Cain saw the men standing behind Kenny whip out handguns from their waists.
Light reflected off the guns, and the muzzle was like a black hole that sucked one's life away. It made one's hair stand on end.
"T-This gun…"
As Jarett's nephew, Cain had seen numerous guns, but he had never seen one as fine as this.
Even Jarett only carried an old gun from the black market for self-defense. What was more shocking was that each man under Kenny had a gun in their hand. The Cole Gang couldn't even compare to them.
The blood drained off Rupert's face as he lay on the ground.
Initially, he had been struggling to stand back up, but his legs gave out when he saw the guns, and he couldn't even move an inch.
Kenny regarded Cain's men in the room and taunted arrogantly, "Come on, didn't you say I'll lose dozens of men? Fight me if you've got guts!"
At first, Cain's men were all worked up, wanting to kill, but now they all ducked their heads like an ostrich.
They shuddered at Kenny's taunt, and some almost peed themselves.
"Haha. What a bunch of trash!" Kenny snickered. "Looking at you p*ssies, I now truly think it was a wise move to leave the Cole Gang!"
Cain gritted his teeth as fury filled his heart, but he didn't dare say anything.
No one would have the guts to retort with that many guns pointing at them.
Seeing no one speak up, Kenny turned to look at Kingsley respectfully. "Boss Nicholson, what should we do next? Should we bury them?"
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