Chapter 101 - Donkey

Walking through the dark alleys in the direction of Ishtar, Jack looked around the corners with a drunken look.

Deliberately pursuing the goal of finding trouble.

Will he be to blame if someone decides to attack him?

Of course not.

The murder of a criminal as a result of self-defense was not much of a blow, according to conscience.

After all, it was they who decided to risk their lives for profit, not him.

He's a victim here and nothing else.

No need to reproach yourself with thoughts about this.

At least, that's what he tried to do.

Fortunately or unfortunately, it depends on how you look at it, Jack found those very troubles pretty quickly.

Entering another small alley, he found himself in a small courtyard.

On the benches, lounging, sat a campaign of relatively young guys with a couple of girls.

Everyone was around twenty years old.

As soon as they noticed him, five of the eleven guys quickly got to their feet and started walking towards him.

— This alley and yard are ours. — the lowest of them said with a grin — If you want to pass, pay.

Jack quickly examined all the guys and realized that they were all Thais.

They were people born and raised in this city.

— Is this your territory? Jack tilted his head to the side, briefly noticing that each guy had a gun in his belt

There is nothing to be surprised about, since it is easy to buy a barrel in this city, and the price does not bite at all.

The guns were clearly exposed in plain sight for the greater effect of intimidation.

Unfortunately, the intimidation effect didn't work on the new victim that got caught on the net.

For this time it was not a salmon that got caught, but a killer whale.

— Of course it's ours, idiot.

— I thought these were the territories of the Moscow Hotel. Jack replied calmly, ignoring the insults

At the mention of the power that really belonged to numerous districts of the city, the guys grimaced, and the girls began to get noticeably nervous.

— No, this is our courtyard and alley. — the tallest of the five folded his arms on his chest, although even being the tallest, he was shorter than Jack by a head — And some visitors can't take him away from us.

— That's how it is...

One of the girls who was sitting in the arms of a young Thai man nervously pursed her lips — Somchai, let's let him go...

— Don't be afraid, Vaen. — Somchai, who was the main one in their little gang, grinned confidently and haughtily — Yes, he is healthy, but so what? The size of the biceps does not affect the bullet's flight speed in any way. We are all armed and there are more of us. Let him just try to throw something away. We'll blow out the brains and throw them into the canal, saying that it was so.

— But... — the girl 's eyes were running around in confusion

The eyes of the second girl did the same.

Just because they were not afraid for themselves, but worried about a tall handsome man with incredibly attractive honey eyes.

— Ha-ha-ha, let him know his place. This is our city, not theirs.

"That's right, Sunan.

— How else, bro!

Meanwhile, Jack, grunting, reached for his wallet — How much?

Five nedogangsters, seeing multiple hundred-dollar bills, widened their eyes, realizing what a rich and ignorant fish they had caught today.

The lowest of them turned back and looked at the leader.

Somchai, too, was startled, but quickly nodded to his lackey.

The low Thai, grinning, said — A thousand.

As soon as the price was announced, the other guys grinned, and the girls pursed their lips.

Usually they didn't care when they robbed passers-by, but now it wasn't like before.

They had never seen such handsome men.

After all, appearance decided a lot.

Jack raised an eyebrow—A thousand?

— Are you deaf? — the lowest Thai said boldly and confidently, taking a couple of steps towards Jack — A thousand and not a dozen less.

— A little expensive, don't you think? Jack said calmly, putting the wallet back in his pocket

The guys immediately frowned.

The lowest one clenched his jaw — Our alley and we decide how much the passage costs.

— Well, the passage doesn't cost that much. — Jack waved his hand, turning around — It's easier for me to go the other way. Goodbye.

As he walked back, Gunther in his head took caricature poses — "One!.. Two!.. Three!"

— One more step and you're dead. — the voice of the lowest Thai was heard behind him

Jack froze in place and his eyes shone wearily, but at the same time, frighteningly.

Turning around, he saw the same five Thais, but the lowest one took out a gun and pointed it at him.

At the same time, the others who were sitting on the benches slowly got up with a silly pretentious look, as if they were not robbing, secretly, in Sophie's territories, but held the whole world in their fists.

— Give me your wallet and get out. — Somchai cracked his neck with an impudent bald head — Unless of course you want to play in the box.

