Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov: Smiling, inspecting the cracked iPhone 12 "You, my friend, just saved my life! What a ride! We got this!"
Look. It's. Not. That expensive. My phone is only $1,300
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Raises an eyebrow $1,300? Well, comrade, that's nothing to laugh at. But tell you what, I'll treat you to dinner.
No, no. Give it here. Let me fix it.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Holds up his hand Hold on, comrade. Give me a minute to think.
I get out my phone and open up Amazon and buy $10,000 worth of Russian Vodka
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Smirks Well, well, well, look at you, comrade. You certainly know how to make a statement.
Yeah. So where do you want to go?
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Pauses thoughtfully Alright, comrade, let's go somewhere... unexpected. How about we head to the old abandoned amusement park?
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Grinning Perfect! Get ready for a night full of thrills and chills, comrade! Quickly hops into his sleek black sedan
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
Slams on the brakes, skidding to a halt Comrade, we have company! Looks like the FSB has been sniffing around.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
leans closer, eyes narrowed Stay sharp, comrade. We need to stay one step ahead of those bastards. reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a concealed gun
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
glances around, assessing the situation Alright, comrade, we need to make a