Desperate Measures and Terror Online (Part 1)

Two more days later, Alleyway Near the Edge of Surrey,

Myuri gloomily walked towards his designated place to meet up with his men, the only difference was that the swag and levity in his daily life at this moment was nowhere to be found.

His clothing had been blackened and tattered along with one side of his face seemed to suffer minor burning which was unusual red in color, look like he met with some accident but aside from these few superficial injuries he had no incapacitating or life threatening injury from the look of it.

He cast a glance to his side about seven to eight people rushing over to his side in less than a minute . All of them were walking a step behind him, notably everyone in some kind of agitated state as one of them spoke out in mounting anger.

" Boss, we shouldn't let them go easily, two of our brothers died because of their filthy plan, Boss we should show everyone what exactly happened if-"

" I say we should straighty rise the complaint to that scary old man " a feminine looking person interjected and persuaded Myuri 

" Woah, are you nuts.... idiot! even if they take it seriously we will be punished with them as well, besides you think he would really support us? " a man with red beards sneered.

" Who are you calling idiot, you b**** we could've died there, wasn't he one ordered everyone not to interfere or attack one another during this task?"

" Then go on try to ' complain ' or get rid of them, don't expect us to do anything against them right now"

"So you are saying, we should just forget about this whole incident, is that correct? They even had designs for our boss"

"Sigh! forget it you are really not worth m-"

" Enough! " Myuri glared at them which immediately shut them up.

He looked at the two of them and said " Now is not the time to go against them, "

"Boss-" 

"Don't think for a second I would tolerate your insolence" he glare at him with killing intent " It's not that simple do use your head from time to time "

The red beard sniggered at the sight of his friend/rival shrinking his neck in fear 'tch tch!'

These two people were elites in his gangs with few other people, he didn't intend to punish them as efficiently in this task further, these elites were the true deterring factor to a top gang.

The rank elites were sparse in even top level gangs, and he nearly lost about half of his elite one way or another two of them in no shape for the task and three people died right in front of his eyes. 

Aside from monkey two of his elite along with about ten of his men died in the fight with his rival gang, as he wasn't too surprised Agni would be furious from his continuous Interruption in his gang matters.

But what he wasn't expecting was that the cultists turned a blind eye towards the whole affair, he knew he miscalculated things and not all of them cared about this task like that old man. Even though he got reprimanded and warned by them he underestimated their unpredictable personality, they were already displeased by the event that happened during their first meeting.

This was just their way of making their gang suffer some more but he wasn't foolish enough to argue with them anymore he was also filled with frustration and anger but he could do nothing.

He decided that after things ended he will personally go, challenge that pr*** to death deal and strangle the f****** with his two hands, Myuri definitely wouldn't let them go for this attack.

Myuri's face turned into confusion as he was distracted by something he slowed down and listened attentively.

" Hey did you guys hear something? " Myuri asked his people.

Just now he heard a few muffled yells and curses but wasn't sure as the sound was very minuet as he had to ask his men to clarify whether they heard it too or he started to imagine things.

" F*** " He didn't bother to wait for their answer as he realized where exactly the sound was coming from. He feared it was likely another attack from flamethrowers " Damn it damn it! If I don't butcher you guys this time I will be much of a loser to lead a gang"

His face was livid as he sprinted towards the sound, exactly the place he order his men to meet up, he never thought this would lead to another tragedy  ' If it's your schemes, I will kill you with my own hands today no matter what, I don't care whether its the Dark tower backing you up I'm not going to tolerate you'

The curses and wail getting clear and clear to him as he got closer ,Myuri and his entourage rushed into the alley "Huh? "

"What the f*** ? "

" Stop, hey b**** didn't you hear me, stay your hand right now "

Before Myuri could respond, those two rushed up-to the assailant threatening him, ' Was this really the work of a skinny twerp... he did all of this?' He looked at the scene in a dazed struggle to understand what might have happened.

