The Best Shield Is Someone Else!

"If you don't get up from there in the next minute I'll smash your head in with this bottle! Can't you see you're outnumbered here! You didn't even come in with any guards! You think I will just let you go!?"

Han rubbed at his eyes and yawned. He was actually a little sleepy. This action caused the benefactor to become enraged. He launched himself at Han with the intent to kill but Han dodged the bottle and grabbed him by his forearm. He then squeezed down.

Crack!

"Argh!!!!"

The benefactor screamed in pain and the men there brought out their guns and pointed it at Han. Han looked the benefactor in the eye.

"The only reason you're not dead now is because I need something from you. I could have come here with many men to intimidate you but I don't need such a thing to handle someone like you. So you either sit down now or you sit down with a broken hand,"

The benefactor quickly nodded his head.

"I-I'll sit!"