As soon as Charlie finished speaking, Dean struggled and stood behind the red line made of his own blood.

Charlie then raised another finger and shouted, "Two!"

The others were still shocked, but when they saw Dean follow Charlie's order despite his miserable state, they knew that Charlie was serious and quickly lined up behind the red line.

Charlie nodded and said lightly, "Three."

At this moment, everyone had lined up except the skinny man whom Charlie had kicked and subsequently fainted.

Charlie stood up, walked past the line, went to the back, and glared at the skinny man who was still unconscious. He leaned down a little, grabbed the man's curly hair, and dragged him to the front of the line.

He tossed the man to the ground, leaving him lying motionless like a corpse, and turned toward the line. "I said everyone must stand in line when I count to three, didn't I?! But this gentleman lay there like a log and disregarded my order. How can I gain your respect as a leader?