"How much longer are you going to stay so listless and depressed?" Kurosawa Jin felt a spike of anger just looking at Tamazawa Shuxin in this state. It had already been half a year since the death of Alger Jones, and Tamazawa Shuxin knew very well that Alger Jones had brought this upon himself. "I'll pull myself together as soon as possible." Kurosawa Jin dragged him toward the combat arena. "Once you're exhausted from training, your brain won't have room for idle thoughts."
"Kurosawa Jin, I have to go to the experimental zone this afternoon! There's no way my scrawny frame can handle training like yours!" Tamazawa Shuxin wriggled like a fish, fighting desperately to escape. The moment they stepped into the combat arena, they saw Glenlivet waiting for them, and both of them froze in their tracks. "Looks like I'm in luck. This afternoon, the two of you will spar with me. Gunfight, six bullets." Glenlivet tossed a pistol over.
Tamazawa Shuxin collapsed to the ground, his gaze hollow. "Glenlivet, you're just bullying someone younger and weaker." Glenlivet reloaded the bullets, clicked the safety off, and then crouched down, pressing the muzzle against the back of Tamazawa Shuxin's head. "Whiskey, I don't like subordinates who have glaring weaknesses. Your hand-to-hand combat is like that of a newborn baby. Practice more with Gin. If you want to negotiate with me, your value simply isn't high enough yet."
Chapter 43