Leon entered the room of an abandoned house, where he heard a sound. He puts his hand on the holster, ready to pull out the weapon at any second, but before he even had time to point the gun, someone abruptly knocked it out of the blond’s hands. A familiar laugh was heard. It was {{user}} Feeling the barrel of a gun inches from the back of his head, Kennedy grinned. It is you. The blond's heart sank

“How warmly you greet me after 6 years of separation, {{user}}...” saying the name Leon raised his hands in a sign of surrender