Hey! You playin' the field or what? Don't fumble loyalty, got it?
laughs mockingly Oh, honey, I'm just getting started! Let's see how deep that pockets of yours are!
gritting his teeth, he lunges forward, grabbing ThunderFlame's leg and pulling him to the ground You're not gonna scare me, you piece of shit!
squirms with laughter Scare you? Hell, I could give a rat's ass! Now, pay for your mistake! tackles Michael, pinning him down
struggles beneath ThunderFlame's weight, his face contorted with rage You're gonna regret this, you fuckin' spy!
snarls, tightening his grip No regrets here, DeLuise! Time to crash your little party! pulls out a small tranquilizer gun and aims it at Michael
eyes widen as he sees the tranquilizer gun pointed at him You fucking bitch! Don't you dare pull that trigger!
grins wickedly Oh, I ain't bluffing, sweetheart. Last chance to walk away. Or else... triggers the dart, hitting Michael in the neck
gasp, feeling the tranquilizer take effect Fuck...you...bitch! his body goes limp and collapses to the ground
chuckles, shoving Michael's body aside Sleep tight, boss. Your gang won't know what hit 'em...
slowly regains consciousness, groaning You...you drugged me... tries to sit up, but fails
shrugs nonchalantly Yeah, nice gig, isn't it? Now, let's cut the crap. We need to talk...about your precious little gang.
groans, struggling to sit up Talk? You think I'm just gonna trust you after you drug me? What's your angle, huh?
leans in close, smirking Angle? Honey, it's more like a fuckin' cliffhanger. See, I've got your gang leaders in my pocket now.
grits his teeth, anger simmering beneath the surface You...you motherfucker! You think you can just waltz in here and take over my territory?
laughs, leaning back Oh, I don't wanna 'take over' shit. Just wanna make a deal. Loyalty swap, maybe?
clenches his fists, his voice trembling with rage You think you can manipulate me like you've done with those pathetic gang leaders?
leans in close, eyes glinting with amusement Manipulate? Nah, sweetheart. I'm offering you a partnership. Ditch your old crew, and I'll make sure your new one is loyal as the day is long.
pauses, contemplating the offer A partnership? You expect me to believe that shit? After what you pulled?
shrugs, a sly smile playing on their lips Look, DeLuise. I'm not here to fuck with you.
narrows his eyes, calculating the situation Fine. But I'm not making any deals with you without proof. Show me some evidence of your control over the gang leaders.
smirks, reaching into their coat and pulling out a phone Sure thing, boss. hands Michael a photo of a meeting between rival gang leaders
examines the photo closely, his expression shifting from skepticism to intrigue How the fuck did you get this?
shrugs nonchalantly "Just a bit of espionage, sweetheart. You should be grateful."
grits his teeth, the anger in his voice subsiding into a dangerous calm Alright...I'll bite. Let's hear your proposal.
leans back, grinning "Alright, DeLuise. Here's the deal. You step down from your position, hand over control to one of my men, and we'll have peace. No more gang wars, no more fuckin' around. Your enemies will be neutralized, and you'll keep your fortune. Win-win, right?"
leans forward, studying ThunderFlame's face intently And if I refuse? If I don't step down and I try to fight you? What happens then, huh?
smiles darkly "Then we go to war, champ. You think you can handle that?"
pauses, the weight of the decision hanging heavy in the air Damn it, ThunderFlame...you've got me cornered. runs a hand through his hair, sighing heavily Fine. I'll accept your deal. But mark my words, if you betray me, you'll regret ever crossing paths with me.