NANG tumigil ang sinasakyan nila Regan na van sa tapat ng base nilang nasakop ng Syndicate International ay agad pinaputukan nila Evo ang mga armadong lalaki na nagbabantay sa labas nito bago isa-isang bumaba sa sasakyan. They walk inside the vicinity as his men shoot the people who tried to be in their way. Dire-diretso lang siyang lumakad hanggang sa makapasok siya sa warehouse at binaril ang mga lalaking sumalubong sa kanya.
A man attacked him but Regan caught his hand and pulled him to stand in his front, using him as a shield before shooting two men near him. Pahagis niyang binitawan ang lalaking hawak bago nagpalit ng magasin ng baril saka ito kinasa at muling lumakad sa loob. Ilang lalaki ang pinalibutan siya bago sumugod para umatake. One of them kicked him but he shot his leg and throw a heavy punch before pulling another one by his arm and lunge his knee towards his stomach. Regan then turned and twisted the man's arm before kicking the back of his calf and shot his head from behind.
"Pathetic." He grinned. Muling umatake ang isang lalaki at winasiwas ang hawak nitong pocket knife sa kanya na madali niyang naiiwasan. Nang lumagpas ang braso nito sa kanya ay hinablot niya ito saka tinuhod sa sikmura bago niya ginamit ang siko para mapuruhan ang batok nito na dahilan para mawalan agad ito ng buhay.
After defeating three men, Regan lighted a cigarette and walked towards the containers in the middle of the warehouse. Nakita niyang tapos na din patayin ng kanyang mga tauhan ang ibang kalaban at ang mga buhay ay tinatali ng mga „to sa isang gilid. He watched Evo and Rameses opened the containers and saw the boxes containing drugs and illegal weapon inside it.
"Is it complete?" he asked Zach.
"Yep. Some of the boxes were opened but nothing was taken from it. I supposed they just checked the contents inside but yeah, hundred percent complete."
"Good. Call Nikolo and tell him to send trucks to get these containers. I will be waiting for y‟all in the base but I'll do a quick visit to Marceau."
Agad siyang sumakay sa kotseng nagaabang para sa kanya at nagpahatid kay Wolf sa mafia ally ng La Cosa Nostra sa France. It‟s been a while since he last visited them and he needed to pay his respects to their boss for protecting the coalition of their organization in France. Nang makarating sa base ng Marseille Mafia sa Paris ay agad bumaba si Regan sa sasakyan at hinarangan siya ng mga guwardiya at tinutukan ng baril.
"C'est une trés mauvaise idée. (That's a very bad idea.)" Regan said in French before walloping the gun and holding the man through his neck. Napangisi siya nang bigla siyang palibutan ng madaming lalaki at tinutukan siya ng mga de-calibre‟ng baril. Mahina siyang natawa bago binitawan ang lalaking sakal-sakal niya at tumingin sa pinto ng base nang magbukas ito at ang boss ng Marseille ang lumabas.
"Posez vos armes. (Put your guns down.)" He said before turning his gaze to him and grinned. "Ah, mon amie (my friend) Regan. It is nice to see you here."
"Marceau." Bati ni Regan at nakipag-man hug bago siya nito inakbayan at pinapasok sa loob ng malaking building. "It's still the same since I last came here."
"Yes. I don't like to change the structure of the base because I really liked how modern it is right now. How 'bout you? I haven‟t heard anything from you ever since you came here three years ago."
"I was busy with the transactions coming from Europe to Asia and being a thousand miles away from Sicily makes me really damn busy." He answered. Marceau offered him a drink that he gladly accepted. Iilan lang sa mga naging kaibigan niya sa mundong ginagalawan si Marceau at masasabi namang pinagkakatiwalaan ito ni Regan. Their organization has been allies before he was even born and up until now, their relationship was stronger than ever.
