He didn't flinch when the bullet whizzed past him, because he knew that Sal was probably just wanting to shoot some unfortunate zombie that was behind him. Instead he gave a malicious grin, and proceeded to drag the dead again body in a somewhat straight line. Blood, pus, and bits of zombie flesh smeared onto the ground in a sick line. "Aww alright, I won't cross my side of the line."
Not that he'd honor that, but he was a demon. He didn't honor much of anything. Another horde of zombies from his side came to surround him, and he made quick work of them. "You would think for a bunch of shit heads on team evil they'd be doing a lot more killing. Oh well, more killing for us, right Sexy?"