1921 Anno Bhiasti. "F*uck you! Get off you son of a b*tch! Ahhhh!" Hiro felt as Hendrix walked on top of him, putting more weight on the metal sheet and making it hard for him to breathe. The thick sheet of metal is rendering Hiro immobile but also protecting him from Hendrix's bleeding wound that is now healed. Hendrix wiped off the blood making sure that Hiro didn't see anything.
Hendrix couldn't stand Hiro's ranting anymore so he stomped his feet on the metal sheet to press harder on Hiro's lungs, disabling him to scream and even talk.
"Shut the f*ck up Zov!" Hendrix smacked Hiro's filthy mouth with a gun he was able to remove inside Hiro's ass. In pain, Hiro struggled to breathe though he doesn't need air to live.
"Shut up and listen to me...just this once...Zov...please my broth
