And seeing everyone looking towards him, King Kong's expression remained normal, and he naturally began explaining, "This humble monk is also from the IT circle. I've got some connections, though not like yours, of course. I found an acquaintance to vouch for me."
"Is... that so?" Tapai, who had arrived behind King Kong at an unknown time, tilted his head and eyed him with ill intent. "Then open up port 25 for me to inspect."
"Hey, this humble monk is trying to help you all, yet you doubt me. Alright, I will open it right---"
As King Kong was speaking, a mechanical arm suddenly thrust Sun Jack's cannon upward with a forceful motion.
Sun Jack was too slow to pull the trigger, and a red-headed shell shot out from the barrel, blasting a big hole in the apartment's ceiling.
With various items from the apartment above falling down, King Kong's body jerkily leaned backwards, bringing his hands together forcefully.
