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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
Trillionaire they never noticed The escape
BANG!The sound of gunshot echoed throughout the place, catching the attention of the rest of the comrades. They all shifted their gazes towards the direction of the noise, and without wasting time they began to dash towards it.Sandro swallowed hard after shooting the man, and he swiftly dashed outside the room. However, before he could take another step forward he caught sight of the Chinese gangsters in front of him.Sandro pointed his pistol towards them with his finger on the trigger."You are seriously going to fight bullets with a dagger? If that's the case then be my guest!" Sandro voiced out as he gripped the gun tightly with both hands."Go ahead then. We are going to attack you collectively because there's no way you can shoot us all at once!" One of them responded in English."We'll see about that." Sandro smirked as he pulled the trigger of the gun.CLICK! CLICK!His smirk vanished instantly after hearing the clicking sound when the trigger was pulled."Haha, it seems you
Trillionaire they never noticed A group of four with a good plan
It's been three days since Scott had a fight with Sam and his boys, and three days have been peaceful for him. He would wake up and leave his cell to work, and after work he would have his meal before returning back to his cell.Sam and his minions have been avoiding him since then. After the fight he became scared of Scott and has been keeping his distance to avoid trouble.Caleb, on the other hand, was still trying to get Scott to forgive him after his betrayal, but Scott paid no attention to him. He just pretends like he doesn't exist while he carries on with his daily activities.Scott was also starting to get worried because he was yet to hear anything from Sandro. It's been almost a week since he gave out the order to find his Chinese ally and come rescue him, but so far there was no sign of him.Scott was starting to wonder if the Chinese refused to help him escape and there was no way Sandro could report back because Scott doesn't have access to the phone anymore. If that was
Trillionaire they never noticed No
"At the end of every three months the top officers and sergeants in this prison are called to the headquarters for a meeting, and only the guards would be left here. The guards job is to make sure all prisoners cooperate and don't try anything funny. However, these guards aren't as skilled as the officers. They lack the skills and experience that will make it easy for us to attack them." Gabriel explained in a hushed tone."Attack them? They might not be well experienced like the rest of the officers but they will all be armed with guns. There's no way we'll defeat them with our bare fists." Scott spoke up."Relax and hear the whole plan, Scott." Adonis stated."The officers will only be gone for two days, and they will be leaving tomorrow, that's when we'll carry out the plan." Gabriel continued. "When all prisoners are gathered here in the cafeteria for breakfast we are going to start up a fight with some of them, and we won't stop until a full blown war starts here in this cafeteri
Trillionaire they never noticed Extra man
"Can I please use your phone?" Scott requested politely."My phone?" Angela muttered with a slight look of confusion etched on her face."I know prisoners aren't allowed to make phone calls, but this is really imply please." Scott remarked."Does it have anything to do with your escape?" She asked.Scott stood there in silence after hearing those words, and he ran his fingers through his sporting black hair.He let out a sigh before responding, "Yes. I need to call my trusted man to know what's up.""Alright." Angela nodded as she turned around and walked towards her drawer. She pulled open and brought out her cell phone before walking back to Scott. "Here you go." She said, stretching forth the phone towards him. "Really?'' Scott asked. He was prepared to convince Angela for several minutes to give him the phone, but for some reason she agreed without any stress."Yes, Scott. Take it and make your call. But make sure to be quick about it.. I don't want an officer walking in on you."
Trillionaire they never noticed Caleb
"Good job today, guys! All prisoners should go take a shower and return back to their cell in thirty minutes!" An officer's voice echoed throughout the place as the prisoners began to exit the open field and headed to the shower. Scott took off his orange jumpsuit and stood under the shower, allowing the water to flow from his head to his feet.A few moments later he turned it off and wore his clothes before stepping out of the bathroom. Stepping outside, he saw Caleb waiting in line."Are you done?" Caleb asked."Yeah." Scott replied as he slid his hands into his pocket before walking away. Caleb then walked into the bathroom and took off the uniform. He turned on the shower before standing under it.As Caleb washed his body the entrance door flung open and Sam and his minions barged inside. They turned off the shower, causing Caleb to open his eyes slowly to see just who was disturbing his peaceful bath.Caleb still had soap all over his face when the shower was turned off, and whe
Trillionaire they never noticed Showed compassion
Scott walked down the hallway with his hands casually tucked in his pockets as he made his way towards the bathroom. When he arrived there he halted his steps and glanced around.The bathroom area was deserted.There was no trace of people."There's still at least five minutes before lights out. Usually there should still be people around until the last second when they will finally get dragged back to their cell rooms. But for some reason there's no one around." Scott mused as he examined the area. "That could only mean someone with authority, or someone who is feared and ordered them to leave." Scott intoned before taking a step closer to the entrance of the bathroom.He stretched forth his hand and pushed the door open before stepping inside. The second he stepped inside his eyes widened in terror.You first thing he saw when he entered was Caleb lying unconscious on this floor. The floor and wall was also stained within blood.Scott rushed forward and crouched down beside him to e
