35 Chapter 31................................ Not. (1/2)
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*Click*
A man being tied up to a chair, panting, running out of breath. He tries to explain things to the person holding a gun at him, ”No, no. What's wrong with you people, my group is not involved in this, it was Serenade!”
”Right…” a feminine voice was heard from that person, ”But you were the one who told her though. How unfortunate…” The man's eyes widened, ”No, I—”
*BANG*
His brain shattered from the shot in the back of his head.
A sigh she let out. The room is filled with drops of blood scattered all over the floors, the ceiling, and even the walls have been painted red. Another woman in shrouded uniform walked in with bags filled to the brink, ”Wooh, you're really making a mess there, hon. On your period or something?” she asked.
”Shut up. How's your end?” Muffled as she asked her. The woman has no patience for jokes, had it been a funny one, she might crack for one.
”Fufu, feast your eyes” letting the bags down, ”They're so rich, honey. Can't help myself but take a few… for myself, Hehehe.”
Irritation welling up inside the woman's mouth. Her companion came out from the most secure safe ever built with a bag in each hand. Though hogging them all up was not supposed to be her objective. ”You, I told you to burn them!”
”Geh, I know, but… we can just keep it, you know. Besides, I've prepared some fakies in there and burn that instead. We're good.”
The woman palmed her head, ”Kurira, can't you just use your brain, what makes you think people are not going to find out that it's fake money?”
Now that she has brought it up, Kurira indeed hasn't thought of such possibility. ”Well, I mean…” shrugging, ”I don't think they will?”
The woman clicked her tongue. She's done with it. Arguing would just tire her out. It's not worth it. ”Whatever. Do what you want” sighing, ”Let's just go, I know where she is now.”
”Mm?”
Kurira pondered about why she is in a hurry, she should've known that they are completely safe now. Even if there will be some unprecedented appearance, they can just handle it when it happens.
The woman clicked her tongue once again, ”Come on!!”
”All right, all right. You don't need to yell.”
Kurira took the bags and then followed her to the outside. The buzzing noise of the flickering light keeps hissing under the woman's ears. She shook it off the same she flicks the gun's magazine aside and replaced it a new. After pocketing it, she adjusted her gloves and took off her mask. A beautiful young woman was unveiled.
The room next door has been wreaked havoc, countless people have been torn apart all over the place. The lights keep bleeping on and off, and the two walked underneath it. The woman put her mask back in her pocket and took out a black-neon cigarette as she walked into the elevator.
Kurira pushes the button down by kicking it and the woman smoke as the door closes. In the upper corner of the narrowed space, lies the security camera… it has been shot broken. It is easy to guess how it led to such state.
They go down several floors below, to the first floor.
As it opens, the place is completely in ruin. All of its people are lying around all over the place, one even stuck to the ceiling while the other stuck underneath a table.
There is someone that is still alive and struggling to crawl back outside.
Something as minor and relevant as him poses no threat even if he were to survive. Spinning the cigarette that the woman smoke, her eyes were clouded each time she took a whiff. That thing is an electric type cig and produces a lot of clouds, it is a lot healthier than regular smoke people used in the old generation.
She took another breath and went past the crawling man.
He only saw bits of them, the features that the women have. With a single glance, one can tell that the man's injury is quite severe, only with a miracle can he be saved. The woman's companion glanced at him. She was surprised that someone still yet to kick the bucket. ”Oh damn, you're still alive. Here let me help you.”
The man's throat is dried to the bone, ”Huh, what are you.” He looks up, seeing Kurira hastily walk up to him. He was even more shocked when he found out that, she does indeed try to help him. But not in a way that is actually counting as ”Help”.
Kurira raised her leg, and then smashed his head with her feet.
*Takk*
The man broke his nose with his teeth fall all over. He's constantly gasping for air as Kurira lets her feet leave his face. However, she raised her foot again and stomped him again.
*Takk*
Lifting it up again.
*Takk*
*Takk*
Each of her stomps keeps getting harder and harder each time she does it. Her shoes have already painted in deep red, yet she doesn't stop.
*Takk*
*BANG*
Though, she did quickly stop with a sudden gunshot from the woman who is waiting for her by the door. The man's head is completely gone by that bullet.
Shrugging as she rejoined her again. That was fun she thought, yet she couldn't enjoy it since there is that woman around. Though, she didn't mind it.
The said woman along with her companion, Kurira, walked outside and went inside a super-sports car. Kurira took off her mask, revealing an edgy-sided purple hair with many piercing on her ears. Heavily makeup in goth and she got a BITCH tattoos on her neck.
The woman in the driver's wheel threw an old generation phone at her and she catches it neatly. The woman said, ”Just tell them the group was already done in by someone when we got in, they know nothing about the girl.”
Kurira nodded like she doesn't care, ”Okay.”
She tapped the phone really fast, and after she sent the message to the local police group. She crushed the phone entirely and throw it outside, soon after, it's burning out of nowhere.
The woman gassed up and slowly drive outside the premise.
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Passing many skyscrapers inside the city, the woman drives the car normally. Kurira helped her navigate the map and tell her which direction she has to go, ”400 to the right.”