The tension in the bar was high, and the people that only came to get a quick drink and have a discussion with their friends were now hiding behind their tables. Frightful expression evident on their faces and their hearts pounding in their chest as they hid under the tables. Kaveh stepped forward majestically, his gigantic machete gripped firmly in his right hand, and he wore a cold and menacing expression. His gaze fixed on Scott as he advanced forward. Scott, on the other hand, just stood there calmly with his two fists clenched, ready for anything. The dark-skinned man he knocked out earlier by slamming his head on the counter filled with broken glass, woke up a while ago and has been witnessing the whole thing. At first, he was happy when Baron Arman came in with a dozen of armed men. However, when Scott defeated half of the men, his excitement was replaced with anger and disappointment. But now that he could see Kaveh walking towards Scott majestically, he could tel
When he arrived within striking distance, he slashed his machete forward. The machete sliced through the air at a tremendous speed, and when it was only a few inches away from him Scott swerved to the side and dodged the machete by a hair length. After successfully dodging the strike, the machete kept travelling forward due to the insane pressure Kaveh applied while swinging it out, and when it collided with the counter behind Scott, it sliced it in half. Kaveh retrieved the machete swiftly and swung it out once more with with full force. Reacting swiftly, Scott sidestepped, dodging had strike by a few inches and it ended up destroying the counter completely. Scott countered with a punch, but before the punch could make impact, Kaveh raised his right arm and blocked the punch in the last second. Scott then swung out his second fist after realising Kaveh blocked the fist with ease. But just like the first one, Kaveh deflected the fist off with his arm and countered with a kick.
"This is the end, young man." Kaveh spat as he pulled out a short dagger from his boot and gripped the dagger firmly in his right hand and began to bring it down on Scott's chest. Scott stretched his hand to his left hand side, seeking for anything he could use in his defence. Scott kept searching until his hand felt a broken table beside him.Without warning, he picked up the broken table and slammed it heavily on Kaveh's head before he could stab him with the dagger.The table collided with his head and sent him tumbling backwards. Scott ceased the opportunity and rose to his feet, and before Kaveh could recover, Scott sent out a kick that sent him sliding several meters backwards.Kaveh hit the wall nearby and laid down there motionless, while Scott stood on the same spot, panting heavily with sweat trickling down his face.He stood there for several minutes, his gaze fixed on Kaveh, waiting for him to rise up and attack.'Did I knock him out?' Scott pondered internally with a sli
Hearing the words of Kaveh, Scott shifted his gaze to his side and could see a comrade pointing his pistol towards him. "They didn't pull the triggers earlier because I asked them not to so we can abide by the rules and fight like honourable men! But now you have broken the rules by pointing a gun at my face!" Kaveh spat, his voice filled hatred and anger as he glared at Scott. Scott's heartbeat quickened after hearing the words of Kaveh, and his side eye caught a glimpse of one of the comrades cocking his gun. Scott swiftly moved his gun towards the man, and when he attempted to pull the trigger, Kaveh dashed forward and tackled him. Bang* A loud banging sound was heard the moment Kaveh pushed Scott, and instead of shooting the armed comrade, Scott shot the Baron that stood beside him instead. Kaveh's eyes widened in terror as he glanced at Baron Arman who still stood tall with blood gushing out of his chest. After standing for a few moments, he fell on the floor. The m
"Ahhh...haaa...haa...haa...haa...ahhh.."Panting sounds could be heard in the dimly lit street as a man staggered forward. His right hand pressing his left shoulder as blood kept gushing out from it and staining the floor.His face was filled with sweat, his hoodie was drenched in both sweat and blood as he carried on walking. His eyes were barely opened, struggling to maintain consciousness until he reaches his destination.He kept walking forward sluggishly for several more minutes until he finally arrived in the hospital. The moment he stepped into the compound, he collapsed and passed out instantly.The nurses, who were roaming around here and there, caught sight of the man laying down motionless on the floor. They swiftly made their way towards him, and when they noticed the injury in his shoulder, they placed him on a stretcher and took him inside quickly.He was rushed to an emergency room and the doctor began to attend to his injury. They realized he was shot, and without wast
Scott remained mute after hearing the words of Doctor Gavi. He stood there for a few moments before taking a step closer to him."What are you implying, Doc?" He asked, his expression indifferent."I'm not implying anything I'm just asking you a question." Doctor Gavi replied."You are just asking a question? Are you a fucking cop or what?!" Scott snapped, causing Doctor Gavi to flinch and take a step backward.Scott realized he went to far and he let out a heavy sigh before muttering, "I'm sorry." He apologized. "I only went to that bar to get a drink and clear my head. I fell victim when the fight broke out and I ended up being hit by a stray bullet." He added."I see." Doctor Gavi nodded. "All right, then. I'm glad you arrived here on time for treatment. If you had arrived a bit late you would have died." Doctor Gavi informed."With what's going on in my life right now I don't think death is a bad thing. It might have been better if I died last might." Scott muttered."If you truly
Somewhere else...A convoy of black cyber trucks could be seen pulling over in front of a gigantic gate with an emblem in front of it. The door of the car at the front opened, and a dark-skinned muscular man with braided hair stepped out and opened the back door."We have arrived at the Widower's territory, boss." Bolasco informed as Mr. Fernando stepped out of the car majestically and shifted his gaze towards the gate."So, this is the Widower's territory, eh? After several hours of searching we finally found it." Mr. Fernando bellowed, his gaze fixed intently on the gigantic gate a few meters away from where he stood.He brought out a big brown cigar from his pocket and light it up before taking a puff, "Boys, go inform them of our arrival." Mr. Fernando shifted his gaze towards Bolasco and ordered.Bolasco gave a nod, and when he attempted to walk forward he caught sight of the gate opening slowly which made him halt his steps.The gate kept opening slowly, and when it opened wide
"Thanks for having me, Wombat." Mr. Fernando muttered as he proceeds to sitting down on an empty couch opposite Wombat.Wombat stared at him for a few moments, her expression decipherable, "Nadine, bring whiskey for our guest please." She ordered calmly.Nadine, who stood beside Wombat, nodded as she walked to the mini bar by the corner of the living room. She picked up a full bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass before walking towards Mr. Fernando."Thank you." He appreciated as he retrieved the glass of whiskey and took a sip. "Nice place you got here. Took us a quite a while to locate it though." Mr. Fernando informed."Well, now that you've found me do you mind telling me what it is you want?" Wombat questioned.Mr. Fernando cleared his throat his he began, "You see, Wombat, we are both aware of the fight that happened between god Pitt and Mr. Leeray during the annual gang meeting, and to punish Pitt, Mr. Leeray abducted his children.""Pitt isn't really happy about what M