Dammit. That asshole bashed his rifle into the shoulder that was still weak after the first encounter with Florida. He hisses out a ragged breath at the jolt of pain. He grips the body of the gun to tear it out of York's hands.

His shoulder ached and the healing leg was starting to give off waves of agony. However he kept pressing the offensive. Jersey clocked York with an uppercut. His focus on giving himself some room to move.