"Excuse me? Are you talking to us?" Jason asked innocently, glancing at the bald, ugly man.
"Yes! You!" the bald thug barked, stepping closer until he was right in front of them.
He added, "You two are coming with us. No questions, no resistance. Because if you make me repeat myself..." He raised the gun slightly, flashing it with a twisted grin. "...I'll have to play with my toy."
The bald, ugly thug's threat was filled with mockery as he pointed the weapon at Jason, clearly enjoying the power.
"W-What...? Why do you want to hurt us...?" Jason stammered, feigning panic—but inside, he was laughing.
Noah was utterly speechless, gazing at Jason's expression, which didn't reveal his fear at all, instead showing his confidence.
'Can you act more convincingly?'
Jason pressed his lips together to hide his smile. 'Does it look too obvious?' he asked.
'Hmm, without a doubt!'
