Swarms of gangsters, each holding pistols or knives, gathered towards the duo. Feeling helpless, Albert took the submachine gun from the duffel bag, readying it. Aiming at the gangsters, he sprayed bullets towards them.
As Subaru ducked for his life, he could not help but glimpse through his fingers. Wielding a maniacal grin, Albert swept through the crowd, blood flowing on the ground.
Yet not a single drop of blood fell on his coat...
Subaru dodged another stray bullet, banging his head on a fallen branch. As the pain began assaulting him, another body fell beside him, his tongue lying limp on his cheek.
This scene was the last straw.
Vomiting, he hurled the remains of his hasty lunch onto the ground. He lay on his knees, then stood, seeing an ocean of red. Floating on the surface were the dead bodies of Zeo Clan members, each more mutilated than the last.
His stomach empty, he still recoiled in disgust. The battle—no, massacre—had further destroyed his innocent worldview. Just as he was about to kneel again, a burly hand dragged him back up.
"We don't have much time. That damn cunt told everyone that there are intruders. Of we don't hurry up, more will come, and by then, whoever controls them will find out. Trust me, you don't want that (especially since I only brought in the lightweights)"
Missing the last sentence. Subaru steeled himself, clenching his fists. His eyes burned with a dark will as he followed behind Albert. Yes, they must die. They harmed my family...
The farther they ventured in, the more gangsters appeared. Some in suits, some in kimonos emerging from their mistresses' rooms, some obviously naked, emerging from showers.
Yet, as soon as they saw the duo, they stopped in their tracks before grabbing weapons from the walls and trying to intercept them.
Trying
They did not last even a second before being peppered by bullets. Although the time taken was not long, it did concern Subaru. He knew they were slowly running out of ammo; even Albert, stoic as he is, started frowning. How many people are in here?
As they reached the guard house, a faint meow reverberated from it. From within came Katz, his claws red with blood. Reaching Albert, he stretched, before leaping onto his shoulders, where he proceeded to wipe his claws on it. "Damn cat, stop ruining my favourite coat!" Slapping Katz in his head really hard, he berated the yowling cat. Subaru stood behind, eyes twitching, thinking, you shouldn't have worn it then, old man!
"Anyways, we have managed to reach near our destination. Once we pass through the hall, we will reach our destination. Now, let us pray the boss is not here...
Just as they entered the hall, they were greeted by a large, rotund figure, munching on an apple.
Me and my big mouth...