I pointed my gun at my side while scrutinizing my target. All of them were gazing at the gate of our hideout as if they were waiting for something. It’s too bad they didn’t feel my presence; this will be their last minute before they go to hell. These stupid low-rank mafia are all useless.
I pulled the trigger endlessly—slaughtering all our enemies without minding my appearance. The sound of screams and gunshots and how they expressed fear and anger was beautiful.
“This is what you received for attacking us,” I mumbled before dragging my dagger that was hidden on my thigh. I’ve used all my bullets, so I had to slay them using my stiletto dagger.
Well, I could eliminate them by just hitting their nape or breaking their rib cage if I was too pissed, but since I’m enjoying this, I almost d
