Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bullets flew into the air from alternate ends, tearing through the silence of the night.
Yokohama city became the center of attention because of the hellish bullet rain.
Japan's most peaceful place turned upside down in just a second.
No one from either side could care less about the police coming to arrest them. Their goal was to kill everyone in their rival's group.
The intense gunfire kept going without end. In a spur of the moment, another group came with now two groups ganging up on one.
When the third group came, a dark silhouette stayed inside a bulletproof black sedan and watched unobtrusively.
Shortly thereafter, the solo group was eliminated.
The winning team started to search for something within the dead bodies.
After searching for quite some time, one of the individuals strode in the direction of the bulletproof car.
He bent forward and nervously reported, "Boss, it's not here. We have looked everywhere."
The window of the car slid down. The mysterious figure pointed a gun in between the eyes of the man and fired away.
The man's lifeless body dropped to the ground. The entire area became quiet following. Everyone glared at the car, awaiting another bullet.
However, despite their anticipation, the man ordered his driver, "Drive."
The driver replied with his hoarse voice, "Yes, boss. Where to?"
"Headquarters," a chilling voice came from behind.
The driver started the engine. The man in the passenger seat looked outside a window and uttered two words. "Find it."
In spite of his low voice, everyone heard his command.
"Yes, boss!"
After that, the black sedan drove away and vanished behind the heavy fog.
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Yokohama, Japan
"Alex, dude, where are you?"
He looked around in the bar. His golden-brown eyes scanned the entire area.
The place was crowded. People were either sitting on a chair or were on the couch with their partners.
Some were talking, some were flirting and some were laughing.
Regardless, everyone was occupied. No one paid attention to him.
'Where did he go? He promised to meet me here,' the owner of the golden-brown eyes thought to himself. He became upset when he couldn't find his companion.
"Hey, handsome, are you lonely? You look like you could use some company."
The guy turned left and found a local girl in her twenties with revealing clothes. She was holding a glass of martini.
It wasn't wrong for her to address him as handsome.
With a height of 5'5", he was a slender guy. His red spikey hair was very attractive.
He was wearing a black shirt and a pair of pants. A red tie was loosely hanging around his neck. The first three buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned. His pale skin beneath the shirt was peeking out. His toned chest was exposed.
He looked like a cheeky brat but he was strong. His muscles proved how he worked hard to gain them.
Despite his innocent face, he emitted a manly aura that was hard to resist.
"No, ma'am, but thanks for the offer," the handsome fellow politely declined her offer.
The girl was upset because she was flat-out rejected. The man didn't even look at her while she kept her eyes glued to him.
'Did he think he could just go away with this insult? I'll show him what I'm made of,' the girl thought.
She moved closer and rubbed her breasts against his arm. Then, she whispered seductively, "Are you sure you don't need a companion?"
This time, the guy looked at her properly. She was indeed a beauty. Moreover, her voluptuous bosoms were distracting him.
In his mind he thought, 'Aww man, why is she so desperate? If I had some free time, I would have gone for the treat. But I need to find Alex. Where the hell is he?'
He scanned the room again and finally spotted a familiar face.
'Ahh! Found him!'
He quickly retracted his arm from the girl's soft bosom.
"Sorry, ma'am, I'm in a hurry. Maybe next time."
He winked at the girl and then left in the direction where he spotted that familiar profile.
The girl kept staring at him until he disappeared into the crowd.
'What bad luck I must have tonight that I couldn't capture a foreigner's heart? I will definitely get my next target,' she thought.
The man pushed through the crowd and reached his destination.
However, the person he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he spotted a grumpy twenty-eight year old man sitting alone and sulking.
He looked around and then fixed his eyes on the man again.
"Mateo, where is Alex?" the redhead asked.
"He went out to receive a call." The grumpy Mateo's sharp green eyes stared at the redhead.
Just like the redhead, he had pale skin and a slender body. However, he was taller. He was around 6 feet tall. The chin-length raven hair was partially covering the left side of his face. The rest of his long hair was tied into a ponytail.
His muscles were covered under a white shirt and a black coat. His black tie was properly hung around his neck.
He continued, "You were having fun with a girl while we signed the contract. Why did you come over now? Couldn't get her number?"
His criticism didn't bother the redhead. He just smirked, "You have to understand that I'm handsome. Women love handsome guys who are friendly. As for you, no matter how handsome you are, with your dog-pooped expression, you are destined to be single forever."
Mateo slammed his palm against the table. "Lucus, how dare you insult me…"
"Oh, I got a call. I'll see you tomorrow at the headquarters. See ya!" The redhead named Lucus interrupted Mateo and hurriedly escaped from the bar.
He went out and loosened his tie.
"Damn, what a day! I came here to celebrate the signing of the contract and the dog-pooped Mateo just ruined the atmosphere. No girl would want to join us now."
He was lamenting openly; however, his words were stuck in his throat when he saw a familiar man standing in the rain.
He was carrying a woman who seemingly had no clothes on her body. Her body was only covered with a navy blue coat. The coat belonged to the man holding her.
Confused, Lucan called out, "Alex?"