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051: Kill 'Em With Hatred

051: Kill 'Em With Hatred

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Valence made sure Cast B has 5 people that are unfamiliar with any Ferrari Family members. They consist vengeful friends of the dead. It's either their friends were raped, salvaged, or organs sold. The remaining time is nearing to its end. In a matter of minutes, the banquet will turn into a bloodbath.

From afar he saw Abramo having a good talk with some government officials. Guards are everywhere. He called on the Cast B to surround him. Akio is nowhere in sight. In his peripheral view Caine just exited the party. Frederik is standing at the entrance, not separating his eyes on him. Creep, he said telepathically.

Abramo is called up on stage to make his speech about power and sort. Valence, as the next heir they think he is, is invited at the bottom of the stage staircase in queue for an expected magnificent speech too.

"And so, let's give a warm welcome for my only son, Valence," Abramo proudly gestured him to come up stage with his father. Unlike him, the old man is more muscled and broad, mature, and gives off an authoritative atmosphere to those who get near him. He was always been behind his father's shadows. Do this, do that. He's like a dog going circles. If ordered to play dead, he should just stay dead. He despised how he manage the business and the fortune forced on him.

Actresses, actors, managers, company CEOs, Family Heads, all gave an applause. The claps turn up as he take each step. He was always the child he wanted, but tossed around whenever the boss feels like it. He used to run scared inside the closet when he was a kid. Fearing the great Abramo's punishments if he doesn't follow orders.

The Cast B readied for the signal. Valence took over the mike. He and his father's eyes met. His eyes were smiling, taunting him. He knew, that he knew, that there will be a damnation ahead.

Before he pass by him, he gave him a pat on the shoulder, just like he did to Frederik earlier. "Good luck, son."

His fake smile twitch. The old man may know he has something up his sleeves. But his plan has 99% success rate. No matter what he do, he and the Cast will win this fight.

Abramo left the stage to him. So he played the nice, obedient son. "Goodevening, everyone. First of all, thank you for coming tonight..." He gave his speech with delicacy.

He smiled down to the man he loath. They exchanged pungent glares and corrosive intimidation. Times up. The plan begins. Took out his gun and fired up the ceiling.

A second pass and the lights went out. Cast C raided the whole party area. Those who are not in the list of targets are pulled out. Cast A are on the move outside. Cast E, together with Caine started shooting the guards down as they enter the event in an orderly manner. One of them handed him a night vision glasses. He immediately searched for the main target--Abramo. Ferrari men came out from all sorts of hiding place. Cast B assisted his back. He jump off the stage, "Shoot-to-kill all targets!" He yelled on the small ear-slash-mouth piece on his right ear. Akio designed it himself to look like a normal black pierce. Its specialty is being jam-free.

"COPY!" The Cast answer all at once.

Abramo disappeared sooner than expect. "Proceed to phase 2!" It meant they'll be keeping up to their posts whole he and Cast B go up stairs. Cast F are already infiltrating the each floor from the outside, he'll meet them along the way. A lot were after him. His guns immediately ran out of ammo. He tossed them somewhere and took two new ones next to a corpse.

Before he could point it to someone Frederik punched him on the face. The impact is so strong his nose bled. But it wasn't enough to bring him down. Fred's a hundred years early to compare with Abramo and Jo's trainings. So he kicked him to the balls. "This is the last time you put your filthy hands on me you motherfucking asshole!" He aimed for his dick, then fired one bullet. "That's for Emily!" A year ago the bastard kidnapped a young girl named Emily and sold her organs after her parents couldn't pay anymore money back.

Fred whimpered in pain like a worm on the floor. He shot him to his temple. Twitching like a stupid insect he goes on to his mission. Cast B will follow him wherever so it's fine to take the first step where to go.

It took them a lot of effort to be able to pass through a lot of guards. The Cast's dead body count is slowly increasing. He has to hurry or else the numbers will grow. "Cast B!" he stopped running. "Go execute everyone who gives the vibe of threat!"

"But how about you?!" Gia, a femalw member of Cast B growl. "You can't die until Abramo is dead!"

"I can't kill him if I have too much people on me now! Help Cast F and D!"

Don't fucking die!" Kim An, a male Cast B, said.

"Go! Phase 3!" Phase 3 means injured and still breathing Casts needs to evacuate. Cast G will replace them to avoid more death.

His back ups gave him a nod and ran the other way. He continue his way towards the main office. Just like he expected, stronger guards were waiting for him outside. Behind the bastards is the double-leaf door that secretes the boss. Chin up he gave a glare. "If you do not wish to die, get out of my way."

"Sir Valence, we do not wish you harm. Leave at once!" There are six of them. One dared to tell him what to do.

His teeth gritted. "What was that? Are you seriously telling me to run along with my tail between my legs?"

"N-no, Sir! We respect you. So--"

"Then step aside! That man is not worth following anymore!"

"Sir, why? He's been good to youm the Family's looking forward on having you! There's no need to kill the current boss. Soon he'll pass the business' fortune to you! Ain't that what matters?"

"Fuck off." Using only Jeet Kune Do he took them down. Bullets didn't even hit him even if they fired directly to his face.

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