Murderous Intent

Li Wei POV

My earpiece buzzed with static.

I sighed.

No response from the other end.

He must've died already.

Pathetic.

I moved against the wall gun ready.

Today's target was some wealthy businessman, who decided to steal the drugs I had given to Zhang Jun for safekeeping.

I wanted to slowly torture him terribly.

I wanted to paint the walls with his blood.

I felt a eerie smile curve onto my lips.

"Sir! Liu Yang, we need to protect you!"

"Fuck off! I can do this myself"

Shouts rang across the halls.

Liu Yang.

Wealthy business man, and top of the food chain in the black market.

Stealing a handful of my newly created drug.

Coward.

"Drop everything you piece of shit."

I hissed.

I stood there, gun aimed.

"Ah fuck, looks like you caught me, Li Wei."

I rolled my eyes.

"Cut the bullshit, I want what's mine."

Yang chuckled.

"Sure.."

He slid the crate over.

I slowly took it, gun trained at his head.

Not a decoy.