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34.21% True crime Lord: The ruthless Gang BOSS / Chapter 12: Trial

Chapter 12: Trial

"Sin...do you have any idea of the weight of sin...immeasurable..only leading to death, where I come from we didn't tolerate sin, God didn't tolerate sin as well, that's why he kicked the traitor lucifer out of heaven, he betrayed God...so he cast him into the hell binded in chains...but he escaped....you my friend, I gave you peace, love, care but this, this is what I get in return for my efforts" a mysterious man spoke to the group of men and women who were gagged, their voices were muffled, tears where visible on the blonde female "I...I put my faith in you frank you!...but you betray me, YOU rat me out...see I'm not God, I will not bind you just to see you escape one day...no no no, I will end you, I will make your life a literal living, hell, you may beg or cry but you have to understand that I hate you now, words cannot describe this feeling in my gut right now, I will fuckin brake you...you will never see the light of day ever again....all there is to your life now....24/7....every single day, I'll make you regret your decisions" he continued, this man was baker foster and the victims infront of him where Franklin and his family consisting of mostly females, foster grabbed a screwdriver and plunged it into Franklin's sisters eye, prompting a loud screaming from her end but was still muffled, foster grabbed a hammer and needle, placing it on her ear, he bashed in the needle into her ear puncturing her brain immediately causing her death "That was fuckin boring, I should try something different, something more provocative" Foster said as Franklin's mom moved her head side ways, tears streaming down her chick's, foster slid down the cloth with barbed wire down, giving her room to plead "Please please please please, I have nothing to do with this please, I beg you, I'll do anything" she began kissing fosters boots, frank looked a bit disgusted at her mom's actions, her true self finally revealed, she had always been a selfish bitch, foster walked outside the room and came back in with a shotgun, he placed the weapon on her hand and blew it off, prompting another louder scream, foster wasted no time and shot the other hand, this was quite horrifying for frank, foster walked out and two men walked in treating the bitchs destroyed hands from more blood loss, Franklin couldn't stomach any of this, seeing her mom scream with no hands, he vomited on the cloth that gagged him, forcing some of it back into his throat....

"How did it go" A female with dark hair and old skin asked, foster ignored her and walked towards the bathroom to wash of the stains, right now they were in a deserted location in a hidden underground bunker , "You Realize that getting to Omar is impossible now, he upgraded his defenses and called on all his gangs to keep a look out for us, we can't go back in the city, he's to powerful there, that fucker has a huge ass army by his side at all times" another young girl said "(Sign) Another one of those videos again" the young girl said "Give me that" Foster grabbed her phone and played the footage 『Foster, look what I do to your pussys, you fuckin bitch look...look at this you motherfucker, I will fuck you up, you and your whole family fuckin pandago, I'll fuck your daughter and fuckin feed her your corpse bitch』the footage showed a group of decapitated dead bodies hanging upside down from a tree while a man holding a chainsaw dripping with blood stood next to them, they were the men foster sent to spy on the mega Villa back in the city, in the background stood about 30 armed man fully geared with machine guns and grenade luanchers that stood there quietly until at the end they all shouted "Javi" in unison three time before the video ended "Fuck...who the fuck is this Javi, Did Omar step down" Foster without care of his dead men questioned "Never heard of him, probably the new boss....I guess Omar is stepping down, hey how about we set things straight now, this javi guy...we could negotiate...finally end this, we have already lost many labs and soldiers" the dark haired lady said, foster thought for a while "I don't think soo, Omar has already told this Javi to always keep his guard up against us, Obviously making us his enemies already" Foster concluded, "....Whatever you say" the dark haired women said "Fuck, Nala how are my Arabic friends doing, do we have a seat" foster asked preparing to leave, dressing up in his suit and walking towards 3 black G-wagons that were guarded, "About that, they declined the offer, they're response was "We will not do business with the mafia at war, making it a liability, We have heard about everything and it seems like the cartel are in a position to wipe you of the map, You put the contract at risk-" she replied but not finishing her statement "Fuck! Fuckin cock suckers, get me a flight to France, I have business to take care of" he said entering the vehicle as the gaurd open the door for him, "Y-Yes sir"....


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