Chapter 5
Vincent and Gipdac both arrived.
"Wanna give up?" Gipdac asked.
"In your dreams, motherfucker."
"Someone needs to give you a timeout for using that language, Vincy!"
"Oh, I have been waiting for this moment!"
Vincent pulled out his gun, but when he looked up, Gipdac was gone.
"Where the fuck are you, Gipdac?"
"Behind you."
Vincent turned around, and Gipdac punched him in the face.
Then, Gipdac grabbed Vincent's gun, and shot him in the shoulder.
Vincent fell to the ground, and Gipdac stepped on his hand.
When Vincent looked up, the hideous grin on Gipdac's face actually frightened him.
"I gave you a chance to give up. You said no. This is your fate."
Then, Gipdac began to laugh as he crushed Vincent's hand.
"Stop!" Vincent shouted in pain.
"STOP? Why would I do that when I'm having so much fun?"
Vincent was instantly filled with fear.
Gipdac stepped on Vincent's back, and pulled back his arms.
"Please, stop!"
"Yeah...No."
Gipdac ripped back Vincent's arms, breaking them.
Vincent screamed in agony, and Gipdac aimed his gun at Vincent's head.
"Thou art thy scum of thy Earth. Thou art found guilty."
Gipdac fired over & over again, and as he did, he laughed.
"Sorry, Vincent Vega. But now, I'm Marsellus Wallace's #1 HitRat."