"I am just a plaything enslaved by you, a fellow of the beautiful fox, beautiful dog, and beautiful cat, a Beamon from the Aegean Continent." Liu Zhenhan bared his teeth in a rogue's smile and snapped his fingers, "It's been a while since I've played with a semi-moving sideways target, who wants to help me test the feeling?"
The two strongest and most powerful Kings of the Hill stepped forward, each grabbing an Imam's ankle, lifting them upside down in hand, as the two unfortunate Imams screamed repeatedly.
Liu Zhenhan pulled out the Ancient Power Fire Gun tucked behind Guoguo, opened the bullet chamber, checked it, then flicked his hand and cocked the gun with a "click," taking a half-sideways stance and nodding to the Kings of the Hill.
