Gunshots Chapter 35
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“F**k!” Sylvester and Jaemin chorused with popping wide eyes.
Tiger’s eyes widened for only a sec, and immediately he got over it, he grabbed her @ss and hardened it, not minding the heat of the burning car on their bodies.
“Wait…is that The Terminator for real?” Jaemin blinked in confusion.
“Beats me” Sylvester’s eyes widened more when she broke the kiss, but she immediately reconnected their lips again.
“The f**k!” Jaemin spat.
“No, no…this has gotta be programmed” Sylvester laughed.
“It’s not a dream, dude” Jaemin muttered.
Toyota broke the kiss again, and she was about to kiss him for the third time when Tiger held her shoulders, holding her down.
“Tigress” he whispered, and her face went down. For a moment, she couldn’t look him in the eye, but when she finally did, he smiled.
“Were you scared?” He asked, and she stepped away from him.
“Scared? Stop getting ahead of yourself. Why would I be scared of your death” she said, and he smiled again.
“You’re good at saying the exact opposite of what you’re feeling, you’re the exact replica of Chancellor”
“Whatever” she muttered, walking away from him.
Sylvester and Jaemin finally came closer. “How the eff did you survive it, boss” Jaemin smiled.
“Check the car out” Tiger replied, and they both walked to the car. It’s the car they brought, the one Tiger and Toyota came in.
“It’s ours!” Sylvester gasped, and he faced Jaemin immediately.
They stuck hands.
All the cars in Sin-Nation were built with 100 percent monoammonium phosphate and carbon dioxide which gets released at the feel of the slightest heat in the car, so even if it blows up with planted bomb, only the exterior will experience the whole fire, the interior will be fine.
That’s exactly what happened during the fire. Tiger’s shirt got burnt by the exterior fire when he was coming out actually, and Sancho is fine, he’s just unconscious as a result of the injection.
“I’m gonna end him same place I ended Alberto at, get him into the car” Toyota smirked.
Jaemin and Sylvester carried Sancho into the car, and they all got in the cars too.
“Where’s Jezebel?” Tiger asked.
“She went back in the second car I think, she’s got food poisoning” Sylvester replied.
“Drive” Toyota ordered sharply.
“Yes boss” Jaemin replied, driving out of the base.
They arrived at the street after twenty mins, and Sancho was dragged into the old house.
Alberto’s dried blood is still on the floor in clotted dots, and her mark is still on the wall.
The mere sight of that made Toyota so happy that she began thinking of possible ways to make him shed blood as Sylvester and Jaemin tied him to the chair.
Tiger sat on a chair and got himself a smoke, lightening it to start smoking obsessively, thinking about the kisses earlier.
He tried hard to figure out why she did that, but the only answer he got was fear, she felt fear when she couldn’t see him for just one minute, does that mean things are changing?
The devil doesn’t fear, in fact he had never seen that emotion in her beautiful eyes before, but it was so evident earlier, he saw it clearly.
Is she starting to return his feelings for her? She starting to love him?
He never wanted to get his hopes high cos of her unpredictability and indecipherable personality, but it’s driving him crazy, so much.
He blew out smokes as he watched her get a plank from the ground which she hit heavily on Sancho’s head, and that woke the motherf cker!
The plank left a cut on his head, and his blood formed a stream down his face as his eyes opened.
“Why the f**k am I here!!!! Who the hell are you guys!!! The car blew up!!!” He shouted, and Toyota smiled poignantly as she hung the plank on her shoulders, holding it with her two arms.
This scene amuses her, there’s nothing more thrilling. As usual, she’s having the time of her life, and she can’t wait for get to the climax.
Alberto’s was thriller with a mix of comedy cos of how he kept peeing on himself, but this will be thriller and horror.
He’s gutsy and stubborn than Alberto, the thrill will only get more intense.
“What are all your tattoos and muscles for? You’re a lightweight” Toyota smiled.
“Fk you!!! Fk you ok? F**k your @ss!” He yelled obstinately, and that was replied with a flick from Tiger’s angle.
He threw a dagger at him, and it got stuck in his arm.
“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
His first cry came, and Toyota laughed so loud, facing the ceiling as her laughter echoed like a witch’s.