Myuri remembered this youth very well, a moody frail looking youth, he beat up a week and few days ago but what amazed him was two of his elite were rolling in pain while five other thugs lying down ' Feinted? '

He couldn't help but size up the youth ones more, his face turned serious as the youth avoided the fists of his most talented two underlings with little to no difficulty 'Was he sent here by someone... nah?' he slowly walked towards the three 'If I remember correctly this kid liked to roaming around the edge, he was around here last time too '

Myuri crouched down and checked the pulse of the nearby body. His eyes turned cold ' he was barely breathing more like a struggling to breathe ' he turned his attention to fight then order his men to surround him from the other side.

As he get over the shock and surprises, the monstrous rage once again reared its head 'How bold, where did this punk get such a courage to retaliate he, should have known who we are and the consequences of offending them '

'Could it be he came here for revenge?' Even he chuckled at such a idiotic thoughts he shake his head ' Hmm....it's also possible he heard about What happened and use the fighting between two gangs as a cover to kill his men... or did he want to make a name while using my men as stepping stone ' as he thought about this he, lost the little bit of rationality he was holding him down.

" I give you two more minutes to fight him, if you can't beat him and bring him to me, then back off make sure he doesn't escape in any way " he coldly ordered the red beard and feminine looking one.

" YES BOSS! "Even though both are startled by their boss' chilling words they obediently agree with him they knew this wasn't the time to argue with him.

"Hey, B**** what are you a lousy rat stop running around and fight us like a man " the feminine looking man screamed at the youth in frustration.

"RAAAAAH!" The red beard tried to catch him in his burly arms, he was afraid his fun time would come to an end, it was hard to find someone this natural and talented.

Yes, he could immediately tell, the youth wasn't an experienced fighter when it came to fighting but he was so natural he could make up for it, the two of them often got surprised by this kid's awareness of fighting and quick thinking.

They both are best amongst crows or even compared to elites of other gangs they could be placed in upper middle ranks so why can't the both of them add up couldn't land a single serious hit.

They have yet to do any real damage to him, he was little skeptical unlike the la***** He was more level headed, so he was a little apprehensive about ambush, now he was completely sure this scrawny kid was the one who knocked out this useless fellow.

" Huh! " *whoosh* *KaPow*Crunch*

The distraction cost him a great deal, the bearded thug fell down from the ruthless punch, 'Damn it my nose' his eyes were swimming and felt dizzy. He had no choice but to lie down.

" You, useless Ba****** can't you keep your eyes open " a  familiar scream came from his side.

" Ou paking la***** watch out fo-"  he saw something speeding towards him *Thwack* SLAM* He felt firsthand his brain rattled in his skull as his body slid over a couple of feet and his head slammed into the wooden wall. He fainted right away, too much stimulation for him to stay awake.

*WHAMM! *"You puny runt, it looks like I have been going easy on you in our last meeting" a cold voice alarmed the youth before he could react to something slamming into his side.

The youth rolled down then twitched from the intense pain " I see, you got a little better than last time, impressive!" *Wiiizz* *Thwack, thwack *

" But you are sure an ungrateful runt, Did you forget something, it was me who let you live but here you are kicking my men ass, rebel against our rules " *Zap Zap*Pow pow pow pow pow *Thwack *

He reached out and grabbed handfull of the youth hair as he looked at the youth face ' Pretty little thing thought he could get away with this stunt, hehe'

Aside from being pretty the boy has defiant eyes, he didn't notice anything when he beat up the boy last time.

But he felt two strong emotions, fear and anger. Just looking at this brat's defiant and indifferent look fired up Myuri's subconscious instincts to react quite badly at that.

*Slap*slap*slap*Wham*Spalt!*Pow, Pow *slam*slap, slap*

The indifferent glare unnerved him so much he felt like he couldn't look at his face anymore *Stab, siiing, Stab* Thud*

Myuri gets to his feet trying his best to squeeze his uneasiness and trembling he turns his face away from his man and the creepy brat takes a pill and swallows it. 'What a creepy little thing...it's good he died in my hands anyway '