Scott exited the bar and began to head back to the mansion.The evening breeze caressed his skin, his hands tucked in his pockets as he walked through the dimly lit street. After walking for several minutes he finally arrived at the mansion.Scott headed towards the entrance door and pushed it open, stepping into the living room.Mr. Fernando was currently sitting on a couch, and sitting beside him were several ladies. The table at the center of the living room was filled with bottles of beers, and the air was filled with smoke as they were busy smoking.Loud music was also playing, and some of the ladies there were busy twerking and dancing to please Mr. Fernando."Scott, you are back." Mr. Fernando spoke up after catching sight of Scott who had just walked into the living room. "I apologize for all these. But you know? Man gotta enjoy himself once in a while." He added."No, no problem at all, sir." Scott replied. "I'll be in my room in case you need anything.""You should rest bec

"Uhm.. what the fuck is going on? Why are they all bowing down to you, Scott?" Bolasco asked, confusion still evident on his face.Scott glanced at the men bowing down to him for a few moments before shifting his gaze back to Bolasco."I think it's their tradition. Anyone who kills the king takes over the throne. I was the one who shot Cheng, and now they all serve me. I am now the new boss of this particular gang." Scott remarked."This just got weirder." Bolasco commented as he glanced at the Chinese men.Scott also shifted his gaze towards them before speaking."Give me more details please." Scott requested in Chinese.The right-hand man of Cheng nodded before responding."This is a tradition that has been passed down through generations. For one to become the leader of the empire he has to have the blood of the leader in his vein or shed the blood of the leader. The man you have just killed, Cheng, has been the leader of the empire for two decades. He planned on passing it down to

The eyes of Zhang Yang widened in shock and he swifly got off the bed. "What are you talking about, Wang Jian ? Answer me! What the fuck are you talking about?" Zhang Yang voiced out, his voice laced with anger and disbelief.The words of Zhang woke up the woman lying down on the bed, and she sat upright, using the blanket to cover her naked body."Your father traveled to Spain to sell Opium to a certain gang Lord. Things didn't go exactly as planned and a fight broke up and your father was shot." Wang Jian explained over the phone.Zhang Yang staggered backwards after hearing those words, and he also lost balance but he tried his best not to fall."You know the tradition, Zhang. Anyone who sheds the blood of the person sitting on throne will automatically take over throne. The man who killed your father has been elected to be the new boss of the gang. That's why I am calling you tonight, Zhang Yang, to inform you about this." Wang Jian spoke further."No, no, no, no, it can't be! My

They all got out of their cars and glanced at the church directly in front of them. The building of the church wasn't that grand. The exterior of the building was rough, and just like the rest of the buildings on the island it wasn't painted. A bell tower could also be seen beside the building."Alright, boys. Just remember, they are fucking insane.. and dangerous." Bolasco spoke softly as he placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up. "I've told you all what Dave said, so let's just sell this damn opium and get the hell out of here." He added as he puffed out smoke before advancing forward, Scott walking beside him, and the rest of the men were behind.Bolasco pushed the entrance door open and they all stepped inside.The church was filled with wooden chairs. The chairs were arranged in neat rolls, and the statue of holy mary could be seen by the altar. As they scanned the church they caught sight of a group of individuals standing several meters away."There they are. Come on." B

BOOOOOM!!Explosion sound reverberated throughout the place as two cop cars exploded after crashing. Bolasco didn't relent as he kept firing, aiming to get rid of every single one of them.The rest of the Police cars kept driving zigzag to make it difficult for Bolasco to aim."Keep driving, Matt." The sheriff said as he turned around and grabbed a bazooka from the passenger's seat."Are you sure it's okay to use that? Wouldn't it be too extreme?" The driver asked after noticing the bazooka in the sheriff's hand."Those scumbags killed sheriff Joe, and they just killed four of our comrades. I already gave them the opportunity to turn themselves in but they have chosen the hard way." The sheriff bellowed as he loaded the bazooka and placed it on his right shoulder."Just be careful. That guy has a submachine gun." Matt warned."Get me closer to them." The sheriff ordered, and Matt nodded before hitting the accelerator, and the speed at which the car moved increased.The sheriff pushed