55 on your way to hell (1/2)

”They're here.” Ace informed

”Yeah, I see them.” Riggs responded in a complete change of tone.

In a distance, a seemingly huge cargo ship is making its way towards the coast. Indeed, Alexander Han's information was accurate. The corners of Riggs' lips curled upward forming a subtle devious smirk. Just after a couple of minutes, the ship came closer and closer near the coast.

Riggs raised his hands and waved them as if asking for help. As the ship halted near the coast, a very few people started to arranged the platform that they will be using to transfer the illegal drugs.

”Hey, where are the goods? What happened there? Another wildfire?” a man whose face is almost covered with a beard and seemed in his early 40's speaks as if it was a normal occurrence. The town's people did a great job subsiding the fire —whatever their methods, it was commendable in Riggs perspective.

As the platform was ready and a few other people came out from the ship. The man spoke once again,

”Hey, can't you hear me? Where is it?” his brows knitted in irritation as he was ignored by Riggs who's gazing intently at his huge tattoo on his arm.

”On your way…” he mumbles. The man barely heard him spoke thus, he asked,

”What?!”

*SPLASH*

The bearded man felt an excruciating pain in his chest --slowly gazing at it, he saw his blood cascading from it before he felt suffocated by the pain screwing inside him. He cannot react to what happened as he lost breath. Caught him by the arms, Riggs used him as a human shield to the incoming attacks at him then slipped his rifle's muzzle to the now dead bearded man in between his arms and waist and shoot breathlessly in return.

One after another, the few people that exited the ship were shot dead by Riggs and Ace. Screams and shouts were heard inside the ship. Pushing down his human shield, he spoke.

”I said you're on your way to hell.” he then fearlessly made strides towards the ship's passageway.

Meanwhile…

Ace had a subtle smirk on his face, having a glance at the bearded man's tattoo.

'The world is indeed small.' he thought internally.

He pulled the trigger aiming at man's chest, missing the vital parts to make him feel pain before dying. Seeing the stunned look of the enemies as if time froze, they were snapped back when Riggs started to shower them with bullets.