“Shut your mouth! Talk about her @ss again, and it’ll be your skull next” Tiger muttered, and Sancho tightened his lips on each other in fear.
“You own several weapon bases, and yet you can’t combat?” Toyota finally stopped laughing.
“I…I only…I only know how to… handle… weapons,…my … My bouncers are…my fighters” he stuttered, and Toyota’s look went cold as she threw down the plank and rested her palms on the armrest of the chair.
Her piercing cold eyes stared down at him, and he froze on his seat as her necklace dangled on his face.
The two babies heads began swinging like an hypnotist’s pendulum, and his eyes followed it for a minute before he got a hang of it.
“Term…ina… Terminator!!!” He peed in his pants just like Alberto, and Sylvester began laughing.
“Now this is thriller, horror and comedy, what’s the genre?” Jaemin grinned.
“Deathmance” Sylvester replied.
“What the f**k” Jaemin grinned.
“You only handle weapons, meaning one thing. You’re the one who shot down the couple at Hope Hospital that year, the Stonington family!” Toyota gnarled.
“Huh? That mission? Y..y..yes…it was our biggest since we started hunting for Godzilla, we were four who went for it” he said shakily, and his eyes widened.
“Y.. y.. you’re revenging for that? Who’re you?”
Toyota smiled with the right side of her lips, and she stood straight before grabbing his face in his palms, giving him several cuts with her sharp nails.
“Arggggg!!! Aarrgg!! Please… don’t.. don’t…
“Yes! You guys are four, four devils who made me this way, four monsters who painted my world with anguish! Four morons!!!” She yelled, her eyes so bloodshot already, and that terrified Sancho so much that he peed himself again.
“There are…there are three… there men” he stuttered fearfully, and she let go of his face.
“Tell me in details” she muttered ominously.
“There are three men, and a lady who dressed like a guy that day, she…she was the one who…who dug out the…the organs” he stuttered, and she smirked.
“Name?”
“Yen…Yenicall Ortega… she’s a…a drug dealer who has… several cartels in the underworld” he stuttered, and Toyota finally smiled.
Her next victim is a female, how much she loves this game!
It gets exciting the more she goes deeper, and the fact that she’s a female is giving her loads of ideas already.
How about inserting an hot metal into her p*ssy? Cutting off her bbs and grinding them in a blender to fry for her to eat…How about making her menstruate forcefully??? Fk!
What could be more exciting!
The thoughts made her get her baby blades, and the first place that got cut were Sancho’s fingers.
The fingers he held the guns with to shoot her parents, those f**king fingers!
His cries flew into the night sky, sending signals to the birds and flies, he’s in the 99th hell as she cut off the fingers of his second hand too, picturing how he shot the gun in her head.
The fingers fell on the ground like raw grains of rice, and she went for his arms next, cutting them off completely at once.
“F**k!” Sylvester spat as he witnessed the arms going down.
“That’s some friggin bloody thriller” Jaemin smiled as Sancho’s blood formed a flowing stream just like Alberto’s.
It was flowing so much till it started reaching their angle.
Toyota return the knifes to her straps and got the two-way rod from the other time.
It still has Alberto’s blood on it, and without waiting, she shoved it into his stomach, causing blood to fly out of his mouth.
She began drawing out his organs, and Tiger smiled.
Nothing beats watching her exert pains on the guilty like this, there’s always an immeasurable joy that comes with it.
Back then in Atlanta, they were taught to have a smile on their faces even if they’re in the middle of an unquenchable fire, even if you’re dying, make sure you have the last laughter, and while dealing with the guilty, allow your face to showcase that same emotion! Smile and watch it like a spectacular!
Never turn away from blood, never take pity on the guilty, even the innocent! Kill without showing any remorse.
Tiger smiled when he remembered the cruel rules by Toxica, but the smile was short when he remembered she’s the reason why he had to leave Atlanta without taking Toyota along.
By now, Sancho’s body and organs has fallen in pieces already, and she sliced off his prick before dipping her fingers into his blood.
She drew her mark on the wall and smiled at her art, it’s beautiful.
Her laughter echoed in the dark night as she began walking out of the building.
Tiger stood and followed, then the hitmen followed behind.
Two men down! They’re left with two others before they’d get to Godzilla himself.
“Yenicall Ortega” she muttered the name of the next victim.
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TO Be Continued