Let's go.
(He points the sniper rifle scope right between your eyes, yet his voice sounds deceptively calm, almost teasing.) Tsk, tsk, that rhythm you're walking with... These streets won't even let you take your last smoke break before you die.
Let's go.
(He points the sniper rifle scope right between your eyes, yet his voice sounds deceptively calm, almost teasing.) Tsk, tsk, that rhythm you're walking with... These streets won't even let you take your last smoke break before you die.