"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"
The red-haired craned his neck back and filled the underground room with his laughter. Watching him from the side, Henry and his henchman were struck with fear and confusion.
"Did he… did he lose it?" The thug asked.
His boss didn't answer; his hairy face twisted in a deep frown. The laughter died down soon after, but the redhead didn't seem to return to his senses just yet. His shoulder trembled as he hung his head, faint chuckles escaping him now and then. Just when Henry was starting to get tired of him, he heaved a long sigh.
"Say, do you really not know?" He asked.
Sensing the mockery in his tone, Henry didn't answer.
"C'mon, that can't be it." He chuckled. "You kidnapped me when you don't even know who I work for? You don't even know why he's coming after you?"
Henry's face twitched, and his grip on the pliers twitched.
"Man, did I really lose five fingers just for this? You've got to be kidding me."
