Nameless District

4| First Cleaning

"Tell me, what conditions do you want? You better hurry. I don't want to be seen here with you guys. What happens if they think I'm a police officer from a neutral side that seems to be siding with one of your factions? This will be bad for the reputation of the police force. If the four pillars of authority intervene, it could become a disaster in a Nameless District."

Malvinn had gone and sat on his motorbike. He will while wearing a helmet. It was Kay who was left who approached Inspector Robert and whispered something.

Inspector Robert sighed. "Yeah, whatever! Just take whatever you like. Most importantly, this job is done and doesn't cause any more problems." Inspector Robert walked away from Kay, waving his hand.

When the gray-haired man was in the police car, he slightly opened the glass window and said to Kay, "Don't forget to leave the victim's identity. So that we can identify them."

"Don't worry, Inspector Robert. It's a small thing to do."

"Are you sure you don't need these files to find them?" asked Inspector Robert.

Kay just smirked. He put his right index finger to his head and tapped it. "Don't worry, it's all recorded here. So what are you going to do with the body?"

"Just leave it there! Your job is just to kill them. The rest, let us do as usual. The rest of the payment will be transferred to your account, Liavin. Rage as you please! Because it's going to be a fun job for you guys after all this time, right?"

Inspector Robert grinned. The car sped away from the crossroads.

Kay was still staring at the police car as it left the empty street. Now, it was Kay who was grinning as he turned to Malvinn. He nodded in satisfaction. They were on their way to their next assignment.

In the police car driving away from the outskirts of the Nameless District, Michael suddenly asks Inspector Robert. "Are they—" Michael didn't finish and hung in the air.

"Did you just notice, Mike?" reprimanded Inspector Robert. "They are not ordinary handymen. Yeah, even though they call themselves the Rogue Brothers, they don't have blood ties."

Michael looked pale and a little scared.

"The man with the sword gave me the chills."

"Lundon?" Inspector Robert laughed as he lit his cigarette. "He always appears without making a sound. He doesn't talk much, either. Yes, he is indeed a little bit rude and is feared by the delinquents around here. But you have to be careful with his eyes. He has very sharp eyes and hearing. He can even read lip movements without needing to hear what sounds come from someone's mouth."

Michael couldn't believe it. "What about Liavin?"

"The gigolo? You've seen for yourself how capable he is." Inspector Robert pointed to the file Kay had returned to him. "He doesn't even need any of this. With just one look, all the information has been recorded in his long-term memory. He's a little bit scary, although his communication is excellent. Don't be fooled by their appearance, Mike!"

The night grew late, and the homeless people began to enter their tents on the side of the shabby road. Kay and Malvinn drove their motorbikes, overtaking each other like young men on an adrenaline rush. Every now and then, the burning smoke from the bonfires in the barrels blanketed the wet and dark streets.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

In one dark alley, a figure in a baseball cap sprinted at a fast and long stride. Her breath was ragged and panting. A few meters behind her were three men hunting with their weapons. Their faces were furious, and they looked ready to kill anyone who got in their way.

"Fuck!" grumbled the figure in the baseball cap whose jacket contained a thick wallet full of cash. "Why are they still after me? Even though I've run very far. I will not hand over this money!"

The three men on the hunt begin to lose track of the girl in the baseball cap. They stood in front of a row of closed shops without lights.

Brack!

One of the men smacked a stick against the closed rolling door of the shop until his voice echoed down the deserted street.

"Bastard! Where did the boy go? He had been causing trouble here too many times. I didn't think I would be the victim of his pickpocketing."

His two comrades also looked exhausted and carried daggers in hand, slightly panted while grinning. "Aren't you the stupid one? You were picked up by a kid."

"You bastard! The boy's hand was swift. I didn't even notice when he took my wallet and Rolex watch. If I hadn't checked the time, I probably wouldn't have known if he had picked me up."

"Well, that newcomer boy is famous as the God Hand around here. He always chooses his victims. He always targets men and women who just come out of the casino with huge sums of money and jewelry."

"Don't talk too much; find him quickly!" the man shouted.

Malvinn was standing on one of the roofs of a two-story building. He looked down at the wet and dark street below. Only the lights from several bars that were still open were the only lighting. Malvinn gripped the katana sword in his left hand while kneeling on one leg. A pair of eyes are now in the direction of a building.

Malvinn watched a building guarded by two men at its front door. The building Malvinn knew was a former hospital that had long been empty and abandoned.

Malvinn tilted his head. "You guys are nesting here, apparently?" said Malvinn without taking his eyes off the two doormen.

Three men came with suitcases and stopped in front of two guards.

Malvinn, standing on the roof of the opposite building, read the lips of three men who had just arrived with suitcases. Not long after, Henry Cruise appeared inside the building with his two bodyguards.

"So they're going to make deals here?"

Henry handed over his suitcase and exchanged it for the three men who had just arrived. Malvinn was sure that the briefcase Henry had received contained some money.

With the building's porch light, Malvinn could see their lips moving and know what they were talking about.

"You can sell it in 3rd District," said Hendri. "There, it is more profitable because the people there have more money than in this black district."

One of Henry's bodyguards rebuked him. "Are you sure you recommend them to sell it in 3rd District? Are you ready to take the risk? 3rd District is controlled by the Marco family."

"Are you so stupid? That's precisely why we have to start from 3rd District. If Marco's family falls, the Ramones will also follow. If they had all fallen, only Pablo's family would be left. Because we've already uprooted the Frey family. If the Four Pillars have fallen, we will rule the four districts and become kings here. Ha ha!"

Henry's men laughed too.

Henry checked the contents of the briefcase he had just exchanged and counted their agreed amount. Satisfied, Henry's three guests asked to resign.

The girl in the baseball cap is still trying to escape with the purse she managed to get hold of. She tries to return to the building where Henry and his men live. She was about to reach the building from one of the alleys. Someone came out and blocked her steps. The girl fell down and rolled onto the wet asphalt road.

On the other hand, suddenly, a second man appeared with a bat in hand. He was ready to slam the stick into the head of the girl who had stolen his purse.

The girl was lying on the asphalt. She was caught off guard when a dagger flew towards her neck from the side.

The girl glanced over with a pair of eyes opened wide and panicked. She protected her face with her arms, but…