Richard reads the results of his Casino's financial statements. Now and then, his eyes glanced at Chansu from behind the paper he was reading. Chansu stood with his head down as if he didn't dare look into Richard's eyes."Explain it" said Richard in a cold tone.Richard placed the papers on his desk and folded his arms. His eyes were fixed on Richard."Why? You don't want to answer it?" Richard said again."Well, boss, umm profit this month.."Chansu looked nervous and couldn't get the words he would say properly. His eyes were busy looking here and there.''PRANGGG…''Richard threw the cigarette ashtray on his desk towards Chansu. Chansu shuddered in horror as the crystal ashtray nearly hit his head."Say something about it. Or I'll fuckin’ shoot you on the head"Richard stood up from his chair and pulled the small gun under his grey coat."No no Boss, Please don't.""Say it quickly."Richard pointed his gun right at Chansu’s head.''Gulp''Chansu swallowed his saliva. He was scared

Steve and Jasmine are standing in front of a casino that doesn't look too fancy. The two of them looked at each other before finally entering the Casino. They looked around the Casino area, which looked elegant and classy. Almost all those who came wore formal clothes such as suits and dresses. Classical music played by the Casino makes the atmosphere in the casino, calmer. The luxurious chandelier looks right in the middle of the high-roofed casino room. The combination of gold and black colours adds to the elegant impression of the Casino.Steve and Jasmine look different from the other guests. Because only those who wear clothes and shoes that are not formal. That made one of the people in charge of the Casino come to Steve and Jasmine and ask them about their real purpose."I want to meet SB" Steve said, he’s handing the black business card to a man with glasses and a black folder.The smooth-haired man looked at the business card carefully and nodded his head."This way, please."

The long-awaited auction (Flashback) The night atmosphere in the city of Casablanca looks beautiful with the street lights that adorn the whole town. Seen several black luxury cars walking hand in hand through the streets of Casablanca. In one of the luxury cars, there is Richard, who is busy looking at his cell phone screen. He doesn't seem to listen to Chansu, who continues talking next to him. Richard's POV Tonight, The big auction I'd been waiting for for months finally happened. I've sacrificed my pride by obeying all the wishes of the Minister Serge, damn it to get those weapons out of the container at the port. And tonight, I'm going to show those guns up for auction. Tonight the atmosphere in Casablanca somehow looks very beautiful, unlike usual. Maybe it's because I'm happy or because William cooked me my favorite dish. I asked Chansu to play classical music, and it calmed my mind. While I was enjoying the music, the cell phone in my jacket pocket vibrated. I saw a message

David takes Steve and Jasmine to dinner. David's goal is to give the two, a gift and ask them to do a new task.As usual Adele, David's right-hand man, always accompanies David wherever he goes. Adele had reserved a table at a fine restaurant in Casablanca for their meeting this time. Steve and Jasmine sat opposite David and Adele. Jasmine looked around her, feeling unusual about the group of people guarding David.David glanced at David's bandaged hand and smiled disdainfully.''Your finger is okay, isn't it Steve?'’ asked David caringly.Steve tried to keep his face straight.“I only lost my fingernail Boss, but I'm still lucky not to lose one of my eyeballs. It's all because of you who didn't pay to SB the rest of the Money.'' Steve sneered."Hahaha, you're so presumptuous Steve.""And I like it, you have balls to talk to me like that." David continued as he drank the wine in his glass.''I told you, every task has its price.''David snapped his fingers at Adele, and Adele immedi

A room lit up with dim lights, with colorful knick-knacks, is the first thing Mark sees when he opens his eyes. His head felt heavy, and his chest felt tight, as if someone had hit him. His eyes blinked a few times to adjust to the dim light entering them. Mark looked around the room, but there was no one. Mark wanted to take the cell phone from his jacket pocket, but his hands and feet were tied. Mark was tied against a chair. Mark tried to untie his hands, but the ropes were so strong that Mark was unable to untie them."Shit," he thought.But Mark did not give up. He kept trying, even though he always failed. Mark didn't realize that in the current room where he was locked up, there was a room with a large glass separation from Mark's current room.Behind the room with a large mirror, a blue-eyed man smiled in amusement at Mark's behavior, who was trying to untie the ropes that were entangling his hands."That's funny, you stupid boy." The man with blue eyes was SB, and the strange