Bloody Business(mxb)

Chapter 6

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Tuesday came and Guy, Ethan and V went out of town, to Benedict's headquarters. Guy only had rage on his mind. He couldn't really tell why he was that angry but he didn't question it since Benedict and him have always had some sort of rivalry since a very long time.

They had already informed Benedict about their visit to him in advance so when they got to the building they were greeted by a lot of Benedict's men. Guy smirked before walking right passed them. V and Ethan followed behind him. They went up the stairs and down the hallway surrounded by Benedict's men until Benedict's office.

Guy went in and sat down on Benedict's couch without a single word. Benedict was playing a board game by himself before Guy walked in. He only stared at him until he sat down. Guy stared right into Benedict's eyes not hiding any of his anger. "Call off your men." He spoke firmly.

"What?" Benedict sat properly after hearing Guy's request- no, order. "Did you just give me an order, young man?"

Guy smirked before leaning forward on the couch. "Call, off, your, men. I don't feel like killing anyone today." Benedict cackled proudly.

"And what makes you think I'll listen to you, huh? You've only brought your one underling and a child. You think I'm going to get intimidated by that?"

"Number one, he's not my underling. He's my brother. They both are."

"Tch." Benedict scoffed.

"And I came here to collect my blades." Benedict's smirk dropped. He snapped his finger for one of his men but Guy stopped him. "No." He held up his hand stopping Benedict's underling from moving. "I came to collect my blades." Benedict gritted his teeth before getting up and getting the blades from his desk himself. He put them on the table next to his board game. "I repeat, call your men off."

Benedict forced himself to speak. "Stand down." Majority backed away from the wood and glass french doors. Only one remained still at the door with V and Ethan standing next to him. "I said stand down." Benedict faced him with a glare.

"But Ben-"

"Stop." His underling took a step back from the door.

"Good." Guy spoke proudly. "Now right hand on the table." Benedict's eyebrow rose.

"What? What for?"

"Right hand on the table." Guy wiped his smile off to show that he's dead serious. Benedict slowly put his hand on the glass table. Guy's gaze dropped down to the scar on the back of Benedict's hand. "Same spot or new spot?"

Benedict shut his eyes trying to keep himself calm. "Same spot." He spoke with gritted teeth.

"Alright then." He took the brown blade and stabbed Benedict's hand on the same spot as the mark from before. He stabbed him really hard he broke the glass part of the table and the blade went into the wooden base of the table.

"AGH!" Benedict yowled from the top of his lungs. His underling tried to intervene but Guy took his G23 and shot at him making sure that he aimed really close to his head but shot the wall. He faced Benedict's frozen underling very slowly.

"The next one won't have the honor of going into the wall rather than your greasy forehead." He then faced Benedict.

"I said stand down, mate."