"What are you talking about?" Dreamer asked. He was ready to wipe the floor with Quinn. It wasn't friendly anymore.
"Oh you know exactly what I mean. Mind removing the gloves?" Quinn said.
'He saw my gloves? Fuck, I showed him myself.' Dreamer had shown the gloves himself or at least told Quinn that he had gloves on his hands.
Nevertheless, Dreamer couldn't remove them. "No can do. First you remove yours."
"Huh? Believe me, you won't like that." Quinn said.
Dreamer smiled. "I like a few things anyway."
"Fair enough." Quinn cracked his wrists and held the glove on his right hand.
"I believe you have an idea what's behind this glove if mine?" Quin asked.
"The same thing as mine."
"Hahaha. Amazing." Quinn laughed in a frenzy and tore the glove.
'Damn. That's a SS glove he tore it.' Quinn's strength wasn't a joke.
