"I will only ask this for once, who is your leader," he muttered with a smirk, as his cold eyes slowly scanned them.
Watching the guy's expression, the three men gulped and hurriedly cowered back, while holding tightly to their arms which were oozing out blood, hoping they would disappear into the wall behind them.
Zach chuckled darkly, sensing their hesitations to speak, he gestured to the other two men who were standing silently at the corner and they quickly handed him the small dagger and a gun that were in their hands.
His eyes scanned them again and he sighed exasperatedly then pulled the trigger.
"W... Wait__ we'll talk," one of the guys said rapidly with widened eyes while the others nodded.
"W... We don't actually know who he is."
"He's always wearing a mask."
"Yes, we were only given orders by his right hand man and the other leaders."
"Shit!!!" Zach cursed with a dark expression and in the next second, all of them were hauling in pain while holding tightly to their legs which were just shot at.
"Ahhhhhh... We are speaking the truth."
"Yes, we don't really know... Ahhhhhh."
"Ridiculous... How can you be in an organization without knowing your leader!!!? Zach flared up and kicked the chair after standing up with a jerk. He was finally agitated. And it seems like the crazy girl was speaking the truth.
The three men cowered once more while nodding their heads rapidly. Not even able to cry anymore, as the pains in their bodies intensified.
"W... We were actually forced."
"Y... Yes, they threatened our families' lives, before forcing us to join them."
"We were all lured inside, with the intent of giving us jobs and working in a factory, and in the end, we found ourselves in that organization with no way to leave again."
They all confessed, hoping the guy would put down the gun already. Since they're already here, they're not sure if they'll get out alive. So it is useless even if they expose everything.
Hearing their sudden confessions, Zach who had stilled for a second finally burst in a fit of laughter and when he was done, his expression turned dark.
'Hehe.' Just as expected of the Mambas. those cowards. It was no wonder that their numbers kept increasing rapidly and their skills are also amateurish. Human trafficking.
Without being asked, the three men continued;
"We're also involved in the dealing of drugs across the country."
"Yes, and also the manufacturing of weapons, which are sold to the small gangs and other burglars."
"A... And also drug trafficking."
"What!?" Zach was shocked then another chuckle escape his lips. Seems like they are seeking death. 'Well, well, well.' It looks like they have one enemy with the authorities.
"And your hideout?" He turned his attention to them, his expression was now cold.
The men felt like dying at any moment and one of them had already fainted from the intense pain, however, chilled water was instantly splashed on him.
"Th... The hideout."
"W... We don't actually have a permanent one."
Zach sighed exasperatedly, already anticipating the answer. He was about to say a word when one of the men continued.
"A... Actually, w... we also imitate tattoos from other organizations."
"Huh?" Zach frowned. Why would they do that?. Then a realization suddenly dawned on him.
'Shit! It couldn't be them causing fights between many organizations right?'
He glanced at his men, who were also shocked, obviously thinking the same thing. They had truly underestimated the Mambas.
"A... And today's mission is actually to distract you," Said one of the three men that had just fainted.
"Y... Yes, please spare us."
"Distract who?" Zach's brows knitted. "What are they trying to distract us__"
He didn't get to finish his sentence, when the cell's door suddenly opened with a bang, then entered Mira, with an anxious expression.
"Zach, you... you have to follow me now, Big Bro is here," Mira said hurriedly while trying to catch her breath and Zach quickly nodded then turned to his other men.
"Take them to the infirmary, we need them alive," he commanded, while tossing the weapons toward them, then strode out of the cell behind the girl who had already rushed out again.
*****
Meanwhile, in another part of the basement.
Carl paced around the room with a dark expression. He had called Lily and Maya a while ago and they had told him that they don't know of the girl's whereabouts, which can only mean one thing__
"Big bro, what is it? What happened?" Zach barged inside the room and asked worriedly with Mira hurrying behind him.
"They took Clara," Carl muttered coldly as he pause in his footsteps.
"What!?"
"Sister-in-law?"
Both Mira and Zach exclaimed with widened eyes.
"C... Clara? How did this happen? Th... The private guards." Mira started pacing around while running a hand through her hair, as those private guards had joined them in the battle last night.
"Shit!" Zach who had just gotten out of his shock suddenly cursed. It was no wonder, one of those three men had said that their mission was to distract them.
This is bad. Those idiots had been looking for so many ways to bring his brother down. And now that they've gotten sister-in-law__
"Big brother, we need to start looking for her, does she have any tracker in her?" Mira muttered rapidly, not wanting to think about what does idiots are capable of doing, in order to bring this organization down.
"Mm." Carl nodded and started walking out of the door, remembering the tracker he had put in her phone.
Zach and Mira sighed in relief while they quickly followed behind him as they walked toward the tech room.
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__ Later That Day __
** The Mamba Organization **
A man was sitting on a chair, facing the few masked men who were lined up in a row with their heads lowered while holding tightly to their injured arms.
They were the only ones that had made it back, after the deadly battle.