Stepping into the clearing, the others followed behind me as I walked towards the thugs.
The group of six people were then immediately startled by our sudden appearance.
"W-Who are you people?!" One of them, the biggest of them all, stepped forward and pointed his finger at me.
Arrogant bastard!
"Nice day, isn't it?" I sneered at them, but at the insides, I can feel my heart getting squeezed out due to nervousness.
I can't believe I'm doing this.
Calming my left hand that is now shaking, I stared at the group before me with a sneer.
"Are you f*cking with us?!" One of them pulled out a pocket knife and pointed it at us.
Holy sh*t!
Surprised, I can see the whole gang also had the same feeling as me.
But... so f*cking stupid to bring a knife into a gunfight.
"Is that how you treat your customers?" I asked, making a disappointed expression at them.
"Yeah!" the boys behind me agreed, although I could still hear the nervousness behind their voices, I was somewhat proud at ourselves.
"HUH?!" The one in the front, the biggest one, stared at us with shock.
"Stupid idiots!" Kevin called out, making the other thugs glare at him with anger.
F*cking Kevin! you're the idiot one.
Although I cursed him inside my mind for provoking them directly, I did not open my mouth and speak about it.
"We ain't interested in ya'll punks, go take a f*cking hike!" one of them said.
"But not before giving them a beating, we can't just let as*holes like them walk over us like that." the biggest of them crack his knuckles.
Gulping, I begin to sweat nervously as I observe them brandish their own weapons.
So far, there is only two people who have bladed weapons, while the other four were only armed with pipes and sticks.
The biggest one in particular, had a... what the hell? a f*cking nun chucks?!"
"Shit, these guys." Christian muttered besides me, clearly intimidated by the show in front of us.
The group of thugs then began to slowly walk towards us.
These bastards, they haven't noticed yet that I had a gun in my right hand.
At this, I hid my right hand behind my back so as to avoid spoiling the surprise.
Gosh... what an idiot am I.
As they step closer, we at the same time, stepped back as well.
I can now feel my whole body shaking as I observe the group of thugs getting closer and closer.
Shit, this isn't the same as murdering an unarmed and terrified girl, this time it's different.
"F*ck, why aren't you doing anything Albert?" Kevin asked panickly.
"S-Shut up, just wait." I replied.
I knew it!, I'm still not ready in using my guy on somebody.
"Oh~ What's this, don't tell me these punks are running away now after all those talk, f*cking cowards all of you." the biggest thug suddenly said.
Coward?... me? a f*cking coward?
Sneering, I stared at the biggest thug in front of me.
"A-Albert?" Christian squeaked out.
The group of thugs continued walking towards us, the biggest of them has his eyes on me, a slight surprise look on his face.
"What'd you say?" I asked them.
"I said you're all f*cking cowards, come and see how we entertain people like you." the biggest thug said, a smile on his face.
You know what?
Withdrawing my right hand from my back, I showed the gun in front and pointed it at them.
The group of thugs immediately stopped their advance and looked at me with shock and surprise.
"Hey fella, why don't you-"
*Bang*!
Pulling the trigger, I can slightly feel the recoil wash over my hands as smoke erupts from the barrel of the gun, it was then followed by a few screams and then a thud to the ground in front of me.
"Aaah!"
"Shit Albert!"
"You really did it!"
"You as*holes, let's get out of here!"
"Bastards!"
Lowering my gun, I immediately saw the body of the biggest thug lying on the floor, unmoving.
F*ck!
"RUN!" one of the thugs with the knife shouted.
Oh no you don't!
"Chase them!" I yelled to the boys behind me as I raised my gun again and pointed it at the group of panicking thugs.
*BANG*!
One of them falls down to the ground, screaming in pain as he clutch his bleeding legs.
"God, you shot me!"
The remaining four were so desperate to flee the scene that they began pushing each other to save themselves.
As they ran across the alleyway, we begin to chase after them.
"Christian, look after that guy and don't let him escape." I called out to Christian and pointed my finger towards the struggling and injured thug groaning in pain on the floor.
"G-Got it!" He reluctantly responded before making his way towards the guy.
Nodding my head, I immediately joined in the chase.
Staring at the back of the four thugs as we chased them, I raised my gun again and pointed it towards them.
*Bang*!
I immediately hear the sound of ricocheting as the bullet hit a nearby wall, causing a few debris and dust to fly everywhere.
Shit, I missed! one bullet left.
"F*ck, stay away from us freaks!"
"Stop, we'll kill you!"
"Shut up, you ain't getting us!"
"I swear to god, we're going to stomp you out to death!"
Yells and insults rang everywhere as we continued our chase towards the group of thugs.
*Pants* pants* pants*
I can already see Dave panting and getting exhausted, the others are no exception.
That was until a few minutes of running that we finally stumbled into a dead end.
The thugs desperately stick their back on the wall as they turn their heads towards us, I can now also see the pale and panicked faces of theirs.
I don't know why, but this brought a little smile on my face.
"Finally" Kevin said as he finally caught up with us, in his hands is the metal pipe that was dropped by one of the thugs earlier on the ground.
"You're friend's knife is really nice, I think I'll keep it." Nick threateningly said as he played with the knife he also got from the thug earlier that I only managed to injure.
The thugs faces paled as they raised their only remaining weapons at us.
A knife, a wooden plank, and a metal pipe.
Smirking, I raised my gun towards the group of thugs, making them scream and cry out in fear.
"Aah, please don't!"
"What did we even do?!"
"What do you want from us anyway?"
My ears immediately perked up at this question.
What do we want from them?
Turning my head towards the guy who said it, I began to walk towards him.
After getting closer, I finally got a better look on his face.
Based on his facial features, he may be no more than twenty years old, his hair is shaved and he also had a light stubble beard on his chin.
"Stay away from us freaks!" he yelled.
This punk!
"What's your name?" I asked.
"F*ck you!"
I quickly pointed the gun and aimed it directly on his head.
"My name's Orland! god dammit lower than thing, I beg of you!" he cried out.
Sheesh, what a pathetic guy.
"Alright Orland, I'll tell you what we want from you." I said to him.
His ears perked up at this as he focused his eyes towards mine with curiosity.
"H-Huh?" he stammered.
"You sell drugs right?" I asked.
"J-Just weed."
"Who's your supplier?"
He gulped at my question, but before he can open his mouth to speak, I hear a few yells behind me.
"Take this, f*cker!"
"ALBERT, WATCH OUT!"
Turning around, I can see the whole gang trying to catch one of the thugs who was charging towards me with a knife on his hand.
Shit!
Immediately, I brought the gun on his face before he could plunge the knife on me and pulled the trigger.
*Bang*!
Blood and brain mass splattered on my face as I watched the thug fall on the ground, dead.
"Ah sh*t!"
"F*cking gross man!"
I can hear Dave, Orland and one of the thugs puking and vomiting after seeing the corpse I just put down.
Wiping the blood stain on my face, I covered my mouth with my hands as I observed the body of the thug along with his... bloodied and messy face.
His head is visibly cracked open!
At that, I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but luckily I managed to hold it down and resist it.
It seems I'm slowly getting used to this.
Turning towards Orland who was still wiping his mouth, I began to speak.
"Continue"
He looked at me with a slight bit fear on his face before finally responding to my words.
"W-We grow the stuff at our house."
I then looked at him in surprise.
Hoho~ not going to let this opportunity slip pass by.
"Alright from now on, you answer to me and you'll be 'sharing' 10 percent of your profits to us, any disobedience will be met by a swift punishment."
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CHAPTER DONE!