth still kept that smirk.
Leo didn't answer, which made Correa feel things were more serious.
