Chapter 26 - Long time no see

In one of the alleys there was a young guy with long hair tied in a man's bun. Standing there alone, he slowly put black leather gloves on his hands. At this moment, his indifferent gaze was glancing at the factory on the other side of the street.

- "Point number 2 - Never dare to touch what belongs to me." Victor whispered and threw the cigarette butt aside.

This factory is the place where watches are made. Once upon a time, this place was just an abandoned place that has now become one of the best businesses in this city.

When Victor entered the factory, his gaze slid over the people who were working on their tasks. Someone was assembling watches from spare parts. Someone was making watch straps, and someone was just standing and giving orders left to right.

That's exactly the person he was looking for, so he immediately went to him, not paying attention to the fact that at the moment he stands out too much against the background of all the workers who somehow began to stare at him from the side.

His tall and sturdy figure coupled with an extraordinary appearance. Dressed in a black coat, white sweater and black trousers created the feeling of a rich man.

- "Hey.. What are you doing here?" - asked a man with a bald head, clearly not happy with the fact that someone else was during the workflow.

- "Where's the boss here?" Victor asked, looking at him with a soft smile that didn't match his indifferent gray eyes.

"Listen, kid, come home.." - the bald man wanted to say, but soon a gloved hand landed on his shoulder, which made him feel like his shoulder slowly began to crack from a strong grip on it.

- "I'm me.. I'll take you.." the bald man stammered, clearly feeling his intense gaze on him like a predator.

After these words, the two of them went to the 2nd floor where, according to the man, the director's office is located. When she was at the door to the office, Victor waved in the direction of the bald man to leave.

- "Uh.. Okay.. I'll go." The bald man replied and disappeared from sight without turning around at full speed.

Pushing the door into the room, Victor felt a strong smell of tobacco with a mixture of alcohol inside. A pile of scattered papers, a desk filled with cigarette butts or empty whiskey bottles. And among the other clutter in the room, there was a man sitting at this table whom Victor did not recognize.

- "How did you get here and who the hell are you?" - the man asked, clearly a little drunk.

Victor did not answer his question, but began to slowly inspect the office, which was more like a dump than the director's office. He picked up a piece of paper from the floor, looked at it and saw that it was a yield report for the past month.

"So you are the director of this factory?" Victor asked, throwing away a crumpled piece of paper.

Sitting on a chair that was opposite the table and crossing his legs, he took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit it, exhaling a cloud of smoke directly into the face of the man opposite.

"I'll call security right away, boy.. This is not a place where anyone can hang around .."- said the man smoothing his dirty hair sideways.

Victor still did not pay attention to the man's words and calmly held a cigarette in his hand. Looking at the table, he noticed a sign with the name Jonathan Addington on it.

"So your name is Jonathan, hmm.. Then since we don't want to answer each other's questions, then let's do it differently." - after the words, Victor reached into his holster and took out an old battered Colt with a compensator from there, which made the man immediately turn pale.

"What are you trying to do?" Jonathan asked fearfully when he felt Victor's gaze on him.

*Pooh * *Pooh*

After turning the drum, Victor emptied the magazine leaving only 1 bullet. Then, with a movement of his hand, he aimed at his temple, still not taking his eyes off the man.

- "Since this is your first question, then I will be the first to shoot, since I don't want to answer your question." - after that, he pulled the trigger.

But the shot did not happen...

So he spun the drum again and this time aimed at the man.

"Are you the director of this factory? If you don't want to answer, as I did, then I will make a shot, but if you answer my question, then I won't pull the trigger, " said Victor with a soft smile on his face, which did not leave his face as he entered the factory.

- "Yes, yes! I'm the director! Ask what you want!" the man replied with panic in his voice.

"Then where is Marcus Baker now?" asked Victor.

The man immediately realized that the person opposite had come to the soul of his leadership and could not help but sigh from the fact that his direct boss somehow insulted this guy opposite. His empty eyes show that this man is clearly capable of killing anyone if necessary.

