"Yes, I do." Warren didn't refuse because he didn't want all his efforts to go to waste.
"Take out the handcuffs, lock yourself, and throw the key away!" Duncan was getting to be more cautious than before.
Warren smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. If we weren't intending on sparing you, my colleagues over there would have killed you. I just don't want to make this a big deal. I don't want to lose my job for losing the gun. Since this is my decision, there is absolutely no reason for me to deceive you."
"Cut the crap and do as I say." Duncan wasn't interested in what he had to say.
Although he felt that Warren wasn't lying, he couldn't afford to make any more mistakes now.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Warren took out the handcuffs from his back pocket and threw the key to the handcuffs far away.
A moment later, they heard the key fall onto the ground. At the same time, Warren locked his hands tightly together. He raised his hand, shook it in front of Duncan and said, "Rest assured."
"Turn around and walk towards me."
"Okay." Warren frowned. He didn't expect that Duncan would be so cautious.
He couldn't see anything with his back to Duncan. There was no way he could tackle a man with a gun with his own hands cuffed.
He was pretty much a sitting duck in the current situation.
Despite his unwillingness, Warren did as he was asked.
"I will do whatever you want, but you must keep your promise as well. When you leave, you must leave the gun behind." Warren feared that Duncan might have caught his disappointed expression, so he used the same words to keep him calm.
"As long as you guarantee my safe escape, I will absolutely return your gun. You know, I can't leave Y City with this thing," Duncan said casually.
Warren was relieved. His response indicated that Duncan believed his proposal.
"Well, I believe you, and I hope you can believe me too," Warren nodded and walked slowly with his back to Duncan.
He walked slowly and glanced at Mark who was several dozen meters away.
Mark's expression didn't change at all. He was facing Duncan, so he couldn't show any emotion on his face.
But Warren smiled at Mark. The smile was as bright as the spring breeze in March, which worried Mark even more.
"Stop!" Duncan shouted and held Warren's neck tightly from behind. He said, "Don't move. Do as I say if you want to live. Got it?"
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