The shooter was on point with the imported AR-15 rifle in his hands, he was confident his aim to the wheel of the car wouldn't miss and the wheel would burst at the touch of the bullet.
If the driver controls the car, he could shoot the lady when they alight. If the driver fails to keep the car on the road, the car will topple aside. His second bullet would burn down the car.
His plan was set and all prepared. The fat man started the countdown to the shooter which was also the distance from them to the car.
"500 meters away, 5... 4... 3... 2... 1, Shoot." He commanded in confidence that they could return the gang with glory.
He was still holding the binocular over his eyes to witness the result of their first fire so that he could instruct if the second bullet was required.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds passed but the car was moving fluidly without disturbance.
Wait, the bullet sound?
"Goddam, shoot, damn it." He hissed lowering the binocular when the car was already away by a few hundreds of meters.
The next second, his eyes widened as big as saucers looking at the burly man in black throwing the unconscious shooter on the floor like a sack of potatoes.
That man's sharp eyes had a hunger for adventure and the evil smirk was defining his thrill that was giving the fat man a creepy feeling.
The monster was going to drink his blood.
Little did he know, the real monster is a different one.
The fatty knew he had no chance against a muscularly built strong man, he looked like a man from the military trained to be a killing machine. He turned around to run but the other two were standing there, yawning in boredom.
"I expected a great action." One commented in disappointment.
"There are only two sacks." Another one remarked.
They had checked around if anybody was watching them from a distance but didn't find any so they knew only two were there in that spot.
The fatty tried to grab the AR-15 rifle but the first man's long hands were swift and checked the bullet magazine.
The fat man tried to threaten, "You guys don't know my boss. He will kill you all."
The three looked at each other and burst into laughter. It was really the funniest joke, why will Seungri put so much effort just because of a lackey?
The fat man prepared himself to fight and positioned himself, "Come on, be a man and fight." He was afraid he would be shot to death so he changed his method after seeing them laugh at his words.
Meanwhile, the first man relayed the information over the call without knowing Ruby Jane was on the call, "Team one down."
The team of three in black were from M security, personally chosen by Lisa's bodyguard Roach.
In the Banquet hall, Ruby Jane's eyes turned cold. She had just guessed the events but didn't expect her estimation to turn so accurate.
Her lips curled to a wicked smirk.
Start the preparation of a spectacular gift for Seungri - Checked.
She had just planned to take advantage of Seungri's allergic reaction but now, it seems like Seungri gave her a great opportunity.
Why should she let go of the great opportunity that knocked on her door?
She will test his control freakiness in the banquet hall and see how long he will hold himself before he starts to smash the things or try to drag his wife away to leave the banquet.
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The Traps of the Black Swan
Fanfiction'Each betrayal begins with trust' 'Endure a while' was what her grandfather said. She endured the curses. She endured the pain. She endured the unfairness. She endured the behest. She endured the down heart. She endured many things but...
