Becoming A Mafia Boss

Chapter Seven

The men of the first mafia gang under Mr Black were stunned and didn't know what to do.

They looked around and were confused.

"How did they get to know in the first place?" One of the men whispered to another.

"I don't know," The other man replied. "I thought it was a secret base," The man said.

The murmurings began to increase as the men continued to whisper to one another.

The men with Quentin just stood there with him motionless and quiet.

They were waiting patiently for them to do their bidding.

"Boss, how did they know this place? This is a secret base boss," One of the men said facing John.

John was confused and removed a tobacco cigarette and smoked it.

John knew that anytime he felt he wasn't himself the tobacco always helped him.

The smoke of the tobacco had already increased and the men were already getting suffocated by the smoke.

"Hmmm," John said as he smoked the tobacco again and the smoke he exhaled from his mouth filled the room.

Quentin and his men didn't move a flinch and weren't affected by the smoke.

This made John a little bit impressed yet still curious about the reason how they got to know their secret base.

John took another smoke of the tobacco this time pacing around the room.

This time he exhaled the smoke to the face of one of the men with Quentin.

John knew that this would also affect all of them.

Then he guessed enough that they were all holding their breaths each time he brought the smoke closer to them.

"Hahaha," John. Laughed. "Nice one," He commented impressed at their action.

"So do you care to tell me how you get to know this secret base, Old man?" He inquired facing the old man.

Quentin remained quiet and refused to talk.

John noticed that Quentin had a kind of look that seemed as if he was always smiling even though he wasn't.

"I am going to ask you again, How did you come to know this secret base?" John inquired again.

Quentin remained speechless and John was getting angry now.

John noticed that the men also copied their boss which was Quentin, and they all remained silent.

"I have told you all I need to tell you, now all I require of you is to free Benson here," Quentin said.

John was infuriated by the fact that the old man had refused to answer his questions.

John became angrier at the fact that the old man was demanding he free Benson.

"How dare he?" He muttered to himself.

"I am going to say this again, I need you to free Benson now," Quentin said provoking John er.

John was infuriated and couldn't control himself any longer.

"Boys! Deal with this man now!" He ordered his gangsters.

The gangsters in his mafia group had already obeyed and were all moving towards Quentin.

All of a sudden, they saw that there was some noise outside and it appeared that the men outside came inside.

John noticed that these men were also dressed in black suits and glass and looked serious.

John could guess enough that they were all under Quentin.

John also knew that they would be the best skilled among the men.

John didn't allow it to stop him, he still insisted that the boys should kill the old man.

"Now!" He ordered and has the men rush towards Quentin, Quentin smiled.

Quentin knew that there was no way they would be able to touch him not with the men present there.

All of a sudden, the men that came inside attacked the men that were going to attack Quentin.

John was stunned, he hadn't seen any move like this before.

His suspicions were true even though he was about to doubt them.

The speed at which the men in a black suits that came used to beat those that came at Quentin was high.

John was scared to the bones and wondered.

"Arghhh!" One of John's men groaned in pain as one of the men under Quentin kicked him in his groins.

Quentin's men were using advanced karate on the men and were dealing with them with so much speed.

Another of John's men charged at another of Quentin's men and he dodged the attack throwing punches at him.

The man had no other choice but to fall to the ground with so much force.

Quentin smiled in satisfaction as the men continued with the fight.

He was enjoying the view where he stood and didn't want it to stop.

"Haha," He laughed when one of John's men who attempted to hit a stick on his men was dealt with in seconds.

"Arghhh," The man groaned in pain and fell to his knees then Quentin's men kicked him sending him to the ground.

John who was stunned checked his wristwatch to see that Quentin's men dealt with his men in a minute.

"Ooh!" John sighed. John was scared and knew that he was next.

John was already regretting the ego he had shown, and how he had disrespected Quentin.

"Please do not kill me, I beg of you," John pleaded on his knees when he saw that the men were done with his men.

He knew that they would come to deal with him next.

He was greatly terrified and forgot how he had Bragg edge about Mr Black.

He looked towards the direction where Benson was tied and he saw satisfaction in his eyes.

He knew definitely that Benson would be hall about the situation at hand and felt ashamed.

John's'was s way of and Benson was surprised that he could behave this way after all his bragging.

Where Benson was tied he thought about the way John had treated him, mocked him and abused him.

Benson thought that John would finally get all he deserves.

Most especially Benson was thinking about his saviour. "Who are these?" He muttered to himself.

As much as he was happy that they can to his rescue, he also wondered why they did so.

"Please do not kill me, I promise to do whatever you ask of me," John pleaded still on his knees.

John was sweating now and the clothes beneath his suit showed it.

John saw that Quentin was walking towards him and he closed his eyes finally getting ready to die.

He finally decided to accept his fate that he was going to die today and Quentin won't forgive him.

He thought that he would be killed, other than his men who were beaten to unconsciousness.

Instead of him being beaten only, Quentin would have to kill him straight.

Has he shut his eyes he could feel Quentin's presence close to him. He knew that Quentin was already close.

"Take," he heard Quentin's voice and with fear still shut his eyes closed.

He wasn't sure what Quentin was trying to offer him but when he heard the words again he had to open his eyes.

"Take," Quentin said. Has John opened his eyes very slowly, he saw that Quentin had stretched a card to him and was stunned.

He first hesitated out of fear in the manner in which Quentin offered the card before him.

"Am not going to repeat it," Quentin said still holding the card towards him.

Slowly, out of fear, he took the card from Quentin's hands.

His hands were shaking seriously as he did so and he was really scared and sweating more than he had before.

He observed the card slowly and wondered what kind of card it would be.

He slowly turned it around and discovered that it was a bank card.

He felt a little bit relieved and turned the card upside down in his hands to be sure that it was what he thought it was.

"That's the sum of one million dollars, so Benson isn't indebted to you anymore," Quentin said.

Quentin was serious when he said those words and John had no other choice but to hide his head in agreement.

"And you can also tell Mr Black that I said it's over, Benson isn't indebted to him any longer," Quentin said.

John was short of words and all he could do was to look and take a look at the card throughout.

He remained on his knees and couldn't stand up.

Quentin went towards where Benson was tied respectfully and untied him.

Benson was still curious about who they were.

Benson was surprised to see that Quentin and his men all bowed their heads in unison to him.

Benson didn't know what was happening. He wasn't sure if he was the one they were bowing to.

"What in the world is going on!" He thought to himself. He knew everything was getting weirder by the moment.

"Finally, we have found you, young master," Quentin said as he bowed his head down before Benson.