Along the bustling streets of Hercules district, I could hear the countless voices and heartbeats of the shouting peddlers, along with hundreds of vehicles and the thousand of sounds they can produce.
I wanted to get the hell out of here as fast as I can because my enhanced hearing is making me suffer. Every sound from the surrounding area are amplified by my ears, and now my irritation too.
I couldn't help it though, because of a certain drunk man who is sitting on the back of the bike I'm currently driving. Darren had been cursing me and my whole family ever since we left the school parking lot.
Because of his constant release of anger, my instincts are also constantly reacting and activating my enhanced perceptions.
I did not know what triggered his drunk ranting, but he's been saying some very confusing things since earlier such as saying he hates me then complimenting me right after.
"Ocho, I fucken' hate you. Why do you have to look so cool?! You dumb nerd."
Saying he'll kill me but he'd support me.
"I'm going to put a rod up your ass and make it catch some lightning. But that would mean you won't be getting married anymore and your wife would be sad. So I'll just wait for your honeymoon first, then I'll stick a rod up your ass."
He even cries loudly while cursing everyone he sees on the street. The worst one was when we stopped on a traffic light and he started cursing a patrol cop.
"Waaaah! Arrest this man officer Richard! He committed adultery, sexual assault, and robbery! He fucken' took the love of my life!"
We had to stop and talk with the cops, but I explained everything to them and they eventually let us go after a thorough warning.
Fortunately, this country is lenient when it comes to alcohol consumption.
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When we got inside the shared house, I called Cheryl and asked her to assist me and carry the now sleeping Darren. Then we laid him on his bedroom.
"What the hell happened to this guy now?"
"A senior and a bottle of whiskey."
"Ohhhh. Fair enough."
Cheryl said with realization in her eyes.
"Well, at least he's still breathing. Good thing he got you though. Good job, Ocho. Hehe."
"Right. So would you mind looking after him? I still have someplace to go."
"Yeah, sure, sure. So I guess I'll see you at work then?"
"Yes, thank you."
After dealing with Darren. I quickly left the house and took a bus towards central city.
According to the files that Ichika gave me, Kim Bok Do is the auditor of a big company that is rapidly growing. The company's name is legally known as Manchusa. But their underground activities gave them the title Merchants of Venice.
That is because aside from being a company that manufactures and sells heavy machineries, they also produce explosives that they sell internally on ICARUS to the Lin Ren Kuei triad, AlPen gang, MNTP syndicate, and the Misuzuki clan.
They've also started producing guns last year, but the interpol easily determined their connection with the production, so after they dealt with the issues and paying a large sum, they went back to operating again and this time with more caution and smaller supply.
According to Ichika, there will be a deal between the AlPen gang and a representative of the Manchusa that will be held on the western borders of Central City. Today will be the only chance I have since deals like this had been very few and undetectable. So if I'm gonna complete this mission I need to make sure it succeeds since this is the only chance I got.
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I'm now currently walking towards a flaming car that is on the verge of exploding. Around the car are the dead bodies of the Misuzuki men and the bodyguards of Kim Bok Do.
We were on an isolated road found outside of central city.
I slowly approached the flaming car and pulled out a bleeding man out of the driver's seat. I then threw him on the sandy road and stepped on his chest.
"Kim Bok Do. You have 3 happy daughters, 2 proud parents, and 1 contented wife. You must have been a very good man. At least I believe you to be one."
After I said that, Kim Bok Do's car finally exploded and the debris scattered everywhere. I swatted an incoming side mirror and looked back at Bok Do's face. He was crying really hard that the blood dripping on his punctured forehead would be embarrassed from the amount of his tears.
"Please I'm begging you! Just kill me, but please don't touch my family! Please!"
He was a noble man. He was far from being dangerous, it was the world he lives in that is dangerous. He made many allies, but also powerful enemies.
I checked all his pockets and took out a gun with transparent casing inside his jacket. It was very well made, but by the looks of it, I don't expect it to be very effective.
"Don't you dare appear in my dreams."
I told him as I pointed the gun in his forehead. He closed his eyes and gulped then I pulled the trigger of the gun.
I expected it to be lethal, but he was still breathing even after the bullet was lodged inside his brain. I could only imagine how he felt before losing his pulse shortly after.
I checked the gun and found that there're still 3 more bullets to spare. I then hid it in my jacket and started walking out of the scene.
But as I was about to walk back, I felt a sharp sensation on the back of my head. I quickly looked back and saw a flying giant needle headed for my head, so I dodged it by a hairs thread and located the source.
From atop the flipped over car, I saw a muscular woman holding dozens of large needles on both of her palms. She was wearing a black shirt, black combat pants, and a protective vest. She also had brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair. She's probably 2 years older than me.
She talked to me in a melancholic manner.
"You still haven't changed, agent VIII. Still merciless as ever."
"Someone finally showed up eh? And of all the agents they could send after me, they send the most useless one. So, are you supposed to kill me now? Agent XXVII?"
"Me? No. I'm not dumb enough to do that alone. So I brought the whole 3rd generations with me."
After she said that, she whistled loudly. Then I heard the sounds of 3 vehicles coming our way.
When the vehicles appeared, they stopped nearby behind agent XXVII's back and 9 more agents appeared and locked they're eyes on me. They were all holding different kinds of weapons and none of it are guns.
"You guys still haven't learned enough. We do not focus on quantity, but quality. Why don't I demonstrate to you all just what the hell I am talking about."