Chapter 11

"Sir, all plans are set,"

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In a quiet corner, a pretty girl stood, chatting on her phone. Suddenly, a gang of hoodlums appeared, surrounding her and dragging her into an alley.

She tried to resist, but they showed her a gun.

“Hel..” she tried to shout for help.

“Shhh, Look, pretty girl, hand over all that's in your bag right now,” the gang leader demanded.

Tears streamed down her face as they laughed and smirked, “Maybe later we can even play with you.” suggesting more sinister intentions.

James and his bodyguard left the restaurant and headed back to their car. James had left a guard to watch it.

As they walked, James spotted trouble in an alley: a group of men harassing a woman.

Without a word, James and his bodyguard entered the alley.

James faced them, his expression cold. Some of the hoodlums noticed him and scowled.

“What are you looking at, black dude?” one challenged.

“Do you want to Join the party, Mr. Handsome Face, huh? Now run along kid, mind your own business”

The gang

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