Chapter eighty nine

After a while, Mustapha started to lower his hands. He smiled and picked up the suitcase he had dropped.

"You do not have the balls to pull that trigger," he told Xavier. "Or do I?" Xavier said and pulled the trigger as he aimed it at Mustapha's left leg.

Mustapha let out a loud cry of agony and fell on his ass as he gripped his foot and cried out, "fuck! Fuck you! Son of bitch! What did you just do to me?!" Mustapha yelled.

"I shot you. That is what I did. And you had a better mind that dirty language of yours when you are around me because it might be your last." Xavier threatened.

"How... What sort of a gun is that?!" Mustapha asked Xavier.

"Oh? This little thing?" Xavier said. "Just something that my gang had been working on. Can you believe it? We finally succeeded." Xavier answered.

"With this new creation and others as well, we can easily take over the entire Mafia," Xavier added.

"Mr. Cranston will hear about this. You and your family will go down the drain once we turn
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