The Leader Of The Bandana Bandits

The Main Hideout Of The Yellow Bandana Bandits...

The Yellow Bandana Bandits recently took over a junkyard that hadn't been occupied with junk just as yet. They decided on the junkyard as their main hideout. The hideout was located towards the east end of the city. To mark that the junkyard was their hideout, they made a huge bright yellow flag that was noticeable to everyone who passed around the area. The Yellow Bandana Bandits placed fear into the citizens of the underwater city. They were mugged from time to time. However, after a while, people would eventually get used to it. Over by the east end of the city was much darker than the rest of the bright underwater city. Near the entrance of the junkyard laid 2 Yellow Bandana Bandit riflemen, whose accuracy was not to be fucked with. The 2 riflemen had binoculars in their position. When a rifleman was looking through his binoculars, he saw an incoming delivery truck covered in dirt, rust, and blood. The rifleman was about to open fire until he recognized the one who was driving the truck. Open the gates!!" shouted the rifleman. As the delivery truck approached the front of the gates, the gates slowly opened.

As the delivery truck entered the hideout, the gates shut. The bandit was driving the truck opened the door, quickly running towards the back of the truck. The bandit opened the back of the truck, allowing his other comrades who had Jose on a stretcher. Jose's entire face was covered in blood. He had many internal and external injuries. Jose's comrades managed to snap his arm back in place while he laid unconscious." We need a doctor!!" yelled the bandit who was driving the delivery truck he and his comrades found in a vacant junkyard. " What's going on?" " What happened to Jose?" asked one of the bandits who were already in the junkyard. What did this to him?" Not what." Who." " You mean a person did this to Jose The Butcher!" " I thought he was tough as nails!" " Look shut the fuck up!" You have no idea what just happened so shut the fuck up and get a doctor!" yelled a Yellow Bandana Bandit. " Did you get the weapons?" Go get a fucking doctor!!"

Eventually, a doctor came for Jose and looked at his wounds. A couple of Yellow Bandana Bandits placed Jose's body inside where it was heated. The door opened his shirt, beginning to tend to his wounds. He needed surgery. One of the surgeries was brain surgery. As one of the doctors was about to operate on the unconscious Jose, the leader of the Yellow Bandana Bandits slowly walked in, smoking a cigar. The leader's name was Albert Valentino, a man who loved to gamble with people's lives. Albert wore a white dress shirt, a blue silk suit with a blue tie, and shoes made from sharkskin. Albert Valentino was 35 years old. He wore very expensive gold plated glasses. Without them, he was blind as a fucking bat. He also wore black leather gloves. Albert stood up to 5'9. Not only Albert is the leader of the Yellow Bandana Bandits. He was also a weapons dealer, an investor, and a spokesman. He claimed a net worth of 100 million dollars. " What happened here?" Who did this Jose?" Jose's comrades laid next to him. Some man named Cross Rodriguez." Albert removed the cigar from his mouth, exhaling the smoke out of his nostrils. " If you see this man again will you have the berries to bring him here to my face?" The bandits didn't answer for a couple of seconds. " Well?!!" Yes!" yelled the bandit. " I mean yes boss." Tsk." Begone."