The Gangster Had Fallen

Chapter 32

THIRD PERSON'S POV

The group sneaked towards the mentioned hallway, their footsteps were barely heard like they're some professional ninjas. They stop right at the entrance of the hallway - with Karma leading them - and listened to the approaching footsteps directed to their spot. Karma lifted up his fist in the air, signing them to not do anything and wait for his signal to come out.

Karma sensed them getting nearer, he took out five small knives inside his suit pocket and prepared for an attack. When the enemies talked to each other and leaving their guards down for Karma to kill them, the devil took an action and revealed himself to them. They gasped when they saw someone jump right in front of them and were not able to react on time when Karma expertly darted his sharp knives in the middle of their foreheads, cracking their skulls in an immediate death.

He watched them fall on the ground, a grin was plastered on his face. "That's too easy."

"Yea right asshole," Irina muttered on their earpieces. "The cameras are back."

"J-just make it quick," Okuda inserted, stuttering as usual. "They'll n-notice the dead bodies outside a-any seconds now."

"Got it." Karma nodded his head, gesturing them to continue with the mission and follow him.

The others bobbed their heads up and down, understanding him. They once again ran through the hallway, reaching it's end and saw two pathways, it's either left or right. They halted for a second before going the right way when Irina told them to. All of them were fully alert around their surroundings, scanning the place to see if there's a certain danger or traps. So far, there's nothing wrong. Not until when Sugino spoke.

"Guys, they already know about our break in inside their mansion. Our foes were starting to move, ten of them were heading your way. Be careful." He said, sweat dripping down his forehead with extreme nervousness. "Also, the rest of them had been notified about our attack, they're quickly coming back. I've estimated that they'll arrive within thirty minutes together with their allies."

"Fuck." Koro cursed under his breath, holding his gun tighter. "We need to finish this, fast. We'll get outnumbered if they come here with another gangs."

"Indeed. When it comes to numbers, it's our disadvantage." Hiromi agreed with him, still looking gorgeous even though they've been running for quite a long while now. "But when we talk about strength and power, it's their lose."

"They're coming." Karma informed them, holding his knife and his gun on the other hand. He crazily smirked to himself, lunging forward when their expected enemies came out with their own weapons.

Karasuma and Ivy knelt down to snipe them accurately on their heads, Koro, Maehara and Hiromi could only sigh as they let Karma clear the way, swiftly avoiding the flying bullets. Karma's golden orbs glinted with malice, ducking quickly when one of them swung a punch. As the guy looked down on him with horror as he missed his hit, he swore to himself that he saw a horrifying psychopath smiling at him before feeling an agonizing pain on his neck as the blade dug deep in his neck. He coughed blood, screaming in despair when Karma's other hand pointed the gun on his stomach, planting bullets inside his intestines.

As Karma went to a killing spree, the others supported his back, purposely missing their foes' vital points to weaken them for Karma to finish. All men recognized him as the Crimson Psycho, fearing for their lives as they tried to defend themselves. They were exterminated one by one, not receiving any mercy from the red-haired murderer. The hallway was a mess. The white walls were painted red, a huge pool of blood was made on the ground, ten corpses were brutally killed in a nick of time. Karma stood steadily in the middle of the bodies, staring at nothingness. His face and suit were slightly stained with their blood, making him look more intimidating than ever.