«It is advised for you to Skip this part... But it's necessary for the plot, so bear with me.»
"ugh... It's an orgy."
Isaac grunted in disdain as he watched the luxury boat from afar in his white speedboat.
Afar off in the midriff of the sea gracefully floated a gold Yatch that was strangely bigger than any other Yatch he'd come across.
The gold shinning and radiating underneath the afterglow of the sun, the still waters of the ocean added to its beauty... But the unlawful grunts and moans broke that fake facade as we can clearly see a green haired male sniffing off the crystal powdered substance of the table while shivering in pleasure from the oral he received from a jet blackhaired brute male that went down on him.
His toes twirled as he felt himself drawing near to climax as his fingers unknowingly traced through the silks of the random guy's hair before shoving him deeper against his penis, drawing a sloppy groan from him...
(Okay that's enough. *Shiver*)
The faint clapping sounds of the background drew the attention of the audience as he looked out the window of the elevated room and was presented with a very lewd scenery.
*PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH*
"AHHANGG~~~♥"
"WOOF!! UGh~~"
Two petite girls with the figure of teenagers was placed in-between the crowds of males who ganged up on the 'innocent' sluts who welcomed them with a lewd smile.
Each hole occupied from asshole to mouth, the surrounding males used every part of their body to jerk themselves off, be it their foot, the nape region, the thighs, the armpits, whatever they could use to get themselves off was being used and the two girls gladly welcomed this treatment with open arms.
The rest either has similar activities with young looking girls or amongst themselves, seeking nothing but pure pleasure.
To think that Greene who happens to be one of the richest bastards in the whole city would give his consent along with his Yatch to his son... Knowing fully well that this would obviously happen. Or perhaps he wasn't aware.
"The security is kind of tight... Good thing I brought that disc with me." Isaac muttered out loud as he once again scanned through the ship, taking note of the guards positions and for his potential target.
"Found you." With a smile, he quickly grabbed a duffel bag, swinging it over his shoulders and diving straight into the ocean, off in the direction of the Yatch.
***
Meanwhile, on the Yatch, by the railings stood two armed securities going at it with each other as the woman held the railing while the brown haired male with a thick moustache pounded her from behind, his hands holding her mouth shut, sealing the occasional gasps and moans escaping from her mouth.
*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*
"HIK~~~Ah~~"
"Baby shhhh♥~"
From the rhythm of their motion to their little chatter in between those claps, you can tell this was love of pure passion, not lust...
*Slice* *Spurt*
A warm liquid splattered on her face... 'Does he always loves to spit on me every single time we make love?'
She silently grumbled but nevertheless continued her movements since he suddenly went stiff... Wait,
"John, you okay back there?"
She turned around, but a shocking scene was placed before her as a bloodied John stared at her with dead eyes as his entire weight collapsed on her.
Her figure covered in blood and bodily fluids as John had previously ejaculated before his death.
"JOH- UGH!"
The dagger sliced her throat, cutting her airway, leading to her gagging on her own blood, succumbing to imminent death.
"Fucking each other on duty... I can't imagine a better punishment than that." Isaac muttered as he picked up the retractable baton of a deceased John... It seemed like a stun function as sparks of electricity rippled through its body upon pressing the side button.
"Hmmm. Quite useful."
Of course he didn't carry a gun. He has no idea on how to hold it much less use 'em... Plus he plan to be stealthy... And a gun is not stealthy, it's just a waste of time.
He quickly placed his gas mask on his face before he opened up the duffel back and pulled out four smoke grenades, and a 12 inch dagger which would prove to be more efficient than this pickle over here.
Discarding the tiny dagger, he matched off to the nearest random room, pulling off the pin and sliding a smoke bomb. Repeating the same action for the other rooms.
Sure enough with a soft *PUFF* the rooms were covered in smokes that escaped through the gaps of the door. The guards residing in rushed out, choking and coughing as their visions became blurry due to the pepper effect of the smoke.
*Slice* *Stab* *Whack!*
With a baton on the left and a dagger on the right, he effortlessly phased through the guards, slicing their throat, taking a chunk of flesh out in the process and whacking them with the stun baton, preventing them from screaming.
They didn't know how they died, all they felt was the sharp pain from the throat and the heavy strike on the head.
"This is almost too easy."
(Sir I believe you missed one person.)
Hearing the comment, he turned around, a bit shocked as he met with an angry glare of the captain of the guard.
The rage in his eyes could be visible through his helmet as his hands clutched his head, slowly taking off the helmet to reveal pair of glowing Amber eyes that locked in on Isaac. The intent to kill was as clear as daylight.
With a sudden burst of speed far faster than an average human, his fist met Isaac's ribs, taking him by surprise at the sudden burst of speeds...
The pain shot through Isaac's body, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to show any sign of weakness, countering the strike by headbutting him, but it seemed he had done more harm to himself as it felt like he had met with a thick brick wall.
The sharp pain made his vision go hazy, but he quickly recovered to deliver a stomp to the chest of the guard who dodged the attack, countering it immediately with a roundhouse kick to the ribs.
Isaac winced in pain, feeling the sharp sting as his ribs throbbed from impact.
The follow up was even more brutal as the guard once again blurred forward, driving a knee to his abdomen. Making Isaac flinch from the sudden strike.
Every strike was precise and brutal, aiming it directly at his weak point, a show of his experience as a guard...
He grabbed Isaac by the neck and slammed him against the nearby wall with remarkable agility. The wall produced a heavy thud as his back met the wall.
The guard raised his balled fist to deliver a final strike to Isaac, but all Isaac saw was an opening.
*PTTUU*
The blood he had coughed up from the beating splashed on the guards face, directly his eyes, this lead him to loose his grip on Isaac throat, but Isaac wasn't done as he drove his right fist against the nose of the guard, delivering a powerful blow that produced a sickening crunch sound. This attack snapped his fingers in the process, but he had already achieved his result.
The painful attack made the guard flinch in pain as he clutched his nose for a second, but was met by the metallic baton against his jaw. The hit was so powerful, the baton bent immediately upon impact, but it had served it's purpose as the guard fell down unconscious.
"AHHHHH!!!! FUCK!!" Isaac roared as his entire body was in a miserable state. I guess this is what you get for trying to mess with the son of a billionaire.
Not playing this time, Isaac picked up a gun, placing the barrel against his head and pulled the trigger, not giving a shit about stealth.
*BANG!* *BANG!*
"To hell with Stealth." Isaac muttered as two bullet drove through the head, killing him instantly.
The clear sound of the gunshots had caused the party to turn into a panic spree.
"Now where is that Davis!" Isaac muttered as he held the gun tightly in his bleeding right hand, a broken rib or two and a bruised abdomen. Couldn't his day go any better.