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about how you busted some drug deal, as if you¡¯re some fuckin¡¯ hero.¡±
Archer laughed in the background. ¡°You¡¯re jealous!¡±
¡°No,¡± Ray said simply. ¡°Not jealous. Bored. When Slink here came up with the idea to
drum up some more business on the east while also taking down you fucking cocksuckers
while we¡¯re at it, well¡ perfect way to pass time.¡±
¡°Jealous,¡± I repeated Archer¡¯s hypothesis.
That was when Slink raised his gun to me and shrieked, ¡°We¡¯re not jealous,¡± and
pulled the trigger. I felt the bullet breeze past my ear, only missing by a few inches,
crashing into the wall behind us.
¡°Big mistake,¡± Tank said. As if Tank had given an order, Crow made a loud battle cry
and the basement exploded with chaos.
Although there were five of us against their four, so many bullets were flying from
their end, it didn¡¯t feel like we had an advantage. Cash jumped onto the couch and took
the opportunity to shoot at Crow¡¯s chest. Just in time, he dove to the ground, shooting
back.
¡°Fuck you!¡± Cash shouted as the bullet nicked the side of his arm, making him drop
his gun. In the corner of my eye, I saw him bend to grab the gun, but I slid from my
position near Tank to kick it out of reach. ¡°Hey!¡± Cash shouted, but I took my own pistol
and smashed it across his face, making him fall unconscious.
Ripper, Maverick, and Rooster hung low, aiming for their knees under the table while
also maintaining shelter. Slink was sliming his way around the room like a hyperactive
weasel, laughing like a hyena as Archer tried to get a good shot at him. All the meth he
was on made him seem like a super-speed mutant.
¡°This fucking asshole won¡¯t stop moving!¡± Archer said, reloading his gun.
I ran to Archer¡¯s side and called, ¡°How was prison, Slink? Make any boyfriends?¡±
¡°Like you¡¯re one to talk!¡± Slink said. ¡°You¡¯re Tank¡¯s little bitch now. Acting like you¡¯re
better than us when we all know you¡¯re¡ªwhoa!¡± Slink tripped over a cord and toppled to
the ground, his red bandana following in the wind behind him. This was my perfect
opportunity to at least kick his face into the cement if I didn¡¯t choose to kill him.
That was when I saw the napping man who remained uninjured sneaking behind Tank
