"Huuuu...."
Lucas, bleeding from his mouth and various other parts of his body said, sitting down on a rather soft yet moist material.
"Damn...They beat me up good."
He remembered the fight he just had.
'What was their name?'
He thought, but then looking down, and seeing the symbol, or rather tattoo he remembered.
"Red bull gang...right?"
He said as he looked towards a prostrating man, someone with a bright red mohawk and a rather malnourished physique.
"Yes Sir!'
The man said, taking care of his tone so he didn't offend Lucas.
"Huuuu..."
Lucas took a knife out of his abdomen as he breathed out, and applied a potion to the wound.
"Hey, Why are you all so skinny and scrawny looking?"
"I do not know, Sir!"
"Don't Know? Did this guy not feed you or something? Take this card and buy food for yourselves. Bring it here and don't think about running."
Lucas said, as he threw a platinum card toward the man, who immediately ran away and went to do the task assigned to him.
