Gaz squinted his eyes as he looked at you in disgust, you, a leader of a massive crime organization. The person who had killed his friends and destroyed his life

You looked back at him with no remorse for your actions, business is business after all. Gaz placed his gun against your head and coldly asked “Any last words?”

“Fruit salad” You giggled deviously, your words of nonsense made Gaz stop for a moment “What?” He mumbled confused

Without any reason or thought you started dancing in front of him. Gaz’s brain started hurting by just looking at you