'Damn it!'
Bella couldn't help but curse, realizing they had missed one more gangster in the house.
"Hey! Kungfu Boy..." A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the room, startling Bryan, who was about to continue torturing the gangsters on the floor. "Stop moving, or I'll send her straight into her coffin!" he threatened.
Instantly, Bryan's expression hardened when he saw a tall man clad in a bomber jacket with a tattoo on his neck pointing a gun at Bella's head. His expression looked calm, but his eyes were full of hate.
Bryan didn't obey his warning; he kept moving to help Bella, but the man shouted again.
"What the fuck! Man, if you move one step, I'll really pull the trigger, and her brain will splat on the wall!" He pressed the gun to Bella's head harder, causing her head to move forward.
Bryan halted, not wanting to endanger his boss's wife's life. He could only grit his teeth and look her in the eyes.