Zero's Power

"Hand over your money!?"

All the customers were stunned, including Boris and Andre. They were told to lie face down on the floor, hands crossed behind their backs, and to pull out all the weapons they carried as proof they wouldn't dare to fight back.

The cashier guard trembled as a 9.22 millimeter shotgun was pointed at him. He opened the drawer and handed over a pile of money that was there.

The restaurant manager, who was in discussion with the supervisor, trembled so much he wet himself. He tried to call security, but the supervisor tapped his shoulder, pointing to the window outside.

Two middle-aged security guards stationed at the front were brought down by the two masked men. Their bellies were oozing blood. It could be guessed they died from knife stabs.

"Disguise," Boris murmured, starting to suspect something.

"Sir, it seems we're lucky. We can silence them and extract information from them." Boris whispered into Andre's left ear, but without leaving the prone position.

"Wha