Chapter 7

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Miguel P.O.V

Dressed In All Black, I Go To Pick Up The Crew From Randy House, I Pulled Up To The House Knock On The Door And Entered The House. Everybody Was Dressed In Black. Randy Brought The Map Of The Trap

House, He Marked The Entrances We Can Take Out The 416 Crew Out With No Problem, Lloyd Brought Every Gun You Can Imagine, He Only His Own Gunshop. Troy And Chad Brought The Gloves And Explosives, While Chris And Micheal Brought The Bulletproof Vests. As Each Of Us Put Are Vest On I Asked

"Y'all Ready Niggas" I Said

"Hell Yeaa It Time To Take These Niggas Out" They All Said

Let Roll Out

As We Drove To The Trap House I Realized I Was On The Street Darren Live On And At The SameTime Realized The Trap House Is Right Across From His House. For A Minute I Thought About Turning Around Because I Knew His House Might Get Shot Up In The Middle Of Of The War, But I Shrugged It Off And Went With The Plan. As We Approach The House Me And Randy Went To The Front Of The House, Chris And Micheal Went To The Basement Windows On The Side While Troy And Chad Posted At The Back Door. All At Once We Attacked, Me And Randy Shot The Two Guards That Stood At The Front While Troy And Chad Threw The Explosives Through The Basement Windows Killing The Remaining Drug Dealers. As Me And Randy Walked Out The House, I See The 416 Crew Leader.

"Where You Think You Going" I Said I Cocked Back My Gun

"Yo I Won't Say Anything Bruh Just Let Me Go" He Said

"Nawww Nigga You Dead" As I Put A Bullet In His Head.

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