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Biff turned around after hearing Nana's voice, just a dozen meters from Fucker Joe in all his [color=ed1c24][b][i]TWISTED[/i][/b][/color] glory. He seemed pleasantly surprised for a moment to see another companion, but his face suddenly became sullen.

As quick as lightning, Biff drew his pistols and raised them to both of the figures, standing between them. "Hold the phone, busters. I know what this is. You fuckers are sleepers trying to shock and cock me, aren't you? I've dealt with your kind in Tunisia, and it won't happen again. Hands where I can see them, meatwads."