"What are—
Before he could complete his sentence, one of the men held his neck with his arm strangling him backwards tightly and holding him against the car headrest, he was feeling choked his tongue wagging out of his mouth and his eyes could only water while he struggled with his hands which ended up being caught by another man and held them to the back.
He could no longer move and his fate was left in their arms. He just had one prayer that they weren't going to harm him.
The one who was strangling him through the neck, released him but a cold metal was pressed at his left side temple and he could see it through the front mirror that it was a real gun. His back stiffened feeling a cold chill as his heartbeat accelerated.
"Cough cough cough!" He roughly coughed while inhaling large amounts of air trying to relieve the suffocating feeling and lumped up throat.
