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Trillionaire they never noticed Visiting an old friend
"Chief Jim, I wasn't expecting you." Suarez Perez muttered with a shocked expression as he sat down opposite him. "What brings you here today because you haven't visited any of us ever since we got arrested." He added, his gaze fixed intently on Chief Jim.Chief Jim let out a heavy sigh before responding, "I'm sorry for not visiting. I'm sure you think I was being selfish and I abandoned you all, but that's not true."He paused in his words and sat there in silence for a few moments before resuming."My son is dead."Hearing the words of Chief Jim, Perez's eyes widened in shock and disbelief."What? What happened to Robby?!" He blurted out in disbelief."He was killed... He was killed by the Hunter." Chief Jim informed, his voice laced with anger. "Oh my God I can't believe this. I'm truly sorry for your loss." Perez remarked."It's fine. That's not why I'm here. I came here because I need your help." Chief Jim stated."How could I possibly help you? I'm literally locked up in here l
Trillionaire they never noticed Mapmaniacs group
"Jimmy Winchester? As in the Chief of police?" The voice sounded over the phone after hearing the words of Chief Jim."Yes. I used to be the chief, not anymore. I'm just an ordinary man seeking your help, that's all." Chief Jim informed as he advanced forward slowly."You expect me to believe that? Have you forgotten that you once raided my home and arrested me? Now you want my help? Hell no!" The voice responded."I understand how you feel, but you have to trust me. I'm not calling you as an officer but an ordinary man." Chief Jim remarked."I'm not buying that. This could be one of the tricks you officers use to lure people out so you can arrest them. I'm sorry but I ain't falling for that.""I got your number from Perez for crying out loud. You think Perez would rat you out? I remember back then, Perez was the one who got you and your friends out of jail. He's your good friend... You think he'd do something to harm you?" Chief Jim voiced out.There was silence for a few moments aft
Trillionaire they never noticed The Captain
The bus drove through the street for several minutes until it finally came to a halt in a dimly lit alleyway. "I'm sorry but this is as far as I can go. The Darbasos is just a few steps away." The driver shifted his gaze towards Chief Jim and informed. "No problem." Chief Jim nodded before handing over the money to him. The driver retrieved it joyfully. However, when he counted it he realized it wasn't up to what they agreed. "But, sir, this wasn't what we agreed." The driver spoke up, his gaze fixed on Chief Jim who pushed the door open and stepped out of the bus. "Yeah, I know. I'll give you the rest after we return back to the station. I have to make sure you don't leave without me." Chief Jim responded. "Don't worry, I'll give you extra." He added before walking away. "What an asshole." The driver cursed under his breath as he watched Chief Jim walk away. Chief Jim walked down the dimly lit alleyway for a few moments until he finally arrived at the Barbados area. A fe
Trillionaire they never noticed Hiding behind a mask
Chief Jim sat there in the office, his arms folded, and his gaze fixed intently on the Captain who was busy typing away on his computer. The captain was typing at an incredible speed and also moving from one computer to another. The things that were displaying on the screen as he typed away wasn't like anything Chief Jim had seen before, and no matter how hard he tried to understand he just couldn't.A few hours passed and the captain was still at it. His fingers were still hitting the keyboard non-stop, and his gaze glued to multiple screens at once. Finally, he hit the last button and what looked like a green map appeared on the screen, and a small red arrow was pointed in a certain location."There we have it. It seems our boy is still within the vicinity. He's currently staying at a hotel close to the Sunshade college area. The Hotel is called-""Donovan's hotel." Chief Jim chimed in before the Captain could finish his words."That's right. He's currently in room 22 at Donovan's h
Trillionaire they never noticed A lady?!
"You are kidding me, right? You do realize what time it is. This is past midnight! It's too dangerous to roam around at this hour of the night! There are gangs everywhere... I can't deal with gang shits!" The driver interjected."You've already come this far, man. I mean, you are out here already. Just how bad can it get?" Chief Jim bellowed. "The hotel is close to the Sunshade area, and the Sunshade area isn't far from the station I found you. I just need some extra minutes of your time, that's all. And don't worry, I'll compensate you." Chief Jim articulated."Yeah, right, and you expect me to believe that crap? I helped you earlier and what did I get in return? Less than half of what you promised!" The driver voiced.Hearing the words of the driver, Chief Jim slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a few pieces of dollar notes."Here's your full payment just like we agreed."The driver retrieved the money and counted it with a huge smile on his face."You could double that by
Trillionaire they never noticed Donovan hotel
"I'm here to see a man named Jordan Anderson. I heard he stays in room 22." Chief Jim spoke up in an audible tone.The woman glanced at him for a few moments before shifting her gaze towards her register."Hold on, let me check." She stated as she opened the register and began to flip through the pages. She flipped for a few seconds before she finally spotted the name. "You are right. Jordan is indeed in room 22."Chief Jim's eyes widened slightly after hearing those words, and his blood boiled in anger."I guess the Captain was right, your guy is in this hotel." Amber said. "What are you going to do now?" She asked."Don't worry about that, Amber. Just take the money and go." Chief Jim replied as he stretched forth the bag of cash towards her.She retrieved it and glanced inside before shifting her gaze back to Chief Jim."You have to be careful, Chief. You said this Jordan guy is the gang hunter.. I don't think you should just approach him like that. Also, I can tell you are not eve
Trillionaire they never noticed Speak!
