Blame it on that heartless Kolev!
Countless pairs of hate-filled eyes were now fixed on Kolev, who had just gotten up from the ground! Even these usually weak scientists wished they could cut this villain into a thousand pieces, eat his flesh, sleep on his skin, and scatter his bones to the wind!
Suddenly, chaos erupted as Kolev flipped his hand, pointing his gun at the closest person to him, Belchi.
"What are you doing?" Folman's face turned deathly pale in an instant!
Fatty's expression also changed, his face twitching in a terrifying manner. When he had entered the room earlier, Kolev's men had already surrendered their weapons under Folman's orders, and Kolev did not bear any traces of a gun, not even resisting Folman's two slaps.
No one expected Kolev to act so decisively like a cornered dog.
"You're courting death!" Fatty roared furiously.
"Let me go!" Kolev was already desperate, his eyes bloodshot as he shouted, "Or I'll kill him!"
