"Where are you hit my nigga!?!"
"My stomach."
Tela then begins to cough up blood, showing signs of intense internal bleeding.
"Kiyomi call Mid and Ian, tell them to leave the money at the rendezvous point and get here ASAP!"
"Yes Sir!"
Kiyomi immediately whipped out her phone, and moved her elegant lavender hair, putting the phone to her ear.
"Yo Kiyomi what's up?"
"Ian, Tela has been shot. JacQuarius ordered you to leave the money at the rendezvous point and then immediately get to us. It's urgent!"
"Alright, one second. I'll tell Mid and he'll come over immediately using his Space Time Distortion. Send him your location."
Kiyomi then hung up and did as told.
Minutes later, Midnight arrives instantly coming to Tela's aid.
"Where is he hit? And how bad is it?"
"He took a lung shot, he's coughing up blood and it's pretty bad. We have to get him to a Hospital."
"Alright, I'll heal him to temporarily stabilize his condition, call Ian and inform him of the situation."
"Nigga shut the fuck up, I'm the leader, remember that! I'll call him right now."
Midnight snorted coldly, then remained healing Tela.
"Ian, what's going on? How's the situation there, we plan to go to a hospital."
"Good, actually got a truck full of cash here, got about $1.5 million in the back, the truck made a few stops before we got to it or we would have a lot more. Also, I know a Cultivation doctor, he's expensive but he can definitely fix Tela. I'll send you the address, and meet you there."
"Alright, deuces my nigga, stay smooth!"
"Damn man, so they made $1.5 fucking million, that's insane. Then Kiyomi and I made $239,748 + Tela's 33,456 is..."
JacQuarius then pulls out the calculator on his phone and solves the math equation.
239,748+33,456=273,204!
Now, 273,204+1,500,000=1,773,204!
"So in total, we made about 1.8 million. Wow, from rags to riches in 1 day. That's unbelievable. Damn sadly all of it might have to go to Tela's recovery, but family comes first, always!"
Finally after receiving Ian's text, they began heading over to the address.
Shinjuku Golden Gai
In the neon-lit streets of Shinjuku Golden Gai, where the vibrant pulse of the city intertwined with the shadows of the night, three figures emerged from the darkness, their burden heavy and their faces etched with concern.
JacQuarius, his tall frame draped in a long coat that billowed behind him, strode forward with purpose, his expression a mask of determination. Beside him, Midnight, a figure cloaked in darkness, moved with silent grace, his piercing gaze scanning the surroundings with vigilance. Kiyomi moved behind JacQuarius, ready to shoot at any given moment like a trained assassin.
Between them, they supported Tela, his slender form limp and going pale, his breaths shallow and labored. A gunshot wound to the lungs had left him grievously wounded, his life hanging by a fragile thread.
As they approached the meeting point, the narrow alleyways of Golden Gai gave way to a secluded corner illuminated by the soft glow of a lone street lamp. There, amidst the shadows, stood Ian, his features obscured by the darkness, his presence commanding and enigmatic.
JacQuarius and Midnight approached cautiously, their footsteps echoing softly against the pavement. With a nod of acknowledgment, they gently lowered Tela to the ground, his form cradled between them with tender care.
Ian's eyes narrowed with concern as he took in Tela's condition, his gaze flickering with a mixture of apprehension and resolve. Without a word, he stepped forward, his movements deliberate and purposeful, and knelt beside his prone form.
"Damn nigga, what happened?"
"Let's talk and walk, my nigga is Pale as fuck. How much money does this nigga charge? I can't let my nigga die, man, I'll pay anything."
"I don't know, I just heard rumors about him. The Yakuza use him but apparently, he's impartial and doesn't claim any affiliation. What happened? You still ain't told me yet nigga."
"So Tela did his vendors, but he only made 13k from it. So his dumb ass decided to rob 7/11, and he got careless, leaving a witness alive which turned out the employee had a gun under the counter and shot him."
