A man stumbled over, his expression tinged with panic.
Six, who was already in a foul mood, heard the frantic shouting and his anger flared. He slapped the man across the face. "What are you screaming about? If you have something to say, spit it out!"
The people around immediately averted their eyes, focusing on whatever was in their hands, afraid that Six's rage would be unleashed on them.
The man clutched his face, his expression momentarily twisting into a savage grimace. But before Six could look over, he switched back to his usual timid appearance.
'No, I can't. I snuck into the country illegally. I'll need Six's connections to get out.'
'I can't afford to burn this bridge yet!'
'Once I'm out, I'll find a chance to get away from him. I'm done being his dog!'
The man frantically tried to calm himself down.
That slap just now had made him so angry he almost wanted to call the cops and have them arrest Six.
But he crushed the thought the instant it appeared.