Chief Jim was stunned after hearing the words of Jordan, and he just stood there in silence with his gun still pointed forward."You know, I've been watching you. Ever since I killed your son I've been keeping a close eye on you. I've been studying your every move. When that bus driver told me you went to Darbasos I already knew what you were up to. You were trying to find me. So I prepared myself." Jordan bellowed."Well, now you've found me, and you also have a gun in your hand... Use it. Just know if you kill me it's also over for you, and in the end I still win." Jordan added.The gun in Chief Jim's hand trembled as his blood boiled in anger. His goal for coming to the hotel was to kill Jordan, and at first he didn't care about the punishment he would get. However, after he heard the words of Jordan he was starting to have second thoughts.Jordan already destroyed part of his family when he killed Robby. If he should kill him and also face a death penalty it means Jordan destroyed
Trillionaire they never noticed Sandro and the Chinese
The second Riggs arrived within striking distance Sandro stretched forth his hands quickly and grabbed him by the shirt. Rigs attempted to break free but Sandro was quick. He swiftly rose to his feet and swung out his fist towards his face.Sandro's fist connected neatly with his face and knocked him out instantly. Even though Riggs was now unconscious Sandro still didn't let go of him."You fucking bastard!" One of the comrades cursed in Chinese, and without any delay he opened fire. He fired rapidly at Sandro.Sandro, on the other hand, used Riggs as a human shield. As the comrade shot at him the bullets were hitting Riggs instead, and blood flowed out like rain.Sandro knew the body wouldn't hold on for long and soon the bullets would begin to penetrate and hit him, so he secured Riggs' pistol from his belt. After retrieving the gun he tossed the body on the floor and stretched forth his right hand.BANG!Sandro pulled the trigger and shot the man on the head. Blood splattered arou
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Scott sat in the jet, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. His breathing, which had been erratic just moments earlier, was finally beginning to stabilize. He leaned back in the seat, trying to regain composure.A moment later, the door to the cockpit slid open with a soft hiss, and Sullivan stepped out. His expression was etched with confusion and lingering shock from the attack."What the hell was that all about, boss? Who were those guys?" he asked, his voice low and cautious, still processing the chaos they had just escaped.Scott didn’t respond immediately. He let out a deep sigh, his eyes briefly closing as he ran a hand down his face."It’s a long story, and now’s not the time to tell it," he said calmly, keeping his tone composed. "Just focus on flying the jet."Sullivan nodded slowly but wasn’t entirely satisfied. “Alright, but… how do we know nothing critical got damaged? I mean, they shot at us like maniacs. What if they hit something vital?”Scott t
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Scott dropped into a seat beside the window and leaned his head against the cool glass. His eyes wandered outside, taking in the eerie stillness of the tarmac... until something abruptly caught his attention.Two black vehicles were speeding toward the private jet, closing in with alarming urgency. His eyes widened slightly as the cars tore across the asphalt and came to a sudden, screeching halt. Without hesitation, all four doors on each vehicle flung open simultaneously, and eight men emerged—each of them heavily armed.Without warning, they cocked their rifles and pointed them directly at the jet.Then all hell broke loose.BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!A deafening barrage of gunfire erupted, echoing across the open space. Scott instinctively ducked, throwing himself low and pressing against the floor. The sound of bullets tearing into the fuselage rang out like thunder.He sprang to his feet and bolted toward the cockpit, heart pounding. He shoved the cockpit door open and found Sulliv
You are going to need me
"Attacking the Head? Now that's a serious crime," Scott bellowed, his voice echoing through the vast hall. "And if I remember correctly, you said anyone who breaks the rules should be killed."Zhang Yang, who lay sprawled on the cold marble floor, swallowed hard at Scott’s words. His hands trembled slightly, and a visible sheen of sweat covered his forehead."Please... have mercy," he stammered, barely able to lift his head. "I don't know what came over me. I... I didn't mean to attack you." His voice was drenched in fear, and his heart thudded violently against his ribs.Scott’s expression hardened. He stood towering above Zhang Yang, his jaw clenched tight. "And here I was thinking I could trust you," he said coldly. "But in the end, you're no different from Wang Jian." His tone was filled with bitter disappointment. "And why are you begging for your life now? Weren’t you the same man who insisted I kill that other man earlier? You said all crimes should be punishable by death."As
A successor