"Dumb ass, indeed. It's good though, we gonna get him right. How much did yall make? I couldn't bring it all, the backpack only fit 400k, and I got 40k in my pockets. 10 in each pocket. Got me feeling like Elon Musk."
"We made about 1.8 million, hopefully this nigga don't charge no crazy ass price or we might have to backdoor him."
"We here."
They then entered the makeshift building/house.
In the main room, a cozy hearth crackles softly, casting dancing shadows across the room.
A worn leather armchair sits beside it, where patients recline as they await the ministrations of the street doctor.
Tattered tapestries adorn the walls, depicting scenes of far-off lands and ancient healing rituals.
A cluttered desk occupies one corner of the room, its surface littered with parchment scrolls, quill pens, and well-thumbed tomes of medical lore.
A flickering candle casts a soft glow over the clutter, illuminating the doctor's diligent work as they pore over charts and prescriptions late into the night.
In a secluded alcove, a makeshift operating table stands shrouded in heavy curtains, where the street doctor performs delicate surgeries and life-saving procedures with steady hands and unwavering resolve.
The scent of antiseptic hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the distant sound of whispered prayers.
Despite its humble surroundings, the street doctor's house is a beacon of hope in a world fraught with peril and uncertainty.
Within its walls, lives are saved, wounds are healed, and the weary find respite from the trials of the world outside.
And as long as there are those in need, the flickering lantern will continue to burn, casting its light into the darkness, guiding the lost and the wounded home.
"Who has entered my humble Domain?"
A loud man with a harmonic aura appeared from the darkness. He stood at about 6'4 230 lbs, with a beer belly wearing a typical doctor outfit.
Ian immediately stepped up speaking, "Me Sir...."
JacQuarius immediately pushed Ian to the side, taking the frontline making firm eye contact with the man, showing absolutely no fear.
" I did nigga. I'm JacQuarius the leader of the Kawasaki family, also known as Akiba's Black Dragon. My Grand Elder here Tela, took a gunshot to the lung, we need you to heal him. I have 150k in Cash here to pay you."
JacQuarius immediately haggled with the man. He actually has well over 500k in cash on him between Ian's backpack and Kiyomi's Birkin bag.
"200k initial price, if anything else I find wrong with him, it will be an extra fee to fix it. Lay him on the table and count the cash in front of me."
"All I got is 150k, take it or leave it nigga."
"Leave now!"
"Nigga we ain't going anywhere!"
JacQuarius then releases his Bronze 6th layer aura, attempting to threaten the man.
"Ha ha young man, you remind me of a friend I had long ago. Let me teach you a lesson sonny boy."
The Man then releases Gold Rank Aura!
The group's expression immediately changes to fear, all their morale from JacQuarius's front vanished!
"Now like I said 200k, wait I mean 250k! 50k fee for trying to threaten me boy, and don't say you don't have the money. I have cameras set up in every alley, I heard your entire conversation all the way here. "
JacQuarius felt defeated, this man utterly destroyed him in their debate.
"Fine nigga, Ian and Midnight, go put him on the table. Kiyomi count the cash, I'll talk to him."
"Ha ha you're a hot-blooded one, aren't you young man? You call me senior, have some respect boy."
"Nigga I ain't calling you shit, you ain't my fucking senior. Now what's your name, old nigga?"
"My name is Tangoro Senashi a.k.a The Street Doctor!"
"Well Tangoro, how would you like to join my Akihabara family as a Grand Elder? I'll even throw in a 100k cash!"
"No boy, I'm an old man. I just want to help people during the last days of my life, that's it. Now let me begin!"
The Street Doctor then walked over to the operating table, beginning to inspect Tela with his Cultivation Skills.
"Kiyomi, go to his camera room and keep watch of our surroundings."
"Yes Sir!" Kiyomi responded as she immediately followed her orders.
15 Minutes Later
"Black Dragon, come here boy."
