In the heart of Delhi, Eshank Raisinghania, a ruthless billionaire and CEO of Black Crown Industries Enterprises, lives a life of power and perfection. Cold-hearted and demanding, Eshank's intimidating presence leaves no room for nonsense-until Avle...
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In the dark DW warehouse of Delhi, which is most of the time used for doing mafia dealings by Eshank, Avyan, Arjun, and Advik would help them. They are all close friends.
Arjun, Avyan, and their men had gathered in a warehouse on the outskirts of town. They were doing a weapons trade there. Arjun stated, "Mr. Leonardo. Please welcome. Your order is complete. We will carry it to Mumbai, and from there, it will be shipped to Russia by cargo."
Mr. Leonardo, a middle-aged Russian, nodded and said, perplexed, "How are you going to transport them without drawing the attention of the customs officers and police?"
Avyan smirked and continued, opening a box, "Here is your order." The container exposed an LED. Everyone in attendance was shocked. Why was Avyan showing them a Led rather than guns?
Mr. Leonardo, confused, said, "These are just LEDs." Mr. Leonardo was about to become enraged, but before he could express his displeasure, Avyan opened the Led screen and pulled out several pieces from Led's various corners, which he then combined together, and a gun was formed.
Everyone present was stunned. They were dumbfounded. They could never have thought that the gun's parts would be disassembled and installed in an LED. This way, no one will ever catch them trading arms.
Arjun began in a frigid tone, his look stern as usual: "Mr. Leonardo, as promised, your order has already been made. All of these LEDs involve arms. Nobody would ever know that these LEDs had been used for unlawful trade. If you are pleased, as promised, you must pay us after inspecting the delivery, which you have already done. So now you must pay us the money specified in our contract and get your belongings; otherwise, no one is permitted to go."
Mr. Leonardo said gratefully, "Of course, Mr. Rajvanshi. This idea left me speechless." Mr. Leonardo turned towards his subordinate and asked him for the suitcases. The subordinate gave him four big suitcases, and Mr. Leonardo gave them to Arjun and said, "I hope all of us keep working like this. Please give my greetings and thanks to Mr. Raisinghania."
While Avyan opened the bag and started checking if the money was original or not. After getting satisfied, Avyan nodded, looking at Arjun, silently telling him that the money is real.
But before Mr. Leonardo could congratulate on the successful transaction, a gunshot rang out in the warehouse.
"Get down!" Avyan's yell broke through the commotion, and everyone dashed behind the steel drums spread around the warehouse floor. Mr. Leonardo and his companions crouched low, their expressions a mix of shock and dread.
The air was filled with the piercing crackle of gunshots. Bullets bounce off the metal walls, sparking as they hit the drums and containers. Avyan's gaze swept the surroundings with deadly calm, taking stock of the situation. Arjun, standing next to him, had already pulled out his gun and was ready for action.
"Khurana's men," Arjun muttered, peering out for a short glance. The roar of automatic guns boomed around the warehouse as their assailants approached.
Avyan stayed calm. He pushed the Bluetooth gadget to his ear and spoke precisely, his voice icy and authoritative. "Alpha, beta, gamma, and delta. Split into four groups that cover the perimeter: north, east, west, and south. Completely surround them. No one escapes alive."
