She strolls towards the bathroom find the Korean/Chinese woman returning to the living room after wandering around the apartment. White and Black checkered tile squares covered the bathroom floor, and the walls painted a white with a black ceiling. A single lime green clam shell shaped sink with white cupboards possessing lime green doors and black shelves. Four forty-watt bulbs in white glass globes lit up the mirror and sink area of the petite bathroom. Ceiling lighting reveals three sixty-watt bulbs in a frosted glass diamond shaped fixture with an ability to dim the lights. One ivory ceramic toilet from Sears with an onyx lid and seat. "Yes, a trusty large bottle of Paul Mitchell Awapuhi Shampoo. Zest soap four bar pack found in the back of the top shelf of the cupboard. "Cousin stocked up for me, yay!" A single average size white tub with glass frosted sliding doors with snowflakes on them and a black tile surround. Jade green shag bathroom floor mat, and ivory towels hanging on the gold rod rack across from the toilet. "Rubber Ducky towel, hahaha, hanging on the towel rack, it's so cute and cuddly," she laughs tearing up!
She pulls the lever up to stop the water from draining in the tub and draws herself a warm bath. "Ooh, Epsom salts, goodie, I need a great soak after that brutal headlock, she put me in!" Dumping a cup full of Epsom salts in the warm water. She swirls it around swift. Undressing out of these vile slut clothes, she lowers her petite body into the soothing water. Bubble bath squirts into the tub, and she turns the plus shaped hot water knob releasing enough hot water for suds to appear. The woman removes the gross make-up from her face. "Acne scrub, could use this, wearing all that shitty make-up caused a breakout here and there," she sighs. Washing her back thorough and gentle to remove the dirt. "What a loser I've become, and cousin's right here to save my sorry ass again." The Korean woman weeps soft as her body relaxing in the warm tub. "It's been over four years since mother and father heard from me, and maybe cousin will provide me a number to call them at?" She loses sense of time soaking her stiff muscles in the tub. "Time for the Rubber Duck Towel, and it smells of Cheer detergent."
Drying her wet self-off and changing into the men's clothes. The woman finds a spare toothbrush and crest mint toothpaste. She brushes her teeth agile and tender to remove the buildup of food. "Same favorite toothpaste giving me a healthy smile, and the detergent father used on the laundry," she reflects happy. Returning herself to the living where both women sleep sound. "She's cute as I remember when sleeping."
This living room reaches twenty-seven feet wide by nineteen feet deep with a height of eleven feet. White walls with a lime green ceiling, and half the floor covered by exquisite black soft carpet, and the other half appears cement flooring with a clear coat over it. Plum Eyes machining tools sit on the cement side and make up her personal shop for machining weapon parts. The Korean-Chinese woman rests on the end of the couch next to Plum Eyes after telling her in a timid tone, "you can sit here." She slumbers next to her, yet Plum Eyes sleeps so quiet with little sound. A great night's sleep hasn't been a thing since her father passed away, but now she rests with a new comfort. "Maybe now my scars of the soul will heal, and feel what it's means to be human again," she weeps soft. Plum Eyes wraps a blanket around her slender figure and hugs her gently before returning to sleep.
"Seoul, South Korea's night life, a lonesome sinful wasteland to the ultra-pious in spirit," Miss Korea deliberates.
"Ah, Miss Chu have a seat in luxury, and our finest drink on the house," a manager states. "Alcohol an exploitable weakness, and weakness creates an environment for the cockroach society to multiply in," she rebuttals scathing at him. "Tis, a concern when an establishment possesses the audacity to ridicule it's patrons and killing you would be a waste of efforts revealing numerous feeble abilities in myself!" "Being European and Taiwanese the Korean culture decides to glance at me from a pedestal downward." She glares while reflecting on a deep internal struggle.
"Be gone with you!"
