Polished Dirt

"We are NATO's concierge, you prick with a cyclop's face."

Simon fists a one good punch to GFS private security guards face and steps over his face.

"We are here for your sick royal household Queen and her deprived SODRA sex sect. We are here to kill you all."

"He cannot hear you Simon. He is from Poland."

Lord Ignacius helps Simon understand and kicks him hard in the stomach.

"I think I will go in with Pioter Blat to ask his sweet family about their knowledge of USSS Bider's Pachinko's lab."

"Yes captain Mage and we will hold him down."

They start keeping his mouth shut one foot while kicking him outside his front door.

"One moment guys. What was his name?"

"Rob Dutch."

They keep kicking him until Lord Ignacius has a bright idea.

"I think we polish our shoes in his blood."

Magnum Mage walks to see with Pioter Blat to see her in a kitchen cooking dinner while her husband is eating NATO foot for starters.

"I would like to ask you if we would not make more trouble while your husband is outside with a couple questions you could answer."

Pioter Blat asks a few more questions showing her way forward his hand to the living room from an awful site away outside their doors.

"Are you Dutch?"

She can see a glimpse of Magnum Mage hanging in a holster with two yellow stars and Kamo cut on his silver revolver handle.

They can hear front doors closed.

Pioter Blat does walk in the living room and sits near a table asking her politely to sit holding his grey wool suit jacket in blue jeans.

She takes a seat.

"We are not Dutch."

She quickly spreads her legs open before our intelligence officers eyes looking Magnum Mage in the eye letting all of her secrets out.

The time Simon and Ignacius stopped feeding him their NATO boots for a side meal breaking his rib cage to pieces.

They stop and take a look unconscious body lying outside his countryside house.

"Is it a nice piece, Ignurs."

"Ya Ya I am Ignurs and a good artist knows when to stop."

He kicks him swinging his head to the floor dropping him to bleed out his ears to the floor waking him up from a deep sleep.

Rob Dutch opens his jaw to scream but Simon steps over his mouth full of floor dirt to have him quiet in a peaceful neighbourhood.

Ignacius lets a series of straight kicks in his genitals.

They are kept busy while Pioter Blat holds the poor housewife's hand listening to her sobbing and holding her tears back she tells her story how he used her.

Her name was Justina Valentine and he married her to make a sex slave for sick Netherlands Queen Patricia Willingness sex sect SODRA.

Polish SODRA sexual sect major aim was to abuse women for sex slavery they would sleep with Netherlands Parliamenterians and would steel their information to Royal Palace she could hold them on their genitalia.

It was unfortunately outside Lord Ignacius broke one to see it bleeding past his suit trousers the time it came dinner to cook.

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Hizen Yokai and Oni Yosuke contract killers hired to kill Dr Fujimaru in a loose cannon winner takes all fight to the death did not end up to a plan.

His Hangure scouts lead by Girts Bosu made a fake ambush for Polish sexual secta SODRA to ambush hired contract killers Hizen Yokai and Oni Yosuke.

Katu Netu did make a call to finally kill SODRA sick sect but SODRA made prior arrangements from the sick Royal Dutch Household to ambush and kill them when MD Dr Bider and his Pachinko's Group was alive and well.

Polish SODRA contract killers did carry out their duties past their contract owner lifespan but died in a gun battle without mercy.

Stefan and Cheslov did observe from Klaipeda on short journey via ferry and land their murder as observers once they were successful closed taxi business.

They both stood outside Sakura tree looking in plain sight at how somebody does their job.

The easy breeze and relaxing leaning tree did help to have a sunshine cloudy afternoon enjoying the air.

The Dr Henrik's LIT Group was a capable in a full view see murder to slaughter in gardens take part in a park near Maarssen Lords Mansions.

Dr Fujimaru did walk in the park, lit his cigarette and noticed it was an empty packet.

"I should have brought cigarettes. I will need it."

A gardener approached to have a light.

"I forgot my lighter." He nodded, showing a baseball sign to his teammate to take a look if it was clear to strike holding one hand behind him but he did not respond.

Dr Fujimaru holds his cigarette in his mouth and asks a question. "Are you from Japan?"

"I am."

"I am too." When gardener Hizen Yokai is distracted from the silence of his team he takes a look to see him.

Dr Fujimaru lets in a fixed blade to his side not killing him but injuring him enough he could not run.

Oni Yosuke was unable to move from a gun in his mouth. Girts Bosu was holding a tight grip looking in his eyes past the gun aiming in his eyes their gaze never felt apart.

Yokai did twist his ribs to pull sharp edges out and run to the sides past trees when two scouts kicked him over in casual clothes.

His frail hands from loss of blood presses on grass and soil hoping to pull further away.

But they walk closer to have their leg cut open and another foot stabbed in.

He stands up and makes a run.

Oni seizes opportunity hoping take advantage of the handgun off Girts Bosu to make an escape.

Girts makes a moment of fail to look aside in a moment of heat and they struggle for firearm Girts fires a hot steal past his abdominal clean leaving him twist to his side's holding hands.

He drops to his knees.

Yokai does stand up free and jumps to his knee make a last run to feel a sharp pain in his back from Dr Fujimaru blade.

"I told you we should not have brought youth to a fight." Dr Fujimaru pulls Yokai closer to Oni and drops both to their knees ignoring them not looking at his killers.

Hizen Yokai and Oni Yosuke both kneeling in a soiled soil bleeding, feeling a bullet and knife cut to stab wounds barely breathing, aiming for their life.

They can see Dr Fujimaru finished his call to drop his cigarette and step on it.

He walks closer to fire two bullet holes to each face and end their miserable lives.

"I think I got two technicians. I need an engineer now."

Girts Bosu bows and offers a towel to wipe his gun off.

"It must feel great."

"I never feel great stepping over cockroaches because it only makes them more."

He takes a tissue and cleans his handgun to pass it back Girts Bosu slides it under his black belt.

The man bald head wearing dark leather jacket leaves.

"You should be happy we just took out the bad roots of this garden."

He tells Girts Bosu.

Girts Bosu bows once more to see his team leader leave to a car just parked outside and two more cars pull over closer men leaving running to assist their Girts Bosu.

He waved a cloth. They could take a closer look at coordinates they pick up bodies and injured teammates.

They leave for sushi cafe it could come to their freezerstorage in dispose.