“Then, all of a sudden, a million dollar request came to our gang. The client was really pressuring us with the amount he was trying to pay us, if we carried out the mission. It looks more like he was desperate, so that was more of a reason that we had to act cautious and made deeper research, even in the dark web. Surprisingly, we saw posters about our target, and yes, the target had a bounty on its head. His name, Albion Carl Abel, aka the favourite son. Despite him being young, he had some prowess over the world under us and is quite a young business tycoon, who is said to be way better than his father in every aspect. He is more; intelligent, dangerous, domineering, tactical, lethal and overall, he has the cute and innocent look to cover it all up. Seeing such magnificent result, we in the inner circle was against carrying out the task, especially, if it has to do with business and national politics. We all are in agreement to not go for it but Stacy wanted to take the missio

As Velma got out of the principal’s office, she headed back to her class with the red file in her hand and secretly called out to Jixie, signalling that they both need to go outside. Jixie receiving such message did not hesitate and stepped outside with Velma. As they both got outside, Velma flaunted the red file she had with her, saying, “guess what’s in my possession.” “Come on, I am not here for your silly games. Tell me what happened in there and what you have on your hand.” Jixie replied with obvious acts of curiosity. “Okay, but let’s head to the rooftop, it’s quite delicate to talk about such an issue in public.” Velma replied while still teasing Jixie. “Fine, quickly!” Jixie grunted, took one of Velma’s hands and dragged her to the rooftop. As they both finally managed to reach to the rooftop and without any further hesitation, Jixie shakes Velma to tell her what happened in the office. After many tries and conviction, Velma finally gave up and gave Jixie the gist of every

Number 2, The Dirty Crowns Gang, formally known as the Golden Crown Gang. Headed by Axel Steven Albion, son of the Albion group leader........” “What!?” Eugene exclaimed in a massive shock as he couldn’t believe his own ears and turns to face Velma with an intense curiosity.“Hey, don’t look at me like that. I am as shocked as you are. Anyways, just let me finish up with the readings, so that you will actually understand everything about Abel and his pursuers.” Velma replied with a facial expression which boldly showed that she knew what he was thinking about and then, she continued reading out the file.“He is of 16 years of age and his gang hailed from Rosetown City. Due to some certain issues, further information is to be kept secret.Number 1’s gang information is a mine bomb. Highly confidential, even to the moderate executives of the Randie state police department.#Tip from the congressman: If you need more information, you can always go to the black market *wink *wink. Damn,

The three can be seen seated in a round table while waiting for their order to arrive in the restaurant. The area did look suspicious as the lights in there were dim but it seems to be so everywhere. Eugene wasn’t surprised anymore as what he saw in action movies and series were all before his own very eyes.Adjusting his jacket’s hoodie and his nose mask, he then clears his throat and nods towards Hector’s position, for him to go on with fulfilling his request, which Hector took notice of and leaned forward towards Eugene’s position and started his narration.“Well as you know, this hidden city is surprisingly called the Hidden City. A city where dark and illegal activities take place such as slave trades, information purchases, assassinations, kidnappings, cyber fraud, illegal schemes and etc. It’s a do or die city, to the extent that sellers and customers here, have their lives at stake since there are no laws guiding this place. In short, all sorts of crime are permitted since a

As ten men who had a dangerous energy, which can be observed from them, walked in, accompanied by another man who was in a red suit, blonde and also had a golden monocle worn on his right eye. He came forward to the trio that were sitting down and announced to them, “your men, dear sirs, are here.” The trio looked up before them and subconsciously, sir Eric and Eugene both nodded in harmony on the great choice of men that were selected for them. Letting out a chuckle on how pleased his customers were, he replied to the blonde, saying, “please Antonio, you have the pleasures to list out the necessary noticeable details about our capable males.” “Yes, crippled one. If you may excuse me dear guests as I do the honours. Due to some special policy and conditions, these men don’t go by their real names but in codes instead. Then, if I may proceed, AE7!” Antonio calls out and a guy of about 5ft7 walks out from the group. Despite his size, his rough manly build, a long stubble and a long bla