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Scott and Ali made their way out of the quiet area, and a few moments later, they found themselves back in the bustling streets of Busan. They both glanced around until they spotted a taxi waiting for passengers, and without any delay, they swiftly headed toward it."Where are you headed?" the man inquired in Korean."To the Gimhae International Airport," Scott informed audibly in the man’s language.The man glared at them from head to toe, his expression a mixture of confusion and disgust. The two men in front of him were currently clad in drenched clothes, and water was literally dripping from them. They weren’t even carrying any traveling bags."Is this some sort of prank or something?" he asked with a frown."No, sir. Don’t pay attention to our appearance—just take us to where I told you," Scott bellowed, pulling out a few notes and handing them over to the man.The man retrieved the cash and examined it with a huge grin on his face. The money Scott had just given him was a lot mo
Familiar face
"The charges for using our machine is all of the money you just withdrew. And when I say all, I mean every single penny," the skinny man ordered, a mischievous grin evident on his face.Scott stood there in silence, his gaze fixated on the man, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. He waited for the man to chuckle and say it was a joke—but that never happened.This man in front of him wasn't joking.He was dead serious.He meant every word he said.Every single one of them.Scott cleared his throat and responded, "That's not gonna happen."The man's eyes widened slightly in shock after hearing those words. "What did you just say?" he blurted out."I said that's not gonna happen. I'm gonna give you a few cash, and that's it," Scott bellowed, pulling out three bundles from his pocket. The cash was in South Korea's currency, but if it were dollars, it would be at least $150,000.The skinny man glanced at the money as Scott stretched it forward. Then he turned to glance at his com
All of it
Scott and the Arabic man walked down the deserted alleyway, making their way towards the area where they could hear the voices of people and the sounds of vehicles. Their clothes were completely drenched, but right now, that was the least of their worries. They had no idea where they had landed, and they were trying to figure it out.Scott pulled out his phone from his pocket and glanced at it. The phone was also drenched, but luckily, it was waterproof and hadn’t been damaged by the water. He switched it on while walking forward, his other hand casually tucked in his pocket."You don’t have any idea where we are, right?" the Arabic man inquired, breaking the silence."You keep asking me this exact question every two seconds," Scott muttered. "We both landed in the same ocean at the same time... how do you expect me to know the city or country we crashed in?" he added."I’m just a bit nervous," the man stuttered, his arms folded as he advanced forward.Scott shifted his gaze toward hi
Where are we?
The jet hit the ocean with a violent crash, a massive splash erupting into the air as it made contact with the water’s surface. It was as if the sky itself had hurled a stone into a glassy pool. Water exploded in every direction.For a few tense seconds, the damaged aircraft floated unsteadily on the churning waves, bobbing like a wounded beast, groaning under its own weight. Then, slowly, the nose began to dip, and the jet started its final descent beneath the surface.Inside the cockpit, the dim emergency lights flickered against the rising gloom. Scott remained motionless in the pilot’s seat, his hands still clamped around the yoke as though frozen in time.Every muscle in his body trembled with fatigue and shock, and his breath came out in short, sharp bursts. Beads of cold sweat slid down his temples and jawline.Beside him, the Arabic man remained in the co-pilot seat, his eyes shut tightly as if bracing for the final impact that never came. His chest rose and fell rapidly, but
The ocean
Sullivan stood frozen in place after hearing Scott’s words—like a statue carved from fear and sweat. The black parachute bag was clenched tightly in both hands.“No… You can’t do that. That’s suicide.” Sullivan finally muttered, his voice trembling. “Let me do it instead. You get out of here.”Scott turned to him slowly, the roar of the wind outside now creeping through the fuselage like the cold fingers of death. He rested both hands on Sullivan’s shoulders, firm but gentle.“You asked about the rest of the men earlier,” Scott said, his voice lower now, almost lost in the chaos around them. “You want to know why they aren’t here with me?”Sullivan stared into his boss’s eyes, his lips parting slightly, as if dreading the answer.“They’re all dead,” Scott continued. “Every single one. I can't afford to lose another comrade.”He gave Sullivan a solid pat on the shoulder, gripping him tighter. “So stop arguing and do as I say.”Sullivan swallowed hard, emotions swelling in his chest. He
Controls malfunctioning
"You and I need to have a little chat before I kill you," Scott growled coldly, his gun firmly aimed at the man’s forehead.The muscular man knelt on the floor, his palm still clutching his bleeding arm, blood seeping through his fingers and dripping onto the polished metal beneath him. His face was flushed—red not just from rage, but from the searing pain radiating through his shoulder.He wanted nothing more than to leap forward and tear Scott apart, but the barrel of the gun inches from his face made that fantasy suicidal. One wrong move and Scott would blow his brains out without hesitation. No, the only card left to play now was cooperation."You're going to answer my questions," Scott said, voice as icy as a winter gale. "Every time you disobey or refuse, I'll put a bullet in a different part of your body until you bleed out and die."The man simply shrugged, grimacing in pain, but said nothing."Who are you people? And why the hell are you after me?" Scott demanded."I'm sure y
Bringing a gun to a fistfight?
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
Really close
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
