Two options

"Justin Anderson, I want you to Co-operate with us if you don't want a civil war to happen in your house." The leader said.

"What dirty co-operation is that?"

Smirking his lips, the leader smelled the pistol. "Ahh, this smells good for those who wants to disobey my orders." Looking at Justin, "Mr Anderson, I'm going to go easy on you if you do what you are asked to. I am going to give you two options, so its left for you to choose." Moving about, he waved the pistol, "the papers or the woman?" He turned around.

"What papers and woman are you talking about?" Justin inquired with a cold voice.

"Mr Anderson, don't play dumb with me. I've studied your skills as a quick-witted guy, so I know how it goes. I gave you two options and I won't repeat myself twice." Cracking the gun, "Ownership of properties or Bianca? Choose and don't waste my time."

Clenching his hands into a fist, Justin gritted his teeths, "none of the above."

Raising his eyebrows, "wow, nice one Mr Anderson. You are trying to play smart with me, right?" Looking at his men, "isn't he playing smart with me?"

"Of course boss, but don't worry, few minutes from now, he will be in the montuary." One of them mocked.

Gritting his teeths, "how dare you talk to me in that manner?" Justin was about to grab one of the men, but Ryan pulled him back.

"No Justin, this guys are well prepared and sent by Marvin to kill you. But we have to use our wisdom if we must defeat them." Ryan whispered.

Looking at the leader, Justin narrowed his eyes, "are you the dependent type?"

Scrunching his brows, "what do you mean by dependent type?"

"Well, you are powerless that's why you're depending on something–" looking at Ryan, "right Ryan?"

"Of course yes, he is out of strength, that's why he is relying on something powerful than himself."

Pointing the gun at them, "hey don't play tricks on me, because it won't work. I've seen thousands of things like this before, so stop acting as if you are in a movie scene." The leader smirked.

Bursting into laughter, "really, a movie scene? Damn, we are not acting movies neither are we playing tricks on you." Pointing at the gun, "but I think your gun is." Justin said.

"Hey!" Gritting his teeths, "Don't dare me Mr Anderson."

"Fine I won't dare you, but stop being dependent."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Crossing his hands in the front, "aren't you a man? If yes, then stop acting like a woman and put down the gun." Narrowing his eyes, "let's do it, man to man, face to face."

Patting Justin's shoulder, "no Justin, I bet he won't. Infact his men will acknowledge him not to, because they all are dependent guys." Ryan laughed.