Chapter twenty seven

Niklaus burst out after knowing his men are dead. He killed his men in front of him to satisfy his self and when he calmed, he massaged his temple with one hand. He grabbed the Tequila in the top of table and drink it 'till it's emptied then throw the bottle in the wall. Before sitting in the single couch, he grimaced seeing his seven men dead in the floor.

"This fight will take too long if I will not do this in my own," he said while leaning his head in head board, "I think plan A is over, it's time to do the plan B then the plan C and so on." He gets his phone and dialed the number of Iioan.

"Why did you call young Pevlides?" Iioan started in the other line, "Did you call to talk about our failure?" He already expects that Niklaus will go to call him.

"Talking about our failure won't change the fact that Basil still breathing. So definitely, I didn't call to have drama," Niklaus replied playing the gun in his hand.

He smirked, "Then why did you call?"

"I have a better plan and