�Don�t look at the face, look at the eyes.�Guys like us will do anything to make a living.�There�s nothing I don�t like, nothing dirty.�Do you know what eyes are called?�
�well.�gang?�
�Eyes of the Beast.�
The senior passed the strong drink at once.
�You have eyes that are cloudy but sad, cold but frustrated.�But they are different.�Those are the eyes of those who protected them to the end.�It�s not that they give up just because it�s fucked up, they�re the ones who got through it and climbed up.��The old man laughed bitterly.
�Wild dogs like us have to be careful with those eyes.�Even if there is nothing scary in the world, you should be afraid of the world itself, bastard.�
The newcomer turned his head.
�What does that mean?�
The senior kept his mouth firmly shut and just filled an empty glass with alcohol.
�Forgive me for the rudeness.�
In the special room on the second floor, the Red Union�s captain poured alcohol for Sirone and the others.
�The best drink in the store.�
�Did someone named Pena come?�No, has she ever recruited a woman lately?�
�Are you a cop?�
When Sirone and the others were silent, he continued.
�I did not join the Red Union.�Also, according to my information, no women have recently joined any of the three major gangs.�If you lied about your gender, you wouldn�t know.�
�Hmm, it doesn�t seem to be in the gang.��the action leader said.
�I will prepare dinner.�The captain will come and see you.�I will serve you properly.�
There was no time for that.
�That�s done.�There�s one more question I�d like to ask you.�About the buyout program.�
The action leader smiled.
�I have nothing to say about that.�Let�s talk to the captain.�
That would be a good method, but more than anything, I was worried about Pena�s safety.
�Not being in a gang means being on the streets.�If you�ve been hiding for three days already���
Sirone stood up.
�I will go back today.�Come back.�
Knowing that there was no way to stop them, the commander of the action bowed down.
�Please stop by.�And if I ask you one thing, don�t even think about joining hands with other organizations.�
he raised his head
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