"Business, connection, and power I have, but leading a Triad organization develops a loathing problem!" "To this country Triads and I prove dismal roaches, an infection meant to be relinquished at a peasant's whim, and a grievous wound to my pride even I shall not defeat!" News of a foil in odious hands upon learning details of the Minji Export Building Plaza, and one impeccable curious gaze appears on Miss Chu's pale face. "The bane of the underworld, knowledge intriguing to learn of this legend, and honest business practices remain standing, yet how?" "A true contender, maybe my future lies elsewhere!" Miss Chu glances outside the high-rise windows to the dark sky and bustling streets below. A mere moment reveals humanity in Miss Chu. "Seek a Future Without...!" She breaks her internal reflection as a car blares the noisy horn below on the bustling city streets.
"Do you dare to mock me, you peon of a hired hand, a cruel voice roaring!" "Our top assassin utilizing the wired harness to slide down to the balcony, and extermination Ekaterina Myung proves slain!" "A foil attained knowledge revealing the assassin and the harpoon guide wire getaway between skyscrapers, inconceivable!" "What lacky would be moronic enough to challenge my eternal wrath!" "Strange prominent guards appear deceased of mine, near the west side of Seoul, and someone seems inspired to foil my ambitions of total control of Seoul and Inchon!"
A lone street pusher wanders the up and down the three-block radius seeking a supplier. One odd, rusted van pulls up the to deliver a new shipment of heroine. It's a ruse six armed thugs climb out of the rusted silver van. Nightfall covers their presences, and they crowd into a rundown building. "I've brought orders from the boss, and we shouldn't waste any time," a brawny man with ruthless eyes states. "M61 Skorpions with silencers and plenty of hollow point rounds, time to wreak some havoc," another intellectual thug explains. "Simple, sweep, kill, and raid, no more than a simple game boy game," he raves. The thugs load their M61 Scorpion Machine Pistol, and Styer M9 9mm Pistol magazines with 9mm rounds. "Boss ordered us to wait till mid-day." "Slaughter more fools, and reek destruction at greater lengths." "Three mid-sized four door Silver Hyundai 1997 Sonatas will carry two of us each plus a getaway driver that stays with the vehicle," the leaders inform. "Tomorrow rain showers will provide us raincoats to cover our M61 Skorpions Machine Pistols with six 20-round magazines and Styer M9 with five 14-round magazines." "Attach your silencers now and load your guns." We sweep floors one through five killing everyone, and no more than four rounds in a person, conserve your machine pistol ammunition." "A hollow point bullet to head of a down survivor from the Styer M9 9mm will execute them without fail." "Swift, Accurate, Murdering, and men don't forget SAM!" A map of the floor plans appears, the men study the floors careful. They formulate a decisive plot to capture each floor the fastest.
A meager distance from the industrial district lies Dragon Madam's apartment.
"Today, I avoided a bullet, you've proven beyond impressive of a daughter, and I'm proud to be your mother," replies Madam Dragon with a loving tone. "Mother, I shall right these wrongs, and find who sent the original assassin." "Worry not daughter, it's essential that you're alive and well Michiko." "Miki was the name you adored being called as a child, yet you've grown into one promising woman and daughter, a mother couldn't ask for more." Madam Dragon kisses Michiko on the forehead while embracing her daughter in a gentle hug that lasts for forty seconds. She appears with mist in her beautiful emerald down-turned eyes shimmering in the light. "Mother please do not weep; nothing has harmed us in any way." "Michiko why did you chase down that assassin wielding two Silenced Beretta 92FS Inox 9mm Pistol same model as you possess, and you could have been wounded or worse!" "The famed Swedish assassin the Receptionist appeared fatal in my sights and shall pose a threat no more!"
"This new death machine warrior possesses handgun marksmanship equal to mine, or superior even, finding out about her feels a priority," Michiko vows. "Killing the lethal top assassin, the Receptionist will bring us hellish trouble in the future!" "She called you by your true nick name Emerald Lady, and demanded me to tell you, what's up!" "Ah, the name I miss dear, and America proves forever in my spirit same as you." "Daughter, tonight rest provides a crucial option, but tomorrow allows new light for the situation!" "But, what of this person knowing that!" "No need to understand such things as of now, and you need rest!"
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Rouge Wines With Blood Splatters
ActionWhen absolute power reigns over the (Gu) districts of every major city in South Korea from the criminal underworld. Normal honest businesspeople and residents alike find chaos and corruption around every opportunity in acquire wealth above poverty...
