250-25000

Omi slowly puts the methamphetamine that Devina and I made on his table.

The intimidating man stood up, grabbing his machete. He slid the machete's tip across the bag, opening it. He tapped the knife on the wooden desk and divided the crystals into a long strip.

He used his finger to push the meth up onto the edge of the blade and then pulled it close to his face. He took a deep breath, inhaling all the meth on his machete.

His head rocked back and forth violently, and then he nodded, propelling his body forward.

"This shit kicks like a caballo!"

Omi stood there waiting for the right words.

"So, what do you want? You come here to give me free stuff?"

"250 livis for 2 grams of this product, I have a production team that provides me with over 800 grams."

The man stood there and stared into Omi's soul.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

"250 per bag."

The man turned around and started ranting and putting his hands up in the air.

"Right, right, 250 livis for 2 measly grams…"

He swiftly turned faster than any of us could react and landed a hit right in Omi's face.

Omi was on the floor and the man was beating the shit out of him. Sounds of bones breaking and blood splattering could be heard from Omi. The guards who brought us in stood there and watched, not wanting to interfere.

Omi was on the floor wheezing in and out between breaths in a bloody pulp.

"You fucking come here with crystal and order Dino to buy this shit from you?!?"

"You boy! Come tell your stupid ass friend to lower the price a bit."

Well, this was expected, the skinny man even warned us that we would get smoked by Zerstörer's executives. I guess Omi kinda had it coming.

"We don't want to sell this to you, we want a business with you."

Dino stood quiet with his mouth open in disbelief and confusion.

"I just beat the shit out of your homeboy and you want to conduct business with me?"

He psychotically laughed showing his white teeth.

"You guys hear that? The kid wants to make a deal with me!"

The guards responded with comments that stayed on Dino's humor. They didn't want to piss him off again.

"Get your ass out of here before I whip your ass as well, and drag your nasty ass homeboy out of my room."

I had to comply because am not a master negotiator and Devina told me to trust this guy. But he just got his ass whooped, I don't doubt Devina's intelligence as the Aeon of Dexterity but maybe, she got the wrong dude.

I take Omi onto my shoulder and carry him out of the room, grabbing my stuff on the way out.

I went through the crowd with Omi on my back, but no one seemed to care about injured people, they continued chatting as if nothing was wrong. I turned around a corner and put Omi down against a wall.

"Hello? Devina? The guy you said would help us sell our stuff is knocked out. Like why are recommending these people who suck?"

"Wait a minute, I will be right there in a second."

Devina appeared in front of me with Oslovi in her arms. I pocketed my phone and Oslovi jumped into my arms. I hugged it and patted it.

I asked the cat to heal Omi who was barely alive which it promptly did.

Omi stood up slowly and looked at Devina.

"Devina?"

"Looks like you failed your mission miserably."

"Not again," Omi said in a malevolent tone.

He put his hands in his pockets and proceeded to walk back to the building Dino was in.

"Devina, does he want another ass whooping?"

"Well, just follow him and you will find out."

Devina waved goodbye with Oslovi in her arms and teleported back. I hurried up and jogged after Omi.

The two security guards raised their eyebrows when they saw us for the third time.

"Wait, weren't you like bloody and wheezing earlier? How are you completely fine?"

Omi strolled passed them without saying anything and I waved my hand with a smile on my face. We were once again back outside Dino's door. The security guards took our stuff before entering.

Dino sat on his chair with his hands together on the table.

"Why are you back?"

"I'm here to conduct business with you."

Dino's eyes twitched and he started pointing at Omi with his clutched hands and rocking them back and forth.

Omi threw 200 grams on his desk.

"25,000 livis for all of this."

Dino shot up from his chair with his hands on his head freaking out. He jumped around like a crazed ape and started laughing.

"Wait wait wait, I steal your 2-gram dope, beat the shit of you and you come back with more?!?"

The guard quickly followed up.

"Brilliant."

The room turned dim, the lights were flickering and Omi stood there with his fists clenched.

"Buy."

Dino stood walked up to Omi's face and looked him dead in his eyes.

"You are one crazy motherfucker."

Dino punched in a combination on his vault and grabbed 2 sacks of money.

"12,500 in each."

He tossed them to Omi who stood there with an expression of dissatisfaction. What was even going on? Like he just said buy and suddenly Dino is buying our stuff, what is up with that?

We walked out with money at hand with the guards looking at us weirdly. Dino ordered them to abstain from shooting us. On the way out I heard Dino mumbling a few words.

"Negative control speech."