CHAPTER 334: JOKE,JOKE,JOKE

"I’m disappointed." Hector’s voice echoed through the warehouse and was heard by everyone who was kneeling before him.

All the people that Xavier listed... all of them, and it was thanks to the fact that they are dumb fucks.

Not even one of them thought about running away or having an escape plan... they just worked like they didn’t even rob the family, like everything was fine, all good.

"Why the fuck do y’all need to be this dumb?"

None spoke a word, they were just looking at him with eyes that didn’t really feel guilt about what they had done.

"They used the tactic to hide in plain sight." Ramirez said as he giggled a bit about it because it worked, they were hiding in plain sight. "Though... if y’all wanted to rebel, why didn’t you do it faster? We need to deal with y’all, we have bigger problems too." He continued, breaking his usually calm demeanor, but it was because of the absurd and stupid of it all.

Like there are literally books, movies, documentaries about how the biggest families fell in history. It’s literally written down how to do it, how to end a family. Yeah, it can maybe take years, but what they did is just simply dumb.

"Boss." Another voice came from behind them. "Uh... forty assault rifles with dozens of magazines, some vests and communication devices missing from their warehouses."

It should have silence following it, but rather it was Hector and Razer laughing like they enjoyed it. It was a good joke because it put them from stupid to retard category.

"I really need an explanation of what the fuck is happening or happened with y’all because when we caught Xavier I was worried, very stressed and frustrated... I was blinded by anger and rage... but now." He smiled. "I feel like I’m being pranked by idiots."

"No..." Ramirez looked at Hector. "They are retards."

Another laugh from both of them as they realized that it was truly like a joke.

They thought it’s something that was going to change the family forever, maybe break out a war... but it’s literally the worst attempt of any kind of rebellion.

What felt like a dangerous faction inside of a family suddenly changed into something that’s not even a threat to think about, because all of these men and women kneeling on the ground are idiots who would have been caught in no time, or even if they would have started a war or something, they would have been killed in less than half an hour.

There is not a single big name between them, all of the warehouse workers who didn’t even hold guns in their life and they stole assault rifles...

And that’s why it was the disappointment of Hector.

He wanted so badly to see somebody capable of making a little coup in the family. He wanted to see somebody with passion, with big plans, and wanted somebody who could try it.

He wanted to see him and chop, skin and behead that person and in the end put his body all over the fucking city... but rather seeing that... he sees a big joke.

"Poor Xavier..." Hector whispered and well Xavier was the only one that got the worst treatment.

"Y-you killed him right?" A woman’s voice suddenly came and as Hector looked at her... she had the will to kill in her eyes, and had that hatred in them.

"Ohh what a demon you are." He smiled as he stepped close, looking down on her. "I didn’t kill him though, why would I?"

"Because that’s all y’all can do!" She shouted and spat one straight at Hector, and it was the kind of spit that went everywhere, on Hector’s clothes, hand, and a bit to his face.

"I like her." Ramirez laughed again, and she immediately looked at him. "I like that you try so hard to act fearless... but sadly you just killed somebody."

"W-what do—"

"Cut that mustache man’s throat." Ramirez said as he pointed his finger to one of the men kneeling on the far side.

"W-what... no, no!" She started screaming at them and even tried to fight against the cuff on her leg and arms, but it didn’t work and second she knew that her screams didn’t touch them... they are like the black void, a black hole that destroys everything in its way.

"Uh... ear to ear or just a small and more suffering one?" The man asked back who happened to be another student of the great Ferucci.

"T-hat’s all you... can do! Y-you fuckers are the worst!" She was still screaming at them while the others just closed their eyes, some even cried, but still they didn’t listen to her.

"It’s your call Ramirez." Hector said as he was enjoying her screams.

"We are happy, aren’t we?" He looked at Hector who nodded to it. "Then do a smile."

"Smile...?" Jimmy asked as he grabbed the man’s hair, pulling back his head.

"Yeah, you know, smiling." Ramirez said as he pointed to his throat and drew a smile which was basically the ear-to-ear cut.

"Ohh, smile... I never thought of it that way. It’s actually quite a good name for it." Jimmy said and didn’t wait for one more second, didn’t wait for the woman to scream again.

He put the knife to the left side of the man’s throat and cut, pulling the line and drawing a smile while pulling the man’s head back.

Seconds... it only took seconds to die as the artery was hit and blood gushed out of his throat... and that was just too much, like almost impossible to imagine that amount of blood pouring everywhere on the ground, spraying, gushing everywhere, but as brutal as it was, it ended quick and his body fell into his own pool of blood.

"...n-o..."

"Be happy it ended quickly and without pain." Ramirez said as he looked back at her face and noticed it.

It was her first time... she was totally blocked down by the sheer amount of blood and the brutality of it. It was her first time seeing it in person this close, smelling and understanding it is over.

"Yeah, it was a quick death, not like Xavier’s one."

"X-Xavier... what happened to him...?" Another man spoke who was clever enough to close his eyes but dumb enough to ask the question.

"If everything went well, though I doubt it did, considering he was handed over to an emotionally unstable sociopath, then he was probably tortured a bit and then butchered into pieces." As soon as Hector finished speaking, they all imagined it, and almost every single one of them started vomiting.

It was an absurd scene, all of them kneeling, throwing up, emotionally shattered, and at the same time realizing that their own fate could have been far worse... but in truth, they had hit the jackpot, because this whole thing was a joke and because of it Hector’s anger and rage disappeared.

There was nothing satisfying about killing them in some complicated way anymore

"Anyway miss, since you are so intimidating and powerful, you’re going to talk in the name of everybody." Hector said still calm like nothing had happened, but a shit lot happened.

Vomit and blood mixed into that indescribable smell, while they all knew they were going to die... it kinda drew down the morale... but thank God for her, because from the beginning Ramirez and Hector knew that she was the one that had the higher rank among them.

She looked different, she had a different demeanor and she was the only one that fought back... and well the only one that still had that something in her eyes.

It was her first time seeing a brutal execution, that much blood, and just hearing that one of his fingers was tortured and butchered up... but even after that she looked intimidating or at least tried to be.

"Talk, miss, before Jimmy starts cutting throats."