Not expecting Elvis to resist, Scott hurriedly threw away the intercom and took control of the g*n with his hands.
“What are you doing? Loose your grip on the g*n right away, or I’ll shoot you!” Scott shouted at Elvis, giving him a verbal warning.
However, upon hearing Scott’s words, Elvis didn’t give up resistance and even burst into laughter. Then, without warning, he leaned forward and sank his teeth into Scott’s wrist.
Feeling pain in the wrist, Scott had to withdraw his hands, but he still pointed the g*n at Elvis. Glancing at the teeth-marks on his wrist, he growled angrily, “Are you crazy? Do you think I won’t shoot you?”
Elvis laughed again, this time with a cold, sharp tone. Then he leaned against the door and said, “I’m sure you won’t because you must take me back alive
