Ripple Effect

In the Managing Director's office, the leader of the Big Circle Boys, Yang Dawei, was staring at his stopwatch and holding a walkie-talkie in his other hand. He grit his teeth at the screams and commotion filtering through its speaker.

"The motherf*ckers! They killed Old Eight!"

A man soaked from the rain suddenly burst in. One hand gripped a sniper rifle, the leather glove of his other hand soaked red with the blood that was flowing from his shoulder.

"Boss!" he panted, "the cops know about this place! We need to clear out!" The man, Old Seven, had rushed back to their base as quickly as possible, after his run-in with the police force at the bamboo forest. Though he had managed to stall them quite a bit, it had quickly become a evident to him that a change of plan was necessary.