Inside a room, a middle-aged man was sitting on the bed, waiting for someone as he gulped. There were some wrinkles in his face due to the age and the stress accumulated over the years, while his hair was slowly turning grey.
The man's name was John Heisman, the father of Devin Heisman and the leader of the Coiling Snake Gang. John was continuously tapping the floor with his legs due to the anticipation.
He was barely able to contain his excitement as a smile came over his face, while his nostrils were widening and narrowing for every second that passed by as his imagination went wild.
The appearance he had was different from the stern and serious leader implanted within the hearts of his subordinates.
Beside him were a bunch of toys used for… ahem… playing around, of course.