"He should be in his mansion right now.. I don't know anything else! I swear!" The man replied with a tremor in his voice.

When Victor heard the information, he got up, still holding the pistol in his hand, and went to the table to take an empty glass. Pouring whiskey into it, he drank it in one gulp.

Then he looked at Jonathan, who was already sweating all over and spoke slowly: - "You are one of those people with whom it is very pleasant to communicate.. "

* BANG*

Then he raised his hand with a pistol and pulled the trigger, but this time the bullet flew out of the muzzle and hit the man right in the forehead, which caused him to immediately die without even realizing what had happened.

- "I hate doing garbage collection.. *Sigh * Wait another week for my guys to come here.." - muttering something under his breath, Victor left the office.

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- "Ah.... Stronger!"

- "Oh, my baby!"

- "A-a-ah.."

Sitting on a large sofa, Victor surveyed his surroundings. He was currently in Marcus's mansion and sitting in a large living room. All the furniture was of the highest quality and made as exquisitely as money allowed. But sitting on the couch, he simultaneously heard the moans of a woman.

When the moaning stopped, 2 people came out of the room, a man with glasses and a blonde, both in dressing gowns. But after they left the room, they immediately came across Victor sitting on the sofa, who was savoring a glass of whiskey.

"It's been a long time, Marcus," Victor said with a gentle smile on his face.

At that moment, the man with glasses was clearly shocked by Victor's arrival, but it was not this that surprised him the most, but the fact that now all his people who were watching the security of his house were now lying on the ground with a through hole in their forehead. Moreover, every lying person had this phenomenon.

* BOOM*

When the woman who was next to him tried to scream, but even before she had time to say something, her body was thrown back, and then completely stopped moving.

*Knock*

Fear and horror gripped the guy with glasses that his legs failed at that moment.

Falling to his knees, Marcus vomited from everything he saw. His legs, which he no longer felt, were shaking, and a strong smell of blood next to him hit his nostrils, which apparently flowed from the forehead of the woman with whom he had sex with her a minute ago.

- "I see you're enjoying life," Victor said and walked slowly towards the bespectacled man standing on his knees, holding some papers in his hands.

When the contents of his stomach were completely on the floor, Marcus looked at Victor approaching and said with a shudder, "W-what are you doing?"

- "When I left the papers for Emilia, which you should have already known about, she should have received a percentage of the profit.." - squatting down, he grabbed Marcus by the hair and lifted him so that he looked into his eyes and spoke again: - "You didn't keep your word. Do you think I should punish you for this?"

"N-don't do that, Victor.. Y-you should know that my father won't let you go after everything you've done today.." Markus said, trying to contain the pain he felt at that moment when he was holding his hair.

He noticed that Victor had changed a lot. And it's not just about appearance and aura. And in his gray eyes, which absorbed him like a bottomless pit, into which he sank more and more.

Marcus knew that this boy was crazy, but he never thought that he would turn into this monster who would do anything. He had heard that Russians have no morals and at that moment he was completely convinced of it.

"I don't think your father will help you in any way right now. " after he finished speaking, he threw Marcus' face on the floor with all his might.

- "Ah-ah-ah!"

* Bam* *Bam*

After a few blows, Marcus' entire face was smashed. A broken nose, and several teeth lying on the floor turned his human face into something similar to the muzzle of a pig.

- "Sign all these papers, and then.. Maybe I'll let you go .." - said Victor letting go of the guy's hair and threw a bunch of papers and a pen on the floor in front of him.

- "Good! Good! I'll sign it just stop!"- said Marcus and with trembling hands began to sign the documents even despite their contents.

When he finished filling out all the paperwork, he raised his face. But at that moment, the muzzle of a pistol appeared in front of his face, pointed at his forehead, and a second later he heard Victor's powerful voice looking at him with absolute indifference: - "It was nice to work with you, Marcus Baker."

* BANG*

[Ding!]

[Task B of the "First Business" level has been completed 100% successfully.]

[A new "Orange box" item has appeared in your inventory.]