The Psycho's little Bad Boy.

Assassination 4.

Dan Hua and Kousu were still in the S.A.G. Station. Kousu was already prepared to deal with Uncle Meng and he didn't have the slightest regret for his decision. Mostly because he trusted his Uncle so much and finding out about his uncle being a rat made him feel detest and rage swell around him.

The room wasn't too quiet and a few guns were laid flat on the ground each of them having specific names and uses. Just by looking at them Kousu knew the purposes of the guns and their names. Since he was Soul Catcher, he knew the right murder equipment for his victims. He shoved a few guns away and he looked for the perfect gun for his uncle but most of the guns were too weak and didn't have enough power to knock down his Uncle. Until he found the perfect one, he picked up the gun and checked it from head down.

The muzzle power on this gun should be about seven hundred and fifteen m/s and an effective firing range of about three hundred and fifty meters.

As Kousu was calculating the power of the gun Dan Hua interrupted. " Aren't you gonna finish the story?"

Hearing this Kousu placed the gun under his shirt and stood up. He turned over to Dan Hua and gave him a stern look before continuing." Since my uncle knew I was just like my father he feared that the day I would find out about him killing my father I would want him dead. Although my father was from a high class family; during his childhood he was a hoodlum. One of the toughest around his time and he soon ranked first. However he gave up his hoodlum dreams to focus on the Huang Families business....People always tell me I am like my father but I don't remember a shit about him. " Kousu spoke as he searched through the station for a bomb.

" Knowing I was just like my father. Uncle Meng wanted to gain my trust and since he was the head of S.A.G he tried many ways to make me join his gang in the hope that I would think he was trying to find the killer of my father. But eventually since he kept on pushing me I joined. However I joined because he was one of my many suspects. I just didn't find my uncle's kindness to be from the heart, it was just something I never really believed in. People only show others kindness if they want something and that's the painful truth. Soon after I found out about his part in my father's death by a horn gang member. Too bad I killed the member but with the information I had I willingly played in with my uncle's deceit waiting for the right moment to bring him down to the hell he placed on me." Kousu turned over to Dan Hua and smiled. " What do you think!"

Even with the fear in Kousu's words and his creepy behaviors Dan Hua didn't find him at all scary rather he found him as a very mysterious person. Kousu never left behind clues on what his missions were and he never made it obvious who he hated or trusted. The only thing one could do was hope they were on Kousu's good side.

Dan Hua and Kousu walked out of the building after Kousu had found the bomb he was looking for. They walked out of the station and rode Dan Hua's motorbike back to the ball.

It seemed nothing much had happened from the gate and it wasn't obvious that the ball palace was being attacked. Kousu smiled this was also part of his plan, if there was not too much flare or suspense then the police wouldn't need to come and that way they would be able to complete the plan without mistakes.

" Dan Hua, you wait out here, I will go in and place the bomb."

Dan Hua nodded, he wasn't willing to wait out but he wanted to be on Kousu's good side so he nodded like a respectful puppy.

Kousu opened the gate and walked in with no fear at all. Like he guessed past the gate was a nightmare, there were bodies on the ground and blood pools around every corner. Kousu expected this but he didn't expect this much violence. He wondered if there was still a place for him in this assassination.

The ball house looked terrible, the red carpet was filled with holes and a few black coloured blood, there were bodies lying on the red carpet with foam coming out of their mouths and pale coloured eyes. Kousu was pretty proud of himself, he too had drunk the poison but it didn't have any negative effect on him but these people were already foaming from the poison.

Since Kousu had practiced Mithridatism, poison had few effects on him. Although they sometimes harmed him, they didn't kill him or hurt him. Kousu walked past the bodies into the ball as he opened the door there were loud screams but he immediately shut the door.

The house was a soundproof house, which made people outside not hear what was going inside. Kousu couldn't even recognize the ball anymore. Just an hour ago the ball looked like those drawn in fairytales but now the ball looked like a wrestling arena covered in red and bodies all arranged on the floors and the stairways, a few of Kousu's men were dead and from what Kousu guessed the people in the ball hadn't come unarmed.

Just as Kousu was kicking a few bodies to make sure they were dead he heard something fall. And he immediately stood up and turned to the direction the sound was coming from. He wasn't surprised to see a few people alive, they were about ten in number, two women behind and eight men in front among the men was Uncle Meng, his black suit covered in splatters of red and his left arm had been shot.

Kousu was mad to see the assassins Tun Sheng and he sent had already hurt Uncle Meng.