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The night air was filled with the soft hum of luxury as a sleek, shiny Mercedes Benz S-Class pulled into the opulent venue. The car's chrome accents glinted like diamonds under the soft glow of the venue's exterior lighting, and its black paint job seemed to absorb the light around it, giving it an air of mystery and sophistication.As the Mercedes came to a stop, a long convoy of black cars followed suit, pulling up behind it in a sleek, precision-lined row. The cars were all identical, their tinted windows reflecting the vibrant lights of the venue like a row of dark mirrors.The Mercedes's driver, a impeccably dressed chauffeur with a crisp white glove, stepped out and opened the rear door with a flourish, revealing the elegantly dressed figure of Mr Fernando. Fernando's black tuxedo was immaculately tailored, and his silver hair was slicked back, revealing piercing blue eyes that seemed to gleam in the light.With a graceful smile, Mr Fernando emerged from the car, his eyes scanni
Trillionaire they never noticed Trust
"Don't judge a book by its cover, Carden. You might be seeing Pitt as a fat foodie, and Wombat as an ordinary woman, but truth be told, they are indeed very powerful. And once they switch to their serious mode, you won't recognize them again, and the only expression that would be etched on your face would be fear." Mr Fernando remarked, causing Scott's heart to skip a beat.Scott understood fully what Mr Fernando was on about and saw some sense in it. Just because they are Gang gods doesn't mean they should act that way, or have golds and shiny silvers all over their bodies to stand out from others. Some just likes it simple, and when it's time to show they would do it to the fullest.It's the same as Mr Fernando himself. Anyone who sees him would think he is a humble and caring man, but the truth is, Mr Fernando is none of that. All the caring and humility he portrays is just an act, and when it gets to business one would hardly recognize him. Example was when he killed Scott's fath
Trillionaire they never noticed Last gang god's arrival
"A gang leader could have members that are all strong and powerful, but if he doesn't know how to think and plan strategies, he wouldn't last long and in no time he would be wiped out. My gang already has all the strength it needs, and all I want now is the brains to tackle critical situation." Mr Fernando explained.Scott sat there in silence as he struggled to digest all what he just heard. After a few minutes of silence, he finally muttered."So, you are asking me to join your gang?" Scott questioned, his gaze fixed intently on Mr Fernando.Mr Fernando chuckled a bit after hearing the words of Scott, and he finally responded, "Not yet, lad. But once I see your full potential you will definitely get a warm invite."Scott nodded his head before straightening his shirt and shifted his gaze away to continue examining the whole area.The people sat there in the hall, waiting for the others to arrive before the meeting can commence, and some of them were now starting to complain after wa
Trillionaire they never noticed Cop since sixteen
"Go down that hallway, the CCTV room is there, while I'll take this staircase to the rooftop." Jordan ordered, and Dawn nodded. "Remember to call me in case anything comes up, okay?" He added."Sure thing." She said before walking down the hallway, and Jordan ran up the staircase.He climbed several staircases, until he finally arrived on the roof. Arriving on the rooftop, Jordan's eyes widened slightly after catching sight of another figure there.The man was dressed in an off black tracksuit and leather pants, a black head warmer work on his head and a black googles on his face. He was busy unzipping his long bag where a Sniper rifle could be seen sitting inside."Who's this person?" Jordan pondered internally as he hid in the shadows and watched the man get his sniper ready. "There wasn't supposed to be someone else on this rooftop. Just who is he?" Jordan couldn't quite understand what was going on as he watched the man do his thing and load bullets in the gun."Is he just an ord
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"I must say, you are to clumsy to be a cop! Why don't you just focus on high school instead of forcing yourself to be what you are not?!" The man mocked as he lifted his blade and licked the drop of Jordan's blood that stained his dagger."I have been a cop ever since I turned 16, and from that time till this moment I have succeeded in catching several bad guys like you! So, you shouldn't be any different!" Jordan voiced at the top of his lungs as he began to dash forward as fast as his legs could carry him as he made his way towards the man.Jordan arrived within striking distance and threw out his fist towards the man's face. The punched moved at an incredible speed, but the man still found means to dodge by moving his body to the side, and Jordan ended up punching nothing but thin air.Jordan retrieved his outstretched arm and swung it out once more with unwavering determination etched on his face. In the last second, the man crouched down slightly, making the punch go over him, he
