Deep in an alley, a group of people dressed in ck cloth with hoods over their heads and masks covering their faces. Stood beside a dpidated building. The alley devoured of people in the cold rain.


    The continuous thumping sound of the raindrop, and whispering of the cold breeze, blew to the face of these men. However, these men didn''t care.


    A light sh across the sky, illuminating the dark alley, followed by thunderous sound, striking the core of every living thing in the surrounding. These continue for a few minutes. Thus, amid these phenomena, a car tire creaks, sending mud water, sshing everywhere. The car halogen light illuminating the nearby dark building, entering a building.


    After a few minutes, the group in the dark alley moves. The pitter-patter of the rain continues while the men enter the building. They took every step carefully, and their breathing, equally controlled. They moved in the darkness''s shadow, not making a sound.


    "Two people o top. Others follow me." Emma whispered with a tight lip.


    Instantly, two people depart from the group while the others kept approaching their target. A few minutester, in an open space with a single light sourceing from the ceiling. Three ck jeeps parked with six heavily armed men in front of them. Emma''s group watched from the back of cartons.


    "Aman, sorry for keeping you waiting." A well-built man walked out from the opposite shadow. Behind him, ten fully armed men appeared.


    "No. No. My friend, Vinz." Aman looked at Vinz, spreading his lips. "I just got here. Where is my package?"


    "Ha, Ha. As usual. Straight to business." Vinz gave a hand signal. A burly man brought a ck suitcase. "I never disappoint. Show me yours."


    "Good!" Aman brought a small rectangr box in a grey color. "The fund is here as agreed."


    "I know I won''t regret doing business with you." Vinz disyed his missing set of teeth. "Boys, check it out."


    Vroom!


    Right then, two ck jeeps entered the building, startling those insides. The cars stopped at the edge of the light boundary. The world waspletely still. Nothing moved, not a leaf quivered, but over the silence brooded a ghostly calm and whispered of smoking breath as it rose in gasps and lingered in the frosty air.


    Creak, the car doors opened. Everyone in the building turned their head toward the unknown visitors holding their breath. The single dim light couldn''t illuminate the building, putting everyone on their guard.


    Every second was like eternity. Creak, but these were the sound of footstepsing down from the two jeeps.


    The footstep became louder and louder. Five men came out of the darkness, fully armed with an illustrious viper tattoo on their neck.


    "Didier! What the hell are you doing here!" Aman yelled. He pointed his rifle at Didier, ready to shoot.


    They could cut the thick atmosphere with a knife. Everyone held their weapon, looking at each other with wariness.


    "What do you mean, what I''m doing here!" Didier snickered, bringing out a 9mm pistol from his belt. "This is my turf. Do you believe you could do something on my turf without us knowing? Humph! Child y." He took a step forward and looked at Vinz. "I presume you''re not from Vulture City. Right?"


    "Yeah, I''m not-- Any problem with that!" Vinz raised his brow without blinking.


    "Na! Na! Look here, Aman gang is just a third-rated gang. And where you''re standing— is my turf. So, I''m here. I want to be part of the deal," Didier answered.


    "No problem. All I care about is money. I don''t give a damn fuck who gets the package." Vinz announced, looking at Aman directly in the eyes.


    "Do you really want to do that!" Aman''s deepening voice echoed in the tense atmosphere. His gaze moved from Vinz to Didier with his muscles quivering.


    "Yeah. The highest bidder wins." Vinz ignored Aman''s menacing gaze. "The bid starts from $100 million. You can increase the bid by $10 million. Start bidding. I don''t have all day."


    "Vinz! The deal was $50 million! When did it change--"


    "$110 million." Didier interrupted Aman. He looked at Aman like an idiot. He smirked. ''They have suppressed far too long us. With this, we have the chance to change our situation. Let see how those cocky bastards fear when our men became stronger than them''


    "Are you bidding or not?" Vinz asked Aman casually while trying to hide his smile. ''Wow! I don''t know my luck will be this good in this backward city.''


    Aman gnashed his teeth. "120" ''Let see how you leave vulture alive with this.''


    "130"


    "140"


    "200" Didier looked Aman "If you can outbid that. I won''t bid again." He assured confidently.


    Vinz stared with lips widened. "Aman, your luck is good. I''d know this package will be yours finally. So, what do you say?"


    "Shut the fuck up. Don''t you think am a fool that I don''t understand your mind game?" Aman roared.


    "Why the anger?" Vinz brought a cigar from his suit, lighting up with his lighter, puffing the smoke, ignoring all the gazes directed at him. "I believe you don''t have the balls to bid again. So, --" He turned to Didier. "The package is yours. Where is my money?"


    Didier smiled. He brought out a small grey box. He pressed some keys on the box and gave it to Vinz. "Here."


    Aman watched the transaction between Didier and Vinz with fire in his eyes. ''If I don''t get my hand on that package. My gang should forget existing in Vulture City.'' He tightened his muscle. ''How the fuck did the Viper gang knew about the deal.''


    Ha! Ha! Ha!


    "Nice doing business with you." Vinz smile, reaching his ear.


    "Sure! Sure. If you have more interesting things in the future. Don''t hesitate to contact us. We are pleased to oblige to any deal." Didier responded with a satisfying smile over his face.


    Bang!


    What!