Scott sat there in silence after hearing the words of Sandro, his fingers rubbing his chin."I agree they will all be mad because of my decision, but I doubt they'll make any move against me. You worry too much, Sandro. Just relax and enjoy the night," Scott finally spoke up, his right hand squeezing Sandro's shoulder. He picked up a glass of whiskey and took a sip before ordering one of the guards to take the box to his car outside. He couldn't stand seeing the box anymore, knowing it was the head of his friend sitting inside."So when will we be leaving, boss?" Sandro inquired after a short moment of silence."Once the party is over, I'll be on my way," Scott responded. "I've already ordered Sullivan to fly the jet to China. He will arrive in a couple of hours," he added."I see. And have you thought of the person who will rule the empire while you are away?" Sandro inquired."Yes, I have. I already have someone in mind," Scott replied instantly as he sipped his whiskey."It has to
Death penalty for all crimes
Scott rose to his feet and made his way toward the man who was on his knees. His expression was cold, and his gaze fixed intently on him. The towering guards were holding the man's hands behind his back, making it impossible for him to move.Scott halted his steps in front of him and glared at him for a few moments before asking, "Who gave you that box?"The man swallowed hard before responding, "I don't know. I swear," he said in Chinese, his tone drenched in fear. "I didn't see his face clearly. He wore a hoodie. He simply gave me the box and said it was a special gift for you," he added."So a hooded man came here and gave you a box, telling you to take it to the boss—and you did, without asking questions or finding out who he was?!" Zhang Yang voiced out in anger. "You're lying. There's more to the story.""He's right. Why would you receive something from a man who's hiding his face under a hoodie? You had no idea who he was. What if it was a bomb inside the box?" Scott bellowed.
The Vendetta is on
Noise erupted in the dining hall the moment everyone caught sight of Memphis's severed head inside the box. Screams filled the air as most of the ladies bolted from the room, rushing outside in a frantic attempt to avoid soiling the polished floor with their vomit.Scott stood frozen, his body unmoving, his eyes locked on the gruesome sight before him. His gaze widened in shock, the blood in his veins turning cold even as a seething heat began to rise within him."What the hell is this?" Sandro blurted out, his voice trembling and his face twisted with terror."Do you know this man?" Zhang Yang asked, eyeing Scott closely."Yes..." Scott replied in a low, shaken tone, his voice barely audible. "He was my comrade."His eyes never left the box."Who could have done something like this?" Sandro asked, a mixture of fear and disbelief in his voice."I'll find the man who delivered the box," Zhang Yang declared firmly. "Whoever he is, he might know who killed your friend."With that, he rai
The new head
Back in China…Scott and Sandro had already arrived at the Empire’s grand building. From a distance, the structure resembled a majestic castle—its towering spires rising like spears into the pale sky, and the exterior adorned with a fusion of traditional Chinese architectural elements and sleek, modern designs.The compound was alive with bustling activity; dozens of people moved about, carrying ornate boxes and ceremonial items in preparation for the upcoming celebration. Armed guards patrolled the area with an air of discipline, their presence casting a silent warning to anyone thinking of stepping out of line.Zhang Yang led both Scott and Sandro inside and escorted them to separate chambers to prepare for the feast. The room Scott was taken to was nearly as large as the living room of his luxurious mansion in Hong Kong. Its floor was covered with a golden-red woven rug, and intricately carved lanterns hung from the ceiling, bathing the space in a warm, amber glow. Standing in the
A visitor
Scott stood in the courtyard, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat, his gaze fixed on the line of black trucks that had just pulled up in front of his mansion. The air was thick with tension and silence. Standing beside him was Sandro, his face covered in fresh bandages from recent injuries. Despite the bruises, Sandro’s expression remained calm and composed, his posture unwavering.The doors of the trucks creaked open simultaneously, and several armed, masked men stepped out in unison. They moved with military precision, forming a rigid line in front of the mansion. Moments later, the final truck door swung open, and a man emerged. He wore a sleek black suit, and his black hair was neatly combed back, giving him an air of authority. With a dignified stride, he walked forward and halted just a few paces from Scott. Without a word, he dropped to his knees, bowing his head in reverence. The rest of the armed men mirrored his actions, falling to their knees and lowering their he
Informant
"I'm just trying to understand how the gang works. I feel like if my father retires... or dies... I’ll be the one taking over. I should know how everything operates so things won’t be difficult for me when I eventually become the new Lord," Caroline declared.Felix’s brow arched in suspicion. "Are you praying for your father's death or something?""What? Of course not," Caroline scoffed, waving her hand as if to dismiss the ridiculous notion. "I love my father dearly. I’m just saying that instead of only modeling for top fashion brands and endorsing luxury companies, I should also be exposed to the realities of the underworld. I already know a few things about the gangs, but what I know is nowhere near enough. This is just me preparing for the future, that’s all," she explained, her tone calm and deliberate, trying to sound as convincing as possible.Felix stood in silence after hearing her reasoning. His gaze was locked on Caroline, scrutinizing her expression for any hint of deceit
