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“What? How…?” Xiaobo said surprised. “Did he miss? From that distance?” Outside, just a few steps away from the entrance, he saw Reggie Trullo make a joy dance. “This guy’s crazy, he’s out of his mind!” Xiaobo said. He pointed his g*n at the dodgy, deranged criminal. “That son of a b***h. I’m going to bite his heart out…”
Before he could fire a shot, Laro put his hand on Xiaobo’s Long Ranger and pushed down the short barrel of the weapon. “Wait,” he said calmly.
“I got him!” Reggie cried, still dancing. “That motherfucker was sneaking around the unit, but I got it! Finally f****d up!”
Behind Reggie, the lunar scooters with the agents hunting for the alien, stopped. “Well done!” Vancouver said. He looked at his own Compressor with satisfaction. “It’s nice to know that these things ca
