"You! I will kill you!" He threatened with his chest rising and falling in anger, and Vegas, who couldn't care less, shrugged and stood up with the support of his hands.
He coughed and wiped off the blood on his lips, then, under Leon's heavy gaze, he strolled towards the couch and plopped down on it.
"You know, I was going to have some great meal tonight, but you ruined it for me. Tch"
He scoffed in annoyance and stood up to walk to the kitchen.
He grabbed a few packets of crackers and two cans of beer and returned to the living room.
He sat down on the couch and turned his head to look at Leon, who was still staring at him with disbelief in his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me? If you want some crackers, come and grab one. I have more than enough. " He said to him and, angered even more by this, Leon stormed towards him and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
