The elevator car is ascending.
The Refrigerator knew to come to the club to find someone and also knew the specific private room.
John stood in the car, constantly stretching his fingers and making fists to alleviate the discomfort from the blood sticking between his fingers.
He couldn't help but complain.
"You should've damn well warned me."
"I did, but you didn't get it." The Refrigerator raised an arm holding a suit: "Originally, the first bullet was reserved for that bastard Ikeda. Ah, poor waiter."
John frowned silently, pursing his lips and taking a deep breath.
Ding—
The elevator reached the corresponding floor.
John suddenly exerted force, pushing the Refrigerator into the corner, then activated Sianweistan in the instant the metal door opened and leapt out.
Bam, bam bam!
A few bullets hit the spot where they originally stood.
Then chaos erupted in the corridor.
"Fack—"
"Ah—"
Curses and cries of pain persisted for several seconds before fading away.
