"Fuck, he's a gifted!" the leader roared, pulling out a gun and pointing it at me, as if that would work.
Sometimes people were just too stupid to read the atmosphere , and I had to remind them to use their few remaining IQ.
"A gun in Korea for just robbing ? Wow, the world really did change a lot," I chuckled aloud, amused that even my beloved peaceful country had become so lenient with guns.
"Since when did South Korea follow the Second Amendment?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.
The leader's face twisted with frustration and fear. My calm and casual attitude made him even more uneasy.
"Stop talking and let us out!" he shouted, his voice filled with anger, though he couldn't hide his fear.
Sweat beaded on his face, and his trembling pistol showed his anxiousness. Guns might have been powerful weapons once, but with the rise of Gifteds, they had become mere toys.