Trillionaire they never noticed Auctioning
Inside the main meeting hall..The whole hall was silent as every member just sat there,their eyes glued to the man that had just arrived in style. The man known as Mr Leeray sat down comfortably on his chair and a brown cigar in his mouth."Welcome, everyone, to the annual gang meeting." Mr Leeray spoke in his deep voice,and with every words he spoke smoke oozed out from his mouth and filled the place."I am sure we all know the reason behind the meeting happening earlier than usual." He spoke further."Yeah, of course we know!" god Pitt chimed in right where he sat. His words wasn't really clear due to his mouth stuffed with hamburger, but everyone could hear him. "Just who the hell is killing my members!" He added."I would like to know that to! Just yesterday, six of my members who were on patrol were brutally killed!" A gang lord who sat in front of Mr Fernando voiced out too."Whoever the person is should identify his or her self!" Another man backed up the words of the first."
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Before Leader Billy could finish his words, a cool male's voice was heard."Wait!" Scott spoke as he raised his right hand confidently, and all eyes turned to face him in astonishment. "How about $17,000,000?" Scott questioned with a cold look on his face.All heads turned to face Scott after hearing the words he just said, even Ramous Stormbreaker shifted his gaze towards him in disbelief. While glancing at Scott, they all had a puzzled expression on their faces after catching a glimpse of him and failing to recognize him. When Scott walked into the meeting hall earlier with Mr Fernando, no one paid any attention to him since all their attentions were fixed on Mr Fernando beside him, so they had no idea who he came with or who he was entirely.His face just doesn't ring a bell."I'm sorry, who are you again?" Billy questioned."I am Scott Carden." Scott introduced in an audible tone, causing the whole crowd to become more confused. They have never heard of a name like that, and fo
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"Scott, would you like to continue, or should we sell to Ramous?" Billy turned to face Scott who still stood there with his hands tucked in his pockets, and a confident look still evident on his face."Let me see you try offering something higher than what I just offered, Scott." Ramous Stormbreaker smirked right where he stood, and his gaze fixed on Scott.The whole crowd waited in anticipation of what Scott's final decision would be and if he would be capable of keeping it going.Scott took is hands out of his pocket and straightened his crimson T-SHIRT before responding."Thirty million dollars!" Scott spoke in a resounding tone that echoed throughout the hall. The whole jaws in the hall dropped to the floor, including that of Ramous after they all heard the words of Scott Carden."T-thirty million?" Billy blurted out in disbelief."Yes, sir. I am willing to pay thirty million for that heirloom, unless Ramous here has a higher offer for it." Scott responded with a smirk as he shift
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Hearing the words of Chief Jim, Perez’s eyes widened, and his expression was a mixture of surprise and disbelief.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?!” Perez blurted out in disbelief.“Sshhh… keep your voice down,” Chief Jim hushed, and Perez swiftly covered his mouth with both hands.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?” he repeated his question, but this time in a hushed tone.“You heard me right, Perez. I’m breaking you all out of there,” Chief Jim affirmed.“What? How? How are you even going to do that?” Perez questioned.“I have a plan already. Don’t worry about that,” Chief Jim responded. “I just came here to fill you in and tell you to get yourselves ready.”“Okay, but why do you want to do it? Why are you so eager to get us out of here? I have a feeling it’s not because you don’t like seeing us behind bars,” Perez questioned.Chief Jim sighed heavily, then leaned his hands on the table. “The last time I came here to visit you, I told you Jordan was the
Another visit [Bonus chapter]
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
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"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
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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
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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
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"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
