It was evident that Guan Sanke was also stunned by Sun Jack, as he plopped down on the ground, eyes wide and unresponsive for a long while.
"You hit me?!" he asked in disbelief.
"Not only do I want to hit you, I want to fuck you up!"
Sun Jack, grinding his teeth, rolled up his sleeves and approached him, "What do you think you are? Speaking nicely to you, and you treat me like I'm a pushover, huh?"
He squatted down, tilting his head to look at the man, his prosthetic hand rapidly shifting into a gun barrel, pressing it against the other's head. "I don't want to ask the same question twice! Answer me! What is the real purpose of Gaofeng Technology?"
Sun Jack looked into his eyes; when he saw not a hint of fear in Guan Sanke's gaze, a tinge of disappointment washed over him.
Clearly, the man had backup, showing no fear at all, even if Sun Jack killed him on the spot, he wouldn't die.
The hope for a decapitation strike was dashed.
