"Lies leave bruises that will never fade away"
Fire Dragon is an underground fight club well known for their bloody fights and almost no rules. Earth "the shadow" Pirapat is Fire Dragon's best fighter. Having grown up in the club, it would be surpri...
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— 4 years ago —
"What did you do?" Earth had to ask again because he really hoped that Narong was just joking. Really sick and twisted joke but still better than the problems the real thing would bring.
"I think I killed a secret agent."
"You think you killed a secret agent? Narong, what the fuck? How? When? How do you even know that it was a secret agent?"
With a deep sigh, Narong plopped down on his chair in his office and started massaging his temples. "You know how in the past two weeks mafia was here almost every night. It's disturbing our clientele—"
"By our clientele you mean guys that want to punch each other almost to death and people who like to watch that—which also includes mafia? Those people are disturbed by random mob guys showing up and... watching with them? As far as I know, no incident happened in—well, a couple of months already."
"Well, it disturbs me, okay?" Narong snapped.
Earth clicked his tongue and sat down as well, "so what happened?"
"I went to talk to the mafia and it didn't go exactly how I imagined. They got offended, straight up furious, some threats were thrown into the conversion as well. Honestly, when I stepped out of that place I was glad I was still alive."
"That's what you get for thinking that you can order the mafia around," Earth scoffed. "But... how does you killing a secret agent enters the picture here?"
"You can imagine that I was pretty shaken up and on the edge after that."
"Yeah, yeah."
"I thought that standing outside of that place I was safe, but then a man walked out of there and he looked exactly like any other mafia guy, Earth, you have to trust me. He did! And he walked out of their fucking place, what else was I supposed to think? And as he was walking towards me I could see a gun under his jacket. I wasn't about to risk that, so I decided to run."
"Run?"
"Yeah, fucking run, okay?" Narong groaned. "Point is, he ran after me. So at that point, I knew he wanted to hurt me because why else would he run after me, right? There was a bridge over the river nearby. Once I got there I was getting tired and that fucker was still after me and I didn't know what to do so I just turned around and the moment he was close to me I shoved him with all my strength and—"
"You pushed him off the bridge," Earth finished Narong's words, shaking his head.
"And I pushed him off the bridge," Narong nodded,
"Still doesn't explain how you know that he is dead and who he was."
"I watched the news this morning. They found his body last night. Apparently, he was a cop. So, if he was a cop but I saw him at the mafia compound without anyone blinking an eye—that has to mean that he was undercover, right?"
