"You got him? You mean, he won't just 'stand by', but will form an alliance with us?" Wolf couldn't help raising his volume in disbelief, "How did you do it?"
"To be precise, it's an 'unstable temporary alliance'. I had a good talk with the Godfather and managed to let him understand that we can make him get more benefits than Malvo. For that reason, I took it upon myself to promise that whatever the Crips offer him, we would be able to give an extra 10%- is that okay, boss?" Sha Qing looked at Wolf, his inquiring eyes showing a little anxiety.
Wolf rubbed his hair vigorously, "Of course. If we win this war, our reputation will rise and we will reap more benefits than that. I have actually sent someone to talk to Timothy, but he always looks disinterested. I'm kinda curious, what did you do to impress him?"
Sha Qing shrugged, "I don't know, maybe my charisma?"
Wolf grinned, showing a row of white teeth, "Maybe I shouldn't let you get in touch with him anymore, baby. I'm now worried that the Italian isn't as 'straight' as he seems to be."
Sha Qing answered casually, "I don't want to talk to him face to face either. Remember, always watch out for that knife he keeps on his lower back, since he said he'll talk to you about relevant matters in person. I guess he'll ask for additional benefits on top of the terms we agreed on. If it's too much, we'd better consider it again."
"You don't have to worry about that." Wolf said, "I'll put that Italian onto a boat and kick his fat ass away."
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During the afternoon release time, inmates were either playing ball, chatting, exercising with fitness equipment, or lazily basking under the sun on the yard.
Sha Qing was playing checkers with Wolf's men.
He had gotten familiar enough with the group to force them into a wheel battle, and in the end he ruthlessly beat all of them, making him the sole winner of two packs of cigarettes, a box of chocolate beans and an improvised handmade knife .
He just finished playing when a prison guard, Simon, came over, "Elvis, you have a visitor, come with me."
It was already past the time for group visits, so Sha Qing guessed that this nice guard had opened the back door for him again. He gave the man a grateful smile, "Thank you, sir."
Simon nodded at him and led him across the yard and into the open visiting room.
The visitor was quite unexpected, as he thought it would be his lawyer, Channing. Although he had pleaded guilty and was already given a sentence, Channing was still in charge of some relevant legal documents and was very serious in serving as a dialogue window between him and the press and media.
But it wasn't Channing who came to visit.
The man in front of him had a tall and tough stature, with well-groomed short golden brown hair, a pair of narrow deep dark green eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips - he looked a little mean, but overall, still a graceful, charming man.
"Hey, Daniel." Sha Qing greeted with a smirk as he leaned back in his chair with his hands crossed on his chest.
The moment Daniel saw Sha Qing, it was like something jolted inside of him. The experience of running for his life on the island and being teased and driven nuts by this crazy killer left a deep impression on his memory- so much so that when he later slept with those handsome Asian lovers (yes, he picked the similar looking ones on purpose), from time to time, he felt like a sharp blade was silently cutting his throat from below, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
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Sha Qing
حركة (أكشن)He uses desire to ensnare others, he uses blood as temptation, he uses his appearance as a disguise. Like a wolf, he hunts for prey in the shadows. He is among the FBI's most wanted list of serial killers. He lives by his own law, the Lex Talionis...