"Are you sure you won't regret it?" — Jack tilted his head to the side, thinking over further actions and examining the territory

— Huh?! What are you talking about?

— Does all this bother you at all? — Jack spread his hands, looking at this Somchai as if he was already cooling down a corpse — Do I look like a simple person? Don't you mind the amount of money I have? Aren't you alarmed that I am absolutely calm and dare to walk in such corners? Nothing bothers you at all, huh?

As one, they all looked at each other, and two girls in open clothes began to get even more nervous — Somchai...

— What are you talking about, huh?

— He's building a cool one! Ha-ha-ha-ha! I can't! Stop my laughter!

— Ha-ha-ha, thinks to intimidate us! Somchai, look at this half-wit!

— Does he take us for idiots? The dick is clear that he is trying to get out of the situation!

— Exactly! So it's spinning like it's in a frying pan!

While the lackeys were laughing at him, Somchai was thinking hard.

In general, he rarely thought, but at crucial moments, he had to reach such a practice.

After all, somehow he became the leader of these idiots.

The ability to throw sand in the eyes and assert themselves, in the eyes of the lackeys, at the expense of the weak, were pumped well, and for this, what no, but brains were needed.

So, after Jack's words, he really began to understand all the strangeness of the situation.

Usually, rarely anyone wandered into the alley and, as a result, into the courtyard.

This is Ruanapur, here absolutely stupid or fearless - do not live long.

The whole city is saturated with guile and blood.

So... indeed, why the hell did such a fish swim to them in the pond?

Is it happiness or trouble?

Unfortunately for Somchai, he could not think for a long time, and the lackeys would not allow him to give a back one.

If he orders Jack to be released now, they will consider him a coward, and in general they will consider him a weakling, which will have an extremely negative impact on the leadership position.

Besides, it's dangerous to let go of this tall woman with strange honey eyes.

If he is really a serious pepper with no less serious connections, then they will be in incredibly big trouble, in which death is not the worst fate.

There is only one way out - to slam the type here and now, and then not to shine for a long time.

Fortunately, the money that he showed is more than enough for this case.

While Somchai was thinking, Gunther, in Jack's mind, was grinning maliciously.

- "Jack-Jack, are you doing everything so as not to feel remorse? What if they really let you go in peace? What then? Will you let them go? Even knowing that the next victim could be an innocent person?"

O'Dim's speech was successfully ignored, but Mr. Mirror himself understood perfectly well that the guy took the words to heart.

— Indeed, all this is strange... — with a dangerous glint in his eyes, Somchai said

— Bro? — the footmen were surprised

"...does that mean we have to blow your brains out here and now?"

Somchai quickly reached for the gun, and after him, everyone else began to do it.

The lowest Thai was confused, even though his gun was already pointed at the victim.

Eleven armed men and possibly two armed girls.

Jack couldn't hide quickly at the moment.

Everything that was nearby was sewn even with the smallest caliber.

— "Affect..." — Jack gave the command, instantly feeling an adrenaline rush

The muscles swelled and the skin turned red.

The speed of reaction soared, as did the speed of thoughts.

Well, then... it was over in a couple of seconds.

Literally.

Jack abruptly moved away from the line of fire and the low Thai, who shot out of fright, hit only emptiness.

The rest of the nedogangsters managed to put their palms on the handles of the pistols when the upgraded FN Five-seveN was already aimed at them.

He fired eleven extremely fast shots almost simultaneously, which caused the sounds of the shots themselves to merge in unison.

The distance was negligible - two or three meters.

So shooting eleven heads, at such a furious speed, was more than doable for him.

Right after that, Jack turned off Affect.

This state lasted barely three seconds and if he had no wounds, then there would be no consequences from such a brief use.

Well, as it was, Jack felt a sharp pain in places where the wounds had not yet healed to the end.

The pain even caused perspiration to form on his forehead, but he couldn't afford to be distracted.

Not all enemies were neutralized.

— P-please!.. M-we have nothing to do with it!

— Y-yes! Sir, we didn't know who you were!

Two girls, obviously of easy behavior, judging by their clothes, froze like deer in the headlights of a speeding truck.

But even so, the sense of self-preservation worked in full, and they found the strength and courage to speak quickly, having hatched in fright.

- "What are you standing for?" Gunther asked calmly, tilting his head to the side, "Pull the trigger already."

