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Man’s Instinct

"Wow? Is that a real gun, sir? I'm scared, ha ha." A drunken Zay swung the broken bottle while saying, "This thing is no less cool for fighting! See how I use it!"

The staggering Zay did not stop swinging the bottle while demonstrating some of her fighting skills.

"Don't mess with it! I'm warning you to get rid of that thing, right now!" the cop threatened as he pulled the trigger of his gun. One bullet would surely pierce Zay's body within seconds, as the distance was close and Zay had no chance to dodge.

"Wait, sir!" exclaimed Jonathan, who could hear the argument from the house and immediately ran over to the two of them. He opened the door to Zay's house wide, then he was in the middle with his arms outstretched and pushed Zay back.

Jonathan raised a hand, he was frantically asking questions to the police while glancing at the gun, "Sorry, sir. What's going on? Why do you look so angry?"