Just Another Mafia Story [Completed!]

Chapter# 82: "What Brian sees he kills"

Brian's POV:

A day out in the city all by myself, I couldn't care less about the drama I'm about to cause, nothing beats a beer in hand and my baby in the other, when she roars the streets go silent,

I am on a crushing spree here, if I let you know about my aim, my sight travels like a radar from my windshield insearch of target, an army douche stands near a street light enjoying his cigarette, in his mind he might say 'hey time out for a while', so he stands away from his squad for a change of view, prick! worst choice of your good for nothing life,

I hit the race paddle, change my gear with a jerk, my baby whooshed like a bullet towards it's aim, the next thing I feel is a loud crunch under my tires, heavy dab on my car front, some shrieks of pain, the end...., I smirked with joy, "What Brian sees he Kills", one prick down a thousand more to go,

Khadak! phhft! Khadak! Phhft!, I hear shot gun fires, my car dodges some, some make contact with my car, it's bullet proof mother f*****, I borrowed it from Paul, to tell you the truth I am getting greedy, I won't give this baby back, it's mine....

I drifted through the road,screeching of tires filled my ears, melody to my freaking ears, the smell of tires, forest and somehow donuts turned me on, filling me with rush,

I saw two of them assaulting a boy in the midst of a road, I honked, slowly placed pressure on the race paddle, provoking my prey, they look up, my baby's engine roaring, threatening the pricks, "why don't you come out and fight with us, hot shot", I thought they never asked, grabbed my baseball bat, "let's do this", whispered, emptied my beer can, bounced it up in the air and hit it with my bat to the side, one of them was puffing a Cigar, AL Paso Cigar, expensive...

They stood there smirking, I knew what they were thinking, so without a delay, I shot both of them down, with my bat, they fell flabbergasted on the ground, "how did you do that?", "it's a gun and a bat pricks, like I will ever trust you jerks", I kicked one of them in the gut, he groaned, "what are you doing?, I was searching for the cigar case, "Got it and thank you", I also took the one in his filthy mouth,

"Hey that's mine!", he protested, "you stole it from someone else, stop wining", I puffed it two three times, the boy was on the ground slowly crawling, I strolled to him casually,       "woah woah hold your horses, fella", "let me go please", he muttered in a breaking voice, blood prickling from his mouth, "wait", I grabbed his jacket with one hand,

Dialed Jean, "one delivery, are you up for it?", Jean came and took the guy away, "you think you can protect him, bitch", the army guy blurted out, I almost forgot about them,

I fixed my leg on one's back, "hey betta betta swing", BAM! one down, the other one protested, "Bye bye", I said with a smirk...

Kazuya's POV:

"what is it Barbie?", she was standing stiff while patting her foot constantly, "check the news", we all were standing infront of the t.v in the lounge, breaking news was on..

I creased my eyebrows a bit, "Damn Brian!", a reporter stood at the corner of the street, reporting about a man, "as you can see behind me is the terrorist who is eating a sandwich, which he bought from the portable food stall, that man is crazy, a monster", she pointed to Brian, who was munching on a snack, he waved, the camera man zoomed the camera on him,

"what the hell is wrong with him, is he nuts?", Jack retorted in anger, "showcasing his unusual talent like that, where is his god damn leash?", K demanded,

"Paul can you explain, who handed him the car?", I asked, he was a little discomforted, "he stole the car from me, I should've guessed his dark motifs, he was keeping an eye on the ride for a while, he somehow managed to unlock the password on the restricted garage", he explained..