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Isaac looked at the nametag of his attacker and knew that he couldn ’t be very old, might even still be in Middle School.

[ToughGuy140]

’ ’D-Drop your weapon! ’ ’ ToughGuy140 screamed in hopes of scaring Isaac, but his voice changed to different pitches after each word. The first one was a strong one, the second one was slightly higher, and in the third one, he almost screamed.

’ ’Why would I do that? ’ ’ Isaac asked and was ready to press the trigger from a moment ’s notice, ’ ’You have only one bullet left in the chamber, and you need to hit me in the head if you have any hopes of killing me, but I am confident enough to not let that happen. ’ ’

’ ’M-M-My aim is good, I never miss! ’ ’ ToughGuy140 bluffed with a face, which said that even he didn ’t know what he was saying.

’ ’So, you aimed at my leg? ’ ’ Isaac said while sneakily pointing at his bleeding leg.

’ ’O-Of course! I-It will hinder your movements and makes killing you piece of cake! ’ ’ He smirked like he was proud of his excuse.

’ ’Right… ’ ’ Isaac chuckled and said, ’ ’While you have one bullet, I have five. ’ ’

ToughGuy140 gulped at the sight of dangerous-looking Musket Rifle. He knew at first glance that it must be a good weapon, but he didn ’t expect it to have five bullets!

’ ’Since you are so keen on killing me… Why didn ’t you just shoot me? Why tell me to put my hands up? ’ ’ Isaac asked since he was genuinely curious.

ToughGuy140 started sweating as he once again lied, ’ ’B-Because it would have been boring to kill you without doing some small talk first! ’ ’ He slightly averted his gaze and used his sleeve to wipe his sweat.

Isaac almost faceplanted, ’ ’So you panicked, gotcha. ’ ’ He wryly smiled, and it would have been indeed embarrassing to die that way after surviving the ambush of Ten Thieves.

’ ’I-I didn ’t panic! ’ ’ ToughGuy140 screamed and put his finger on the trigger, which was shaking even more than before.

Seeing the barrel of Musket Rifle gazing at him, he couldn ’t stay calm, because it looked extremely dangerous weapon! It didn ’t help to see the sharp metallic blade pointing straight at him.

’ ’What about a truce? We go on separate ways. ’ ’ Isaac suggested.

’ ’S-Sure, b-but you have to give me your gun! ’ ’