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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
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
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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
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
