The manager clutched his chest, his face filled with shock. "How dare you hit me?!"
Jackson replied coldly, "Enough! Take us to the surveillance room!"
The manager, enraged, yelled, "I'll have you know you're finished! You've committed assault, and I'm going to press charges against you."
"Ah!" Before he could finish, Jackson stomped on the manager's right hand, causing excruciating pain and a scream to escape his lips.
Then, Jackson took a gun from a soldier, c****d it, and pressed the barrel against the manager's head. "I don't like to repeat myself. Don't test my patience. Take us to the surveillance room, now!"
Seeing the murderous look in Jackson's eyes, the manager finally stopped being arrogant. He could see that Jackson was indeed capable of killing him.
Terrified, the manage
