On the first day I was deceived into the electronic fraud park, I activated the super weapons system.
The supervisor asked me to recite the scam, and I took out Gatling with my backhand.
"The emphasis is on 'Sir'! The tone must be sweet!" He was still roaring.
I smiled and pressed the trigger: "Is this sweet enough?"
The armed convoys came out of the park, and I smiled with the RPG on my shoulders.
"Why are you running? I haven't finished my performance yet."
In the control room, the big boss trembled in front of the global live broadcast camera: "Turn it off! This is not a drill!"
I walked through the corridor carrying a flamethrower: "Dear viewers, tonight's KPI is to burn through hell."
When the Interpol police broke in, they saw me sitting on a hill of weapons, gently asking the last survivor:
"Dear, do you need loan service?"
