"Damn it, Rylan Cortez betrayed me?" As Nehemiah Blevins saw the police arrive and the taxi drivers and passengers clogging the hotel entrance, he cursed and dashed outside!
"What are you doing, where are you going?" Yusuf Zuck immediately chased after him.
Nehemiah Blevins ran back to his own room, then pulled out a fishing gear bag from under the bed, grabbed the double barrel gun, and while loading it, he cursed, "I'll kill him!"
"Kill who?" Yusuf Zuck approached Nehemiah Blevins, snatched the shotgun, frowned and scolded, "If you go out there with a gun now, you're going to get shot to pieces, believe it or not?"
"The bastard Rylan Cortez, he's played too dirty; I'm not through with him today." Nehemiah Blevins, a fiery Mongolian guy, was so enraged at being betrayed by a friend that he felt like spitting blood.
Just then, the hotel manager rushed over in a hurry.