'Bullhorn' cut off the communication, took out a piece of chocolate, stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite, then shook the remaining half at 'Bomberman', saying: "Want some? We're going to be here for a while..."
'Bomberman' had suffered severe explosion injuries, and had been badly wounded in Liberia, his entire face disfigured.
This kind of guy shouldn't be too particular, but facing 'Bullhorn's goodwill, 'Bomberman' glanced at the corner where a large patch of foul-smelling excrement was, then helplessly shook his head, saying: "Do you know why no one wants to be with you?"
'Bullhorn' nonchalantly stuffed the rest of the chocolate into his mouth, then said with a smirk: "Is it because I shit too much?
I know to take off my pants when I shit, back when 'Iceman'..."
"Bang"
"Whoosh"
Before 'Bullhorn' could finish his sentence, a bullet grazed the wall in front of him, creating a hole, and hit the wall at his side and back...
