Chapitre 388: Who are You, Really?

As Norman stared gloomily at the mercenary in front of him, Norman kept his gun pointed at him. "I'll say it again. Give it to me!"

Meanwhile, the mercenary reached into the backpack to retrieve an item which looked like a remote controller. "If you don't leave, we can choose to die together!" He chuckled out loud.

When the mercenary saw that Norman did not seem deterred, his facial expression became sullen.

"Believe me, the mini-bomb set up in this thing is enough to kill the both of us!" The mercenary laughed coldly. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose your life here for such a thing!"

There was a look of brooding on Norman's face. Without a doubt, the mercenary had read his mind.

At the root of it all, Norman and the mercenary shared the common objective of staying alive.

However, if Norman did not get what he came here for, he would be faced with a torturous encounter which might be as terrible as death itself.