Shimizu decisively pulled Marone in front of him, making the others wary of shooting for fear of hitting their boss.
Sure enough, the men in black suits hesitated.
"Move."
The extra hand Shimizu had grown pointed a gun at Marone, while he tilted his chin in indication.
"Let him through! Let him through!"
Marone shouted.
The suited men cleared a path.
"What the hell did you do to me? Why, why...?"
Marone's tongue was sluggish, making his words somewhat unclear.
"Do your limbs and tongue feel weak? Soon, you'll also feel dizzy and nauseous, then your body will become paralyzed and you'll have trouble breathing. Those are symptoms of Cobra Venom. It blocks neural and muscular transmission, causing muscle weakness and disrupting your body's functions. In the end, you'll clearly feel death approaching while fully conscious. At the dose I injected, you have about two or three hours left to live."
"S-Save me... I'll do whatever you want..."
Marone stammered.
"Tell your men to back off. They are not allowed to follow us, or I'll end your life right now."
Shimizu pressed the gun against Marone's head and snarled.
Clearly, those suited men had used their phones to notify the others. More and more people were gathering here, but they did not dare make a move while Marone was in Shimizu's hands.
"M-Move aside! All of you, move aside!"
Marone shouted.
The suited men opened up a path.
"Boss!"
"Boss, are you all right?"
"Boss! What happened?"
Aman, the accountant, and seven or eight Hogg United men jogged over through the cleared passage. As they questioned Shimizu, they held their pistols up warily at Marone's people.
"It's nothing. Tie him up first, then take him to the car and bring him back."
Shimizu gestured at a subordinate with a brightly