FORBIDDEN CITY [Rise of Saints]
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Episode (Six) ~~~The Escape~~~
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Story Written By:::: Dave Sun
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I open my eyes and have a view of my surrounding, it really looks so strange to me. I was tied up like a bundle of woods.
“Where the hell am I? I asked myself, that was when I remember everything.”
“Zack sold me out; I can't believe this, was he lying to me that he was a saint.”
Suddenly, a door open wide as some group of hoodlums enters, of course they were the drew gangs follow by an Andrew.
“See who we got here; Carl Martyr; a prodigal son returning home after so many years; haha! Wassup little brvh!” Andrew asked.
“You gringo, You're so evil, he trusted you, they all do, but what did yo fucking do? Just stabbed 'em really hard, I swear if I escaped Im'a gonna destroy everything you labor for; turn this place to a graveyard then the saints rule the city back.”
“Oh-oh, Wooo.... you scare me, and it seems like someone is infuriated.” Referring to his thugs as he faced me and continue.
“It hurt awful but yo got to know Carl, I always adore yo but don't use that chance that yo till breathing. If you try something funny Im'a gonna kill yo!
“So what are yo gonna do with me, keep me here forever?”
“I think so if that will be the case, but I'll just love you to work for me and don't think of escaping from my grip; my thug is over this world.”
I spit out saliva from my mouth to his face as he clean it off and laugh, one of his thugs gave me a blow on my chin as I stare furiously at him.
“I can see Carl that yo need it a hard way.” He said.
“Fuck yo and ya thugs!” I shot out.
“Well I will give yo some time to think; Simon yo really did a good job and make sure that yo guys keep him safe; Joey and Josh c'mon let get outta here and Carl welcome back to forbidden city.”
I watch as Andrew left his thugs as two accompany him. What will I fucking need to do now. I can't stay here. Whew; I need a good plan; I really need to get rid of 'em first before escaping, I will make sure I deal with 'em without mercy.
“Water; I require some water, I'm thirsty. I demand, but Simon only turn facing me and laugh at the same time.”
“How many are you guys in this room?” I asked again.
“Did you think of escaping, just flush that off your fucking mind, there's no place yo gonna leave this place and there's only one entrance here.”
“Whoa, good to know, and I'm not surprised this place seem like an old warehouse.” I added.
“It just a storage room saphead, better make decision before its late!” He said.
“I till insisted; how many?” I query.
“Fine; still, you can't escape on our watch, we are only six thugs in this building.”
“Interesting; can I have water now, remember yo can't hurt me because ya leader need me alive and if yo doesn't wanna be a dead man just do as I say!”
Simon picked a bottle of whiskey as he makes me swallow it, I spit it inside his eyes as he tries to clean it off, I use both my leg kicking his sultan as he fell down, he tries to be on his feet I jump high pinning him down as I bit his left ear and spit the whiskey again inside his wound, he tries to scream I use my head and headbutt his mouth hitting him hard which he couldn't say anything. I stood up to untie myself while he was groaning in pains.
“This is for blowing my precious chin, jeez that was so painful!” I said to him, returning the favor.
I tie him up too, I open the door slowly seeing two mobsters who were playing cards and drinking, I pick up the available wood heading towards 'em.
“Hello Muchachos!” I whispered.
Before those motherfuckers stood up, I have already used the wood on 'em as they fell down on the floor, I pick up their remaining drinks as I help myself. I feel so energetic as I pick up one of their gun and headed toward the door. I open it wide and two thugs were seen guarding. They bring out their guns, which I lift my hands up pretending to surrender. I just stood waiting for 'em to approach first as they moved towards me. The first one wanted to grab me as I kick his sultan as he groaned in pain. I used the gun, shooting the other one head as he lay down dead. Hearing the gunshot, the remaining one approach as I shoot him off before finishing the last one.
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