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Being a contract killer is easy, if your good at it. Well that's what I would have said, if I was still an active one. Now I'm just some wandering gunslinger tryin to rid the world of evil and finding a purpose.

Direct Bullet

Vice Lords Hideout:

Tap! Tap! As feet are sounded in a quiet hall, lifting his left hand to his mouth as he yawns with tobacco in his maw.

Wearing a green and blue Hawaiian shirt open as he likes a majority of his shirts to be, solely in the desolate hall Ject says to himself, boss Vice is gone again and everyone else is somewhere.

Scratching the back of his head with his right hand as he laments more words out loud, Ject states, it's boring with no one here in this underground bunker.

Turning around with a jolt down his spine with not noticing someone's presence, Ject says, shit you scared me Kip!

Smiling with a go with the flow surfer vibe, Kip responds as he walks up to Ject, sorry about giving you a fright, but being a ranked gunman you should always have your senses up.

Before Ject even has a chance to answer back, a hole is formed in the middle of his chest, pupils wide with shock as blood escapes his open wound and mouth, Ject says faintly, wh...why...what's come ove...

Silenced forever as another bullet penatrates his skull ending his life, casually still smiling after snuffing out someone he used to call a comrade as he puts his pistol away, Kip says with a back stabbing aura to his voice, why you say. I've choosen a different path is all.

End of Chapter 344

A Different Path!