Imelda checked in for her flight and was going through the security gateway, but to her great shock, she saw the snake gang members there. Moreover, Elvis was also there. He just finished taking a bag full of chocolates, with drugs hidden inside. The bag wasn’t even checked by the guards because Elvis had long paid them.Just as Elvis and his men were leaving, one of them saw Imelda and recognized her before she could hide her face from them. “Boss, that’s a girl from our street.”“What?” Elvis’ gaze instantly focused on Imelda and made her tremble. She shivered so much she dropped the bag and ran the opposite way. “Get her.”Two men chased her. They didn’t shout because they were still in the airport, but once Imelda left the airport, they increased their speed.Imelda was so tense that she ignored the cab right before her and instead began to look for Gabe.“Where do you think you’re running away to, bitch?” The two men caught up with her, but so did another person: Gabe.Seeing Gab
Gabe came driving the same superbike that he had taken from Zuri. Along the way, Systa gave him more information about the women trafficking happening in the northern part of the city. And it not only made him feel bad for the women but also feel hatred toward the snake gang.[Once a girl comes into a street owned by the snake gang, she won’t be able to leave for at least six months.] Systa explained. [Their phones will be taken. They are given cigars, alcohol, and pills against pregnancy. They work for 18-20 hours every day, seven days a week. Those who resist will be beaten and will be given pain killers if they agree to cooperate. But if you resist, then they won’t even let you sleep at night. Not all clients work here in these brothels. Those who cooperate will be sent to massage parlors, beauty parlors, bars, and private apartments where they could earn 100 to 200 dollars every half hour. If they can earn double the amount they’re bought for in six months, they'll be freed, or th
In that dark street, the headlights of the bikes were lighting up the spot where the crates were. The crates were not empty.One of the guys that were riding the bikes was Mike the Number 4 in Drummer Street. After Gabe got buried under the crates, he looked disappointed. “Did this guy really defeat Number 5? I was expecting some fight, but this is boring.”Exaggerating things was normal in this region because cameras were never used, and so stories changed drastically as they went from one mouth to another.Mike was a guy with a long face. His hair was also very long. He was the younger brother of Valon, the Number 2 who was the strategist of Drummer Street.“At this rate, he’ll die from suffocation. Let’s go,” Mike said, and everyone turned their bikes’ throttles and began to leave the scene.The heavy crates collapsed to the sides, and Gabe stood at the top, looking completely unhurt but also utterly pissed off.“Stop, you bastards!” he yelled. “Get back here and face me if you hav
Mike was not as smart as his elder brother Valon, but he was not at all dumb. He didn’t want Gabe to cause anymore damage to his fellow gang members as there were enough eyes witnessing everything.Naturally, Mike got down from his bike and pulled the baseball bat that he had installed on the side of the bike.“I admit that I underestimated you a little, but now I can believe that you’ve actually defeated Number 5,” Mike said.“Hmph, do you think I’ll go easy on you just because your brain cells started working better?” Gabe blurted and then picked up the egg box. “Since you seemed to be a higher-ranked gang member, I’m going to give you a special rotten egg service.”“We’ll see about that,” Mike used his speed to close the distance in a quick dash. If a guy with a tall frame like him were to suddenly attack a person, they would automatically be put under instant pressure and react imperfectly. Mike was counting on just that, so he could swing the bat the moment Gabe would start ducki
Five seconds.This was too short of a time for Gabe to think and take a proper decision. The easiest choice for most would be to kiss Elvis’ feet and be done with it, though he might get harassed afterward. At least, Gabe would still be alive to live this way. If it was Gabe of the past, he would probably have taken that choice.However, now, Gabe couldn’t lower himself to kiss Elvis’ feet, especially when Elvis was pointing his gun at Zuri, and she seemed frozen.“E-Elvis, are you out of your fucking mind?” Zuri tried to talk some sense into him. “I’m not your subordinate. I only came here because Alan told me. Do you really think he’d let you go after you kill me?”It was a gamble. Zuri knew enough about Elvis that he wouldn’t recklessly pick fights with the other five bosses of the gang: Alan, Bruno, Marcelo, Trey, and Britney.Alan was known to be the most influential of the six bosses, even though strength wise, no one really knew who was the strongest because there was an iron-c
The gunshot was fired before the pillow hit the gun.Both Elvis and Zuri thought that the bullet hit Gabe, but it missed and hit the wall in the background.Gabe’s heart raced like never before. Was this the first time he ever got shot at? He managed to dodge the bullet in time, but what would have happened if he wasn’t capable of doing so?Before he knew it, he emotionally leaped across the room. It was like watching the best long jumper in the world take a leap. Gabe’s foot rocketed toward Elvis’ chest.Elvis rolled the side as fast as he could.Gabe’s foot struck the couch and flipped it over.Elvis immediately started shooting at Gabe, but he had already hid himself behind the couch and then threw it up at Elvis, shocking him. A couch weighing close to 300 pounds was just thrown like that.Elvis’ mind didn’t think of anything but escaping. And he managed to duck and slide forward on his knees. The couch barely missed him, but Elvis was no longer bothered about the couch. He pointe
“NGH~!” Gabe felt a shock coursing through his spine as the knife dug through his waist. Seeing the sadistic smile on Elvis’ face only enraged him even more. He raised his fist and brought it down like a missile.Even though Elvis saw the fist coming, he couldn’t pull the knife out and move back in time because he was also in a forward motion.BAM~!A solid strike on Elvis’ head made him crash hard on the floor, so hard, the tiles came off.Gabe managed to land on his feet. The knife was still in his waist. He was about to pull it, but Systa advised him not to.[Go and finish him first!] Systa warned.Elvis was bleeding from his forehead, but he got back up and leaped at Gabe, roaring like a bull.“This bastard…” Gabe brought his elbow down as Elvis tried to spear his head into Gabe’s body. The strike to the skull this time was much more powerful than the last hit, and Elvis crashed to the floor in a louder thud. This time, he moved no more.“D-Did Elvis lose?” Zuri couldn’t believe i
Gabe returned home in the morning before Nicole left for the job. She was glad to see him doing okay. Since he had changed his clothes before coming, she didn’t see any blood on him. Nevertheless, she told him that she had filed a complaint to the police about the car being stolen by the Snake gang, and so he should just wait for the time being.Gabe thought this was a good thing because if there was a complaint filed directly on the Snake gang, then they shouldn’t be able to harass his aunt blatantly, especially not after Gabe almost brought one of their six zones managed by them to ruin.“I wasn’t expecting the police to register the complaint, Aunt. Just how did you convince them?” Gabe curiously asked her.“Actually…” Nicole awkwardly laughed. “I called the chairman of Tuna Waves and asked for his help.”“Oh, Russell called the police, huh…” Gabe was pleasantly surprised. “No wonder the police took some action, though I doubt they’ll actually pay a visit to the gang.”“Yeah. Russe