“Don’t be a killjoy, Red. I wonder if you are red down there too?” He pointed between my legs. My lips curled in disgust. As if I hadn’t heard those words before. The acne guy snorted with laughter. “We could try to find out.” Suddenly Matteo was there. He gripped the tall guy in a headlock and held a sharp long knife to the guy’s crotch. “Or,” he said in an eerily calm voice. “We could try to find out how long it takes for you to bleed out like a pig after I cut your dick off. How about that?” I used the moment to ram my knee into acne guy’s balls.
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