MAFIA HOBBY FARMING

Chapters. 11. Lion Vs Bird's

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On a hidden dock a Lion gang led by Ben Brylee is strategizing. They will wait for an illegal ship that will carry illegal drugs like narcotics. It was the son of the Bird gang.

"The target boss is only a few meters away from the ground" said one of Ben's men who was tasked with investigating the ship's movements from the monitor screen.

"Prepare everything, arrange each place. Don't make your opponent know your whereabouts, I don't want to hear the word failure" Ben said firmly, rising up with a grim face like the name their gang gave him.

"Good boss," they exclaimed in unison and immediately acted with their respective decrees armed with sharp weapons such as knives and pistols.

Ben nodded as the time dispersed and took over to storm the opponent. While he walked in a place that could not be known by the opposing group with a small object that is always hidden behind his leather jacket. The first thing the teacher gave him when he became the boss of the mafia.

Ben began to wear a skin mask that became his trademark that resembles the head of a lion. So that the enemy of any mafia gang never knows the face of the mafia leader who rules over them.

The target ship is approaching with the Lion gang's hideout.

"Is everything safe?" said Bird's gang accomplice.

"Looks safe boss," said one of his men.

"Don't be fooled because your opponent is looking for an opportunity. Some of the mafia gangs know our plan because it got leaked," he concluded with his wide view checking whether it was safe as reported by his subordinates.

"It looks like Lion's gang doesn't know our plan, so it's an advantage for us" said the man with tattoos filling his body with the symbol of a bird.

"Stay vigilant because the boss does not want this big plan to fail" he reminded. "Execute full of death, especially not fooled," he added again after the ship landed on the side.

Narcotics that have been wrapped in coated foodstuffs began to be transported by cars that have been waiting since. The car belongs to those who pick up.

Narcotics are wrapped up so neatly that they don't suspect anyone but they bribe the ones on duty.

They started putting pack after pack of food in a truck. They didn't realize how hard it was in the truck.

"Is everything ready?" said subordinate of gang leader Bird.

"It's the boss," they exclaimed in unison.

"For two to come with me some people and the rest to come with the truck" he said without any suspicion.

Inside the truck, Ben winked, a sign his men were getting ready.

"Is everything ready?" ben asked in a contrived voice so that the two people beside him were not suspicious.

"Already Jim. Hmm why are you wearing different clothes and wearing different masks?" ask one of the two.

"Let's not suspect," was just that short answer they thought Jimy was their fellow co-worker.

Ben nodded without looking to the side.

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The black jeep car horn warned that the truck would immediately slide off the dock.

The truck immediately drove at high speed leaving the dock. Suddenly at a deserted crossroads Ben braked suddenly because they were confronted by masked conspirators who were none other than his own men.

"Boss seems like we're being blocked," Ben said with curled lips.

"Down!" They want to open the car door.

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Two shots aimed at each other's heads without sounding. In an instant, two of Bird's gang were lifeless because Ben knew the location of the shot.

In front there Lion and Bird's men took brutal aim at each other. It's a chance for Ben to run off with the narcotics because all of Bird's gang's men are down in the field.

From a distance the accomplices of mob boss Bird smiled triumphantly because he thought it was his men.

"Safe," he said while dodging the opponent's blow.

I don't know how many people have been injured. Feeling safe enough the mob boss' accomplice entered his car back to get to the base.

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"Very sloppy! You guys are unreliable" said the man so angry that he even threw a punch at each of his men. "What stupid!" Her face with hardened jaws and her sturdy handbooks were clenched.

The men from the Bird gang just lowered their heads while feeling an incredible pain all over their bodies. Already injured at the site of the field is now at their headquarters getting punched again so that adds to the incredible pain. To the extent that there are some of them who have a shapeless face again, do not expect the mafia chairman to be pityed with the injuries they get.

"Mark are you tired of working with me? so you're so careless? or are you playing behind?"

"No boss isn't that. Sorry for this time I failed," said Mark who became an accomplice of mob leader Bird.

"This is a huge advantage. But because of your negligence I suffered a huge loss," he said with a murderous face.

"Sorry boss" Mark said with his head down.

This was the first time they had failed in the action, all this time it was safe because no one could beat them.

"Do you know which gang they're from?" said the man while sipping a cigarette.

"Sorry our Master can't recognize them because they wear masks to cover their entire face" Mark said. "Their strength is extraordinary, they can paralyze our men," he concluded telling the greatness of the opponent's movements.

Hearing the praise from Mark made the eagle-eyed man squeeze the collar of Mark's leather jacket. "You praised Mark's enemies?" he said with a high voice accompanied by a sharp gaze like a shower on his heart.

Mark shook his head as if the boss's accusation wasn't true. "No boss, that's not what I mean," he said with a breath of suffocation as a result of his neck suffocating.

"Their urine" he said, pointing to his men who had suffered serious injuries all over the body to be treated immediately.

After the departure of his men the man landed his butt in a rocking chair made of wood. While sipping the cigarette nipple that stayed half, he rolled his eyes. "They're who? are they really the conspirators of the Lion gang?" he said by closing his teeth so that it makes a scary sound for people who first heard it.

Not wanting to waste time the eagle-eyed man got up and left the headquarters with a feeling of wrath, how could not a very profitable plan belong to the opponent or the enemy. With that failure he suffered a considerable loss.

"Fuck," he swore while hitting the steering wheel for several times before speeding.

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