"Can I have the keys please? I don't have all day." Scott requested.The lady stood there, dazed by what just happened. The man standing before her looked nothing like a millionaire. His appearance was like that of an average working man who probably works as a salesman in a convenience store or probably a guy that delivers food.However, the man she presumed to be a common low class worker was able to rake out millions of dollars in a heart beat.She wondered what manner of man stood before her."Y-yes. I'll go get the keys, Sir. Please kindly wait." She bowed her head respectfully before walking away hastily.Scott stood there, his gaze fixed on the car as he examined it closely. He only needed the car to travel to Wombat's territory, not with the intention of owning a car or show off."Once I'm done I'll probably sell it and the money will be given to charity." Scott mused before shifting his gaze to his watch to glance at the time.It was currently 45 minutes past two."Where the

The lady known as Sarah, led Scott towards the building. The brought out a card from her pocket and scanned it.Ding*A chiming sound was heard and the door began to open. Sarah walked in as well as Scott and they began to advance forward.Scott glanced around the place. It was a dimly lit hallway, and a staircase that led to the second floor could be seen up-front.Female gangsters stood on both side, all fully equipped and armed. As Scott walked past them, they shifted their gazes towards him and winked at him.Scott paid no heed to them, his mind was focused on his mission.They walked through the staircase for a few moments until they finally arrived in what looked like a vast living room.Expensive purple couches could be seen in the living room, a glass table at the center, and a chandelier on the ceiling that brightened up the whole place."This is as far as I can go." Sarah informed. "god Wombat would have seen you in the security camera, so she should be here at any moment. I

There are three gang gods in total. Some of them became a gang god due to their bloodline, some became a god by election, while some became a god by killing another god.The ones who became a god through their bloodline are the least ruthless. Their ancestors were gods so they simply passed down the mantle.That was how Pitt became a god. His father died and handed over his whole empire to him.While the ones who became a god through election are a bit violent and repulsive due to the amount of lives they took just to make sure they come out at the top after the election.Wombat became a god through an election.However, there are some who becomes a gang god by killing another god. Those ones are the most feared ones among the three due to how powerful and heartless they were.They command a large battalion of people, and some small countries request for loans and protection from them, giving them the opportunity to manipulate the countries and use their entire police force and armie

"Prepare for battle! I don't know who they are, but since they attacked us first we are going to kill them all and sink their fucking ship!" Solomons ordered at the top of his lungs, and his men began to load their cannons and readied their weapons.They all had their gazes fixed on the ship sailing towards them at an incredible speed several meters away."Ready?!" Solomons voiced out as he raised his right hand. "Fire!" He ordered, and three cannon balls shot out and began to travel towards the ship.The cannon balls flew through the air at lightning speed, and when it was a few meters away from the ship, the ship took a slight turn and dodged the cannon balls by a hair length.The balls fell into the sea instead and caused a huge splash."Shit! Ready another batch!" Solomons spat, and his boys loaded another cannon. "Fire!"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!Three cannon balls were shot towards the incoming ship, and just like the last time, the ship took a slight turn and weaved the cannon."Fuck!

Scott landed on one knee before rising up and shifted his gaze towards the ongoing commotion. Solomons men who ran and hide when the bazooka was shot, began to come out of hiding after noticing Nadine was now out of rockets, and their gazes fixed on the man that had just landed like some superhero."Surrender your weapons, flee from this country and never return. If you do that you shall be spared. Our initial plan was to kill you all, but since I am a man with good heart I have decided to give you a way out!" Scott spoke audibly, and his expression calm and collected. Solomons glanced at him for a few minutes after hearing the words he just spoke, before spitting on his shoes. "What makes you think I'll give my weapons to you lot? The weapons belongs to Mr. Leeray. He is a funking gang god!" Solomons voiced out. "And these ladies here works for a god too. You can choose to die right here, or flee and make sure Mr. Leeray doesn't find you." Scott remarked in a persuasive tone. "Wh