The Kings

"I think I lost him." He heavily breathed, slouching his back against the brick wall.

Before he could catch his breath, a hand reached out from behind him and grabbed his collar. With a forceful push, he was slammed against the brick wall in the small narrow alleyway. He was punched and kicked a couple of time before that person had let him go.

"Now tell me, who is the leader of The Kings?" A man dressed entirely in black growled impatiently. He had wasted enough time chasing this useless scum.

"I-I don't know!" he shouted, cowering on the ground. He was holding his head with both hands shivering in fear. "Please, I swear!"

"Oh?" The man dressed in black smirked. He took out his gun and pointed at the man laying on the ground.

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"Wait, wait, wait! I only know that sometimes the leader appears as a woman and sometimes a man."

"Hmm...In other words, you are useless." The man dressed in black sighed and pulled the trigger.

A loud "bang" rang throughout the silent night, but no one dares to step out of their house to take a peak. It was normal to hear this type of "noise" in this neighborhood. The man dressed in black calmly took out a pack of cigarette from his back pocket. He smoked one after another next to the dead body until there was only one left. He burned that last one all the way without taking a puff out of it before tossing it to the ground.