Black lagoon and GTA 4 crossover: (Revy x Male reader)

Chapter 19:The man who has everything

-Author POV-
A few days later, the anti-hero chilling in the streets, Yusuf calls the anti-hero.

Yusuf Amir: Listen, can you meet me at my construction site? I have something to discuss.

Yusuf's request to meet at his construction site adds an air of intrigue to their conversation. The Anti-hero nods, his curiosity piqued. "Sure, I'll be there," he replies, his voice steady.

As he ends the call, the Anti-hero can't help but wonder what Yusuf has in store for him this time. With a sense of anticipation, he sets off toward Yusuf's construction site, ready to delve into whatever scheme or opportunity awaits him.

Yusuf Amir: Yo nigga.

Yusuf's casual greeting reflects his trademark style, brash and unapologetic. The Anti-hero returns the nod, acknowledging Yusuf's informal demeanor with a hint of amusement. With Yusuf, there's never a dull moment, and the Anti-hero knows that whatever lies ahead, it's sure to be an adrenaline-fueled ride.

Antihero:Hey man, so what are you doing here?

Yusuf's words are delivered with his characteristic bravado, his voice carrying a blend of pride and swagger as he boasts about his construction project. "Well, my father... uh, hey, you know," he begins, his tone confident and self-assured. "My ancestors built this shit. We built the pyramids, we built the ziggurats!"With a sweeping gesture, Yusuf gestures towards the construction site, his eyes alight with excitement. "Like them, I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty," he continues, his words laced with determination. "When I finish with my construction site, it will be epic, homie. People on the streets will be talking about it in the future—luxury shit, amigo."Yusuf's confidence is infectious, and his vision for the project clear and ambitious. "This shit is going to be so expensive, billionaires won't be able to afford it," he boasts, a smirk playing on his lips. "And I'm crafting this whole thing with my bare hands."

As he speaks, Yusuf's gestures are grand and expansive, his body language exuding charisma and charisma. He's a man on a mission, and nothing will stand in his way as he strives to create something truly monumental.

Yusuf Amir: Anyways, can you give me a ride to my helicopter, I'll tell you the job along the way.

Antihero: Sure.

As Yusuf Amir settles into the plush seats of his luxurious car, the Anti-hero joins him, the engine roaring to life as they prepare to embark on their journey. With the city streets stretching out before them, the Anti-hero takes the wheel, his focus sharp as he navigates the bustling thoroughfares with ease.

Yusuf's words are laced with his signature flair, his voice filled with excitement as he outlines their destination. "We're rolling out in the Broker side of the Algonquin bridge, homeboy," he declares, his tone brimming with confidence.

The Anti-hero nods in understanding, his focus sharp as he steers the car toward their intended route. The Algonquin bridge looms ahead, its majestic spans stretching across the river below, a symbol of the city's bustling energy and endless possibilities.

Yusuf Amir: We are going to get ourselves a motherfucking subway train amigo. we are taking that shit out to the gulf for a New York City out there. Not going to be easy dog.

Anti-hero: ok... you're way crazier than me.

Yusuf chuckles at the Anti-hero's remark, his laughter booming with infectious energy. "Crazier than you, huh?" he replies with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe just a little bit."

With a shrug, Yusuf leans back in his seat, his confidence unshaken by the Anti-hero's observation. "But hey, that's what makes life interesting, isn't it?" he continues, his tone light and carefree. "You gotta embrace the madness, my friend. Otherwise, what's the point?"