PRI Chapter 32: Black Eats Black

9 PM.

Val Verde County, outside the villa of the Iron Riders Gang boss.

A Dodge pickup was parked nearby.

Inside the vehicle, Lind had already changed his outfit. Not only was he wearing a bulletproof vest and gloves, but he had also put on a balaclava.

James across from him wore the same gear, clearly dressed to play bandits.

"Let me emphasize once more," James spoke into the radio, "Covert operation, don't disturb the nearby neighbors."

"If you encounter Iron Riders Gang members, eliminate them directly."

"If you encounter women and children, use sedative spray to knock them out."

"Understood?"

"Copy!" "Copy!" came the voices of team members through the radio.

"Begin operation!" James got out of the car, and other team members also exited the vehicle.

Lind watched them jog toward the Iron Riders Gang boss's villa, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and held it between his fingers, waiting for it to burn out.

He wasn't addicted to smoking, just simply wanted something to do to ease his tense emotions.

Soon, scattered gunshots rang out from inside the villa.

James and his team members' operation went very smoothly because nobody in the Iron Riders Gang could have imagined that someone would raid the villa tonight.

When James climbed over the fence using a team member's shoulders, he immediately went to the main gate and used a knife to slit the guard's throat directly.

Then he opened the gate and welcomed all the team members inside.

"Pat, Karen, you two handle the first-floor living room."

"Riley, you're responsible for the yard."

"Norman, Garon, you go straight to the second floor!"

After James finished giving orders, he headed straight for the pool with his gun.

The villa was very quiet tonight because they had investigated and knew there was no party here today.

So besides a dozing underling by the pool, there was no one else.

James quietly approached and stuck a knife into the guy's heart before he could open his eyes and ask who was coming.

However, at that moment, gunshots rang out from the living room.

James hurried over and returned to the living room.

When he walked through the door, he discovered that Pat and Karen had already finished the battle. Several gang members lay sprawled on the ground, blood splattered on playing cards across the carpet.

"Norman, what's the situation upstairs?" James held his gun at the stairs, not rushing up.

"There's one last room, locked from the inside!"

"Break down the door!"

"Yes!"

Gunshots rang out upstairs, and James immediately arranged for Karen to guard outside the villa's second-floor windows.

Before long, Karen's voice came through the radio: "Boss, caught a guy who jumped down!"

"Good."

James entered the second floor, confirmed all Iron Riders Gang members were dead and other women had been drugged unconscious, then returned to the living room.

Receiving the signal, Lind also drove the car into the villa.

"Quick! Don't waste time." He called for team members to unload the drug dealers' corpses from the car and dump them everywhere.

Then he followed James to meet the only survivor.

The Iron Riders Gang boss.

His eyes were already blindfolded.

Perhaps because James and other team members killed too quickly, or perhaps thinking of his future fate, the boss was trembling all over and would lean back desperately at the slightest touch, trying to avoid contact.

Lind grabbed his head, then pointed the gun at his throat and demanded, "What's the safe combination?"

"Let me go and I'll tell you," the Iron Riders Gang boss still wanted to struggle.

"Fuck, don't try to bargain!" Lind punched him, then used the gun barrel to forcefully lift his head, looking at him and saying, "Do you know what two kinds of people I hate most in this life?"

"What, what are they?" The Iron Riders Gang boss's voice trembled, his expression very frightened.

"One is drug dealers, and the other is human traffickers like you."

"Garbage like you who sells women and children only deserves to be sorted into hell!"

"I just gave them a better destination!" the Iron Riders Gang boss argued, "I gave them money, they were willing!"

"Come on." Lind stepped on his face, pressing his head against the floor.

"Three years ago you sold Molly's little daughter to the red-light district. Two years ago you sold Ralph's son to a priest. You also tricked those illegal immigrants and harvested their organs for transplant."

"A guy like you, how can you deserve God's forgiveness!"

"So, listen." Lind put his mouth to the man's ear and whispered like a demon, "I know where your daughter is, Del Rio, right? If you don't tell me the password, I'll grab her and make her a sex toy for homeless people. Do you believe me?"

"No! Don't do that! I'll tell!" The Iron Riders Gang boss finally panicked.

He rarely talked about his daughter with anyone and had never told gang members where his daughter was located.

So when Lind mentioned the specific location, he pleaded in panic, "Don't, please, don't touch my daughter!"

"Now you know fear?" Lind felt like a movie villain, but there was no choice. To deal with evil people, you had to use methods more evil than theirs.

"I'll tell you, tell you everything!"

"Very good." Lind raised his hand, signaling James to take the man to open the safe.

Before long, James returned to tell Lind, "There are hundreds of thousands of dollars, ten gold bars, and a pile of jewelry, boss."

Really fucking rich!

Just a gang in a remote county had seized so much money. Lind didn't dare imagine how much money gang bosses in places like Houston and New York could hide at home.

Damn, it seemed he needed to quickly raise the prisoners' fear values to maximum.

These guys were a big treasury!

After confiscating the Iron Riders Gang's treasury, Lind dragged the boss to the poolside and executed him by gunshot, ending his sinful life.

Subsequently, the group kept firing shots throughout the villa. After creating a bunch of bullet holes, they stuffed guns into dead people's hands and left.

The next day, the belated police surrounded the villa. When they opened the door, they discovered an exciting scene of gang warfare aftermath.

Dead bodies everywhere, bullets everywhere.

The entire villa was as chaotic as if it had experienced the Syrian war.

Soon, reporters came for filming and reporting. During interviews, the police's external statement was consistent:

After on-site investigation and confirmation, two local gangs had a shootout inside the villa. Based on the opened safe and the killed boss, the reason should be robbery of property.

The identities of both sides were quickly investigated by police: members of the Iron Riders Gang and the Grande Gang respectively.

Additionally, high-purity drugs were found on Grande members.

Therefore, police believed the Grande Gang was involved in drug trafficking and smuggling drugs, and would begin investigation as soon as possible.

...

"Bang!"

Lind performed an American-style quick draw and shot through the last drug dealer, putting an end to the gunfight.

This was prisoner Phoenix's home in Alamo.

When the tactical squad arrived here, they quickly discovered several unwelcome guests had appeared at his house.

They were eating and drinking recklessly in the living room, treating Phoenix's family like slaves.

Just when they were nestled on the sofa watching Friends, the tactical squad burst in and directly shot these drug dealers to pieces.

"Watch it in your next life." Lind kicked away a drug dealer's head blocking the way and looked at the trembling children and the Black mother trying to appear strong.

"We're Phoenix's friends. We heard his family was threatened, so we came to help."

When Lind said this, he hadn't even removed his mask, so it had no credibility at all.

But Phoenix's mother still nodded in agreement. After all, when your life is in someone else's hands, it's best to choose compliance.

"So please don't call the police. If we get caught, Phoenix will be in trouble too."

After a small threat, he continued, "By the way, although we've cleaned up these guys, you never know about the future, so do you have somewhere to go?"

"Yes! We do!" Phoenix's mother was afraid Lind's next sentence would be: If you have nowhere to go, we can help send you to heaven.

After nodding repeatedly in haste, she said, "I have friends in Ohio, we can go live there!"

"It's not necessary to change states." Lind smiled wryly, but since the other party could understand his meaning, that was perfect.

Thirty minutes later, Phoenix's mother, having abandoned many possessions, drove away from Lind with her children.

Seeing this, Lind also returned to the car and ordered James, "Mission accomplished, time to go back."

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