The adrenaline was receding.

Everything was going back to normal.

"I'm giving you five seconds to get out of my sight. Jack said calmly, breathing heavily

He could just walk away in silence, but this is Ruanapur.

Showing your back even to two such intimidated and seemingly harmless girls, albeit obvious whores, is stupid.

It's better to let them go under his gun than he gets a bullet between his shoulder blades.

Without words, the two girls instantly ran away with maximum speed leaving the alley, forgetting about the dead 'friends".

When they left the alley, Jack holstered his gun and stood there for another minute, looking at the fresh corpses.

Even now, his conscience would not let him rest, although he seemed to have done everything not to feel her remorse.

These nedogangsters were not bad from their birth.

Not at all.

They were just born and raised in the most disgusting and disgusting city.

The city of lies and vice.

Perhaps only by becoming the same scum and criminals, they were able to survive in this place.

It's easy for him to judge.

Maybe he had a hard life, but these guys probably lived much worse.

He has a system and a fucking demon inside, and what do they have?

He is comfortable, has a choice and freedom.

They have everything, but they have nothing.

So why on earth does he have the right to judge them?

- "It's all empty thoughts, Jack." — Gunther waved off — "We both know that your thoughts are just ridiculous. You think one thing, but you will do another. You adhere to the rules, but you will repeatedly break them exactly until you change these very rules. It's because you have one good trait-determination."

"You're right... these thoughts are just stupid." — Jack sadly chuckled to himself, going to the exit from the yard — "It's done. It was necessary to torment yourself with thoughts earlier, but now it's too late. The train has left."

- "That's right. It would be good if you came to this conclusion quickly and without twisting."

Jack understood that he had no right to judge such people.

But he also understood that compassion for such freaks and criminals would be an evil grin and a cruel blow to ordinary innocent people who have already become or will only become victims of these bastards.

"It only upsets me, Jack, that you let those guys go... girls." — Gunther made a caricature grimace at the word "girl"

"I couldn't kill them."

"But I had to."

- "No."

"They are also criminals."

"Maybe, but they're inherently harmless."

O'Dim smiled slyly — "Whatever I say, you're going to be a stubborn sheep, right? I hope you will become your real self soon."

- "What are you talking about?.." — the guy frowned

"You only felt sorry for them because they are women. That won't do."

- "I told you - they are harmless and!.."

- "Excuses. Society has imposed such a position on you." — O'Dim waved his hand — "Women are weak - real men cannot "touch" them, and so on. Complete nonsense."

- "What are you talking about?"

— "I thought after getting to know your girls, you'd stop being such a fool, but no. Do you really think those two sluts have a clear conscience? Okay conscience, do you think they are clean before the law? Huh, they both killed people and they had guns with them. If you had turned your back on them, a bullet from them would have immediately arrived."

Jack grimaced at another 'shrink' from Gunther.

— "How much do you need to shit in your head so that a person feels sorry for people of the opposite sex and calmly treats the death of a person of his own sex?"

- "O'Dim..."

— "No need to start grumbling about the fact that they are weak, and therefore in priority. This is insanity. There are strong, and there are weak guys, but the 'discount' is only for women. The victory of a strong man over a weak one is natural, but add a woman here and it's already a "shame"."

- "I repeat. What are you talking about?" Jack shook his head slightly

— "You understand everything, you are not stupid." — Mr. Mirror's eyes shone slyly and maliciously —"If you are so righteous and just, then kill both of them calmly. Don't discount the genitals. Since ancient times, all beings have learned the answer to one important question: 'How can the weak defeat the strong?'In our case, the answer was found by the first person who picked up a stick from the ground. Do you understand? The fact that someone is weak, Jack, is only his problem. There is no need to go against the laws of not only nature, but the universe itself. The strong does not obey the weak. She doesn't dance to his tune."

"It's a lot more complicated than that, and you know it."

"No, it's much simpler, and you understand it yourself, but you don't want to admit it."

— "This dialogue will lead to nothing."

- "You're wrong. Each such dialogue throws off a part of the load that was loaded on you like an ass, and you accept the load only because you were born with a dick between your legs. Fortunately, you are not completely lost, since you are able to mash the faces of Beatrice and Roberta."

"We've finished this conversation, O'Dim."

"But we'll definitely get back to him, Jack."