The boss sighed heavily before laughing. He stood up and lit his twin pipe, inhaling deeply for a while before exhaling a thick cloud of smoke, saying, "Joaquin... interesting! So he's truly a man of his word. And guess what, I fucking like that."
MK walked around the place, observing his dead men and smiled.
His once angry demeanor changed immediately he knew the perpetrator of the deaths. He was relieved that he could at least have revenge for his men.
"Clean up this mess," MK said as he walked back to his ride outside and sat down, contemplating possible ways to have his revenge. Throughout his time alone, he just smiled, his usual habit, relaxed in his ride.
After a few moments, a large thick smoke emanated from inside the building, and the men he left inside walked out to meet him.
"We've cleaned it up and set their bodies on fire, Boss," the first man said to MK, and he replied with a nod.
