The middle man between the country P merchants and the black ninja assassins is a tall man of over six feet with a barrel chest. And he was seen walking towards Johji inn, as the sun left the sky, and was taken over by the twilight that comes before darkness. Dressed in a white flowing garment and brown leather sandals, the man hummed along without a care in the world. "Keep walking and don't dare turn back," a voice with a feign crisp let out. The man obeyed, walked on, and pretend he wasn't the one addressed. "You want the service of the black ninja?" 'Yes, my client needs your service." "Heard you need ten assassins?" "Aye, the target is important and influential." "The black ninjas charge based on the risk and circumstances of the target, are you ready to pay for the service of ten professionals?" "My client is aware of your reputation and price, we are ready to pay whatever it cost." "Who is the target?" "El Capone." "El Capone?" The voice that answered back sound
To weaken El Capone, the foreign merchants started visiting the royal farms, holding meetings with farmers, and soon convinced them to revolt, and promised more money for their output. Since the royal house is the one regulating the price of opium, the farmers were only given what the house believed it's an appropriate price.So when Priest and his men promised the farmers to double what they were usually paid, their greed take over and riots burst out on most of the farms under the King's control. When El Capone heard of the ongoing riots, he called some of the team leaders among his men and they were seen discussing in the open space before his palace. "Have you all heard about the ongoing riots and strikes on our farms? " Yes." "That's the effect of the poison of the foreigners." "They will all be killed, along with the erring farmers." El Capone smiled when he see the fire in his men's eyes. In truth, he was blessed with faithful mafias who are ready to die for his sake. "
The environment is lively and joyous, and all humans around swirl to the sweet voice of Andrea as she entertained all guests with her music. Her entrail voice soon send all of them into reverie, and they muttered along with her. 'Life is short, unpredictable, and brutalHumans only live for a while, then gone like the morning dew on grassesRich or poor, strong or weak, all fate awaits us allThe King, the prince, and the commonersHumans, aliens, spirits, and beastOne day we shall embark on this journey of no return What will end is our picture on bannersAdieu they will sing, adieu to the departing soulAnd the carcass shall soon be dumped in a six feet holeSo when you are alive, eat, drink, and be merry Cause death may soon sneak on you when you least expectThe agent of dooms has no moral respectHiya ho... No respect. Hiya ho... No respect!' Men in tears wiped it off with the helms of their clothing, and their red eyeballs soon glowed when Andrea switched to a faster tempo
After several more hours of waiting, a letter arrived and the dispatcher quickly ride off, before the guards could respond to his sudden appearance. One of the guards, after checking the sealed envelope promptly hurried inside to deliver it to his boss. "A man on a power bike just tossed this inside the palace," the guard let out, with a bow. El Capone was in his usual melancholy mood, and he peered at his man with a deep scowl. "What's inside?" "A letter, I guess." El Capone looked closer at the envelope in the man's palm, and the logo seemed familiar. "Deliver it to Banjo, and informed him to come to me now." The man nodded once, turned around and soon scurried out of sight. A moment later, Banjo appeared in front of his boss, and the unhappy look on his face is enough for El Capone to know the source of the message. "Am sure it's from your agent, where are my merchandise, and mercenaries?" "They claimed the goods and the men were all ambushed by El Ramon, and they can't
The mafias in red uniforms sneaked close to their destination, and they soon emerged near the farm in a few hours. Banjo signalled to some of the men with him, pointed to some men laying under the palm trees, and some section of men crouched close to them. "This place is guarded by fifty blackwitch mafias and four mercenaries, attack the mercenaries, while we locate the opposition gang," Banjo whispered to the outgoing men in red uniform, signalling to the rest of the mobs with him, and they sneaked towards the lookout post that was placed at every strategic location. Seconds later, he pointed four fingers, then jerked his fingers towards the left side of them, and all the men glared at the men in black in a circle. "They were engrossed by the chess game in their midst." One among the men whispered. At a signal from the Banjo, four men fixed silencers to the nozzle of their guns, aimed at the men and four click sounds send the unaware mafias to their graves. "Two more men wer
As the conflicts between the redwitch and the blackwitch gang deepened, some men were seen running for their dear life along a deserted route.At the front of the running men is a man named Ewu, and his knees nearly touched the back of his skull, as he raced like a rabbit, pursuit by a dog. "Wait for me, Ewu." The aged man with grey hair screamed from the back. But Ewu ignored his comrades plead, run faster, and soon disappeared into the approaching dusk. Minutes later, all the escaping planters were seen under a big tree and breathing with their tongues out of their mouth. "You are not the son of your father, Ewu." "What have I done to deserve such insult?" Ewu asked back, after finding a comfortable place to seat. "You were bragging about your prowess some hours earlier, am surprised to see you in front of us, as we run for our dear life." "They were lucky I wasn't prepared for assault today, let them try it another time. They will see the real Ewu." The man bragged back,
The presence of Andrea and her husband is familiar to their neighbours, but the fact the commoner turned into a princess has something to discuss with them made them all throng out in thousands and then formed a circle around their prince and his wife. Andrea cleared her throat, smiled captivatingly and hushed the jubilating cries of the people around her, then muttered out. "My husband is moved by your plight whenever there is rainfall, and he has decided to help your condition.""Long live prince El Capone!""Long live our princess!""Long live our El Capone!"Andrea waved her two palms to silence the men's outcry, then resumed her speech. "You will no longer be in danger of flood, because the royal house has decided to build you a low-cost house, and it will belong to you after paying instrumentally for it. " Are we moving inside as soon as they were completed, or until we finish our payment?" One among the excited men asked after raising his hand to signify he have a question.
A handshake beyond the elbow has turned into an embrace! The recent assault on the Country P merchant's farm by the redwitch gang had become unbearable to the profit-oriented men, and they were seen as they conversed together. "We will be going bankrupt in a few months if this assault continues," Priest let out with a disgusting look. "El Ramon is powerless against his brother, four farms and factories were destroyed in a week, this is unbearable." A man called Augur announced. "El Ramon is a weakling, and that is why I chose him, instead of his brother." Priest answered back "What about the black ninja? They promised to get back to us before the month-end?" "That was why I invited you all. Our agent called me that he will be here in a few hours." "That means he had been contacted by the black ninjas." The oldest man on the team announced with a toothless smile. "How will our assassins have access to El Capone's palace? He is always surrounded by thousands of his mafias." A