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Anhui, Avarice Group Building, penthouse, 02:22
— With your permission, boss, I think you shouldn't have come; we have everything under control. — Kezon has been a member of the organization since its founding, four years ago; he hasn't seen his boss since he was sent to Anhui to "expand the business." Currently, this man is in charge of the local branch of the organization.
— Remind me, what happened to your predecessor? — The leader of the organization, Marcus Atilius Titian, comfortably settled on an expensive sofa; with one hand, he embraced an Anhui girl sitting on his lap, and with the other, he took "candies" from the table and put them in his mouth. — Don't you remember? Let me refresh your memory: the local thugs tortured him in every way imaginable, then cut him into pieces, stuffed him into a garbage barrel, and threw him into the river. Is that what you call "under control"? — Marcus took a couple more candies and then "passed" some of the hallucinogenic substance to his lover with a deep kiss. The girl was much smaller than her man, so the effect was more pronounced on her; she probably didn't even know where she was anymore. The organization plans to start distributing this new product not only in Rex Ventorum but also abroad, but not before they consolidate their position in Anhui. — By the way, Kezon...
— Yes, boss?
— How do you like the local girls? — Marcus is twenty-nine years old, seven feet four inches tall, and weighs two hundred and nine pounds. He has medium-length blond hair and blue eyes. Unlike his subordinate, Marcus did not suffer from being overweight and was in excellent shape.
— Um, they're okay...
— Ha-ha-ha, "okay" means... — The leader continued to laugh while the Anhui girl was pulling his pants down. — They're f***ing awesome, that's what I'm telling you! — Marcus pulled the girl away from her task and grabbed her by the chin, turning her face towards his subordinate. Just look at this beauty. I was so tired of those nasty athletic chicks when we were in Griffonia. They walk around all pumped up and with SUCH asses, — to confirm his words, Marcus symbolically showed with both hands the corresponding gesture, — and they think it's normal. A woman should be slender and neat, not monstrous like those cows. Don't you agree?
— Of course, I agree, boss.
— Good, I had no doubt about you. By the way, I remember there was one there, what was her name... Ah yes, Tullia! Yes, the one who competed in the Olympics, a judoka or karateka, you know.
— Uh-huh...
— Well, she didn't like that I ran over some old man when he was crossing the street, so, let's say, she stood up for the unfortunate man. It ended with her being taken away in an ambulance after I used her face as a punching bag, ha-ha-ha. And the moral of the story is: you always have to know your place. — Marcus pointed to the girl working between his legs again.
— As you say...
Anhui, docks 03:31
— Did you hear? The scum from Velox has appeared on our streets again. — Two patrolmen from one of the many criminal organizations in Anhui stood in the night cold, watching for violators. A large shipment of drugs and weapons was stored in the docks.
— Let them roam as much as they want, but they won't dare touch our territory unless they want to end up like their previous boss... — Before the Anhui man could finish, he and his comrade collapsed to the ground, dead, with bullet holes in their heads. Behind them stood Marcus, Kezon, and four other people, all armed with pistols and submachine guns with silencers.