As soon as he finished speaking, a cold muzzle had been aimed at Samuel Fawkes's temple!
"Believe it or not, I'll pull the trigger now, and I'm going to kill you." Callan Handerson held the gun in his hand. Under the light, the outline of the gun was sharp and full of murderous intent.
Samuel did not doubt that Callan would really kill him at once! He knew that he went too far! The Handerson Family in Canada, in any way, was awe-inspiring. No one dared to offend Callan.
However, how could Samuel think that it was just because of a woman... The number of Callan's ex-girlfriends wasn't small. How could he be so angry this time?
"Don't, don't... Master Handerson, calm down. Be careful of the gun. It will discharge accidentally!"
"Humph! Calm down? Did you calm down when you touched my woman?" Callan pressed harder on his hand, and the muzzle of his gun moved closer to Samuel.