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Street Thugz
Street Thugz
Black Jones
After arriving in Japan, Black immediately began to track down the small gang. To his luck they were easier to find than he first assumed. Black had asked around in the area by the airport, and actually seen a member wearing a ‘Street Thugz’ jacket, in which he followed to an abandoned warehouse. He figured that this was the hang out of the gang, as he heard voices coming from the lighted warehouse. He listened carefully to the number of voices, and he estimated upwards of 150 people.
Black sneaked around to the opposite side of the warehouse, moving with the shadows and keeping silent. Opening an unguarded door, he then realized what he was dealing with: complete idiots. Without a sound Black creped into the structure, watching both his front and back at once he continued further into the unlit side of the warehouse. He could see light coming from an opening from the rafters leading to the other side of the warehouse, and heard people bustling and carrying on. He made his was to the rafters, where he could see from a safe position. Doing a quick count in his head, Black came up with 121 people, give or take.
Can’t just go rushing in, Black thought as he settled himself on a rafter beam. Looking around, Black tried to notice if the leader of the gang could be spotted. To his luck, the leader was sitting on a large chair in the center of the floor, his ego most likely larger than his actual gang.
Bingo, Black thought, planning his next move.
Black never was the subtle one, as proved when he jumped strait down from the rafters, landing mere feet from the leader and his ‘throne.’ Black quickly unsheathes his sword and snaps it centimeters from the leader’s neck.
“E.S.S.,” Black simply said, showing his badge, “you’re under arrest.”
Black took a look around, half of the gang members had run off with his mention of E.S.S. The other half, probably members from the start and loyal to the leader, stayed and were inching their way closer to Black.
“I wouldn’t do that,” Black said, pressing the blade of his sword against the leader’s neck, “not unless you won’t miss him.”
The leader was literally shaking, he had no idea that this would happen. Obviously he wasn’t that hard of a person.
“Please don’t kill me,” the leader pleaded, begging Black for his life in English. He was still, still enough to be a statue. The stand still would continue until the leader voiced for his followers to back off, in which he did soon enough.
“Everyone, go,” he said, his voice somewhat shaky Japanese, “I’ll be fine here, no need for everyone to be arrested.”
The followers then hesitantly took off, leaving Black to simply cuff the leader and drag him out of the warehouse.
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