In Philadelphia, America.
Zico took out his .22 semi-automatic pistol. While the gun was small, it was destructive and had a lot of power. This pistol had saved Zico from numerous dangerous situations.
From all the experience from his previous dangerous missions, Zico had a bad feeling about this. Like a beast, he could smell it in the air.
Jennie hid in a corner and she could sense something was wrong too...
Watched carefully by the girl, Zico took a deep breath and went into the deserted pitch-black arsenal...
...
"Weird, why would the boss ask us to gather here?"
A while after Zico had entered, a small car zoomed by and came to a halt. The passenger doro opened after the car was parked, and out came one of Lisa's most trusted henchmen, Bambam.
Soon, two other thugs got down and followed Bambam behind.
"Leader, why do you think boss gathered us here? This place looks like an abandoned arsenal!"
"Mmm...I remember this arsenal. It should be an Italian mafia gang's site. Does boss have any relationship to the Italian mafia gangs?"
They looked doubtfully at each other.
"Italian mafia gangs?"
Bambam looked a little confused. These two men of his were pretty influential in Philadelphia. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept them as his henchmen. Of all people, they would be knowledgeable about the distribution of power in the area.
"Mmm, Italian mafia...but the arsenal has already been abandoned and it shouldn't be of any use now." One of the men nodded at this statement.
"Boss gathered us at an Italian mafia gang's abandoned arsenal..." Bambam mumbled, his expression tight. Worried, he then told them, "Be careful, act accordingly!"
His instincts were telling him to be on high guard.
Bambam then went into the arsenal with his two men.
At the corner, Jennie sneaked up behind them and went in as well...
The arsenal was dark, full of the stench of stale ale. No light from the outside could not get inside, so both Jennie and Bambam's group of men could not see clearly.
"Be careful!" Bambam said in a low gravelly voice to his men.
They heard the click-clack of a gun reloading, and the two men became uneasy. Could it be that it was not the boss who had gathered Bambam here?
"Take out your phone for light! See what's happening!" instructed Bambam.
"Yes, boss!" one of the men said, taking out his phone and turning on the torchlight mode.
As the light pierced through the dark spots of the arsenal, Bambam's eyes flew wide open. Zico was lying on the floor, bruised and bloody.
"Zico!"
Instinctively, Bambam went forward to help Zico get up.
"Da...damn it...there's a...a spy!" yelled Zico, recognizing Bambam.
"Spy?!" Bambam got even more nervous, his grip on his gun increasingly firm in his sweaty palms.
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Pick Up a Son, Get a Free Husband 3
FanfictionAfter five years, Jennie has returned and is out to take revenge on the sister who turned her parents against her, and the childhood sweetheart who betrayed her for her sister. She aims to fulfil her childhood dream and become a famous actress. Howe...