JacQuarius gets up from the couch and walks over to the operating table.
"What happened to his boy? His Soul Ocean is shattered."
"I'm not sure, he told me the Yakuza did it when they tried to rob him for his inheritance."
"I can fix it but for another 200k, and I'm not extorting you, boy. That's just the cost of the cultivation materials to pull off a recovery like this."
"I'll go start counting it right now."
"Wait boy, I also got an ancient skill, that can harden this boy's bones, strengthen his muscles, and increase his body's temperament. But for this, the price is invaluable. I want you to owe me a favor."
"Deal nigga! Anything for my family."
"Good, let me explain the procedure for you. First I'll put him in a comatose state, and then remove all his bones and blood to replace them with a Heaven Ranked Animal's bones; Celestial Earth-Shaking Kangaroo! With that, his potential is limitless! But now time for the bad news, he won't be able to cultivate. As you know, Heaven Animals don't have soul oceans, therefore he won't be able to cultivate, but he will be able to cultivate his body. The Inheritance he found was from an Emperor Rank Expert, he cultivated the Legendary Boxing style, which your friend is using his fighting style. In the inheritance, Elijah Watson (the emperor rank expert) left behind a method to rework the body, causing the body to breakthrough instead of the soul Ocean. This truly shows how powerful Emperor rank experts are! Now let me begin boy, leave! All of you, OUT OUT OUT! I need to concentrate!"
"Come on guys, let's go get the money and complete the rest of our mission."
20 Minutes Later
"God damn, yall literally brung a truckload of money!"
JacQuarius begin to inspect the truck, checking for trackers or anything of that sort.
"It's still early in the night, let's go. Ian, can you hold up your part of the plan? Are you ready nigga?!?"
"Yes, I'm confident I can do it."
"Let's go then!"
30 Minutes Later, The Tipton Hotel
"It feels good to be home!"
JacQuarius, Kiyomi, Ian, and Midnight all approached the building.
JacQuarius then looks at Kiyomi.
"To think this is where we first met, and I almost killed you! Thank god, I didn't."
Kiyomi immediately looks away, with her beautiful face turning red, blushing.
"Kiyomi go watch the emergency exit, make sure no escapes. This a no-witness, secret operation! Any witness, kill them with no hesitation, the PSIA is everywhere at this place, Midnight will take care of them while I handle the CEO and the other top dogs."
Everyone set off in their own direction, to handle their respective duties.
"Ian, we're counting on you. The Illusion is the most important part, if the PSIA finds out we've taken back over the hotel then we're fucked."
"I got it nigga! Have some fucking faith in me."
"Alright, I'll leave you to it."
JacQuarius then heads inside, wearing his hood, he manages to stay anonymous and undetected while sneaking onto the elevator.
5 Minutes Later
JacQuarius steps out of the elevator into the conference room.
"Hello Everyone! You're all staring at the new CEO of the Black Dragon Hotel!"
All their expressions froze with fear.
"Wait I know who this is!" One of the executives screamed out in fear.
"Too Late Nigga!"
Hades Styles: Dark Pavilion!
The room erupted in dark deathly flames, killing everyone in there.
He then took a seat on the table, since the chairs erupted in flames, and called Kiyomi.
"Kiyomi, inform every staff member, secretly that we're now in control in of the hotel again. Tell them they now live at this hotel and work here 24/7, then assign them rooms on the highest floors so we can keep an eye on them, If they revolt tell them we'll kill their family starting from the youngest. I'll go check up on Midnight, then Ian, stay safe Kiyomi. We're here if you need help!"
JacQuarius then hung up and headed now to the staff room.
"Midnight how's the progress? I'm itching for a fight."
"You won't believe this, I've been going through their phones right, and I found out the location of a private auction going on tomorrow. The PSIA already has agents infiltrated inside the Auction with 100 million ready to spend. Apparently, there is something phenomenal there!"
JacQuarius's eyes immediately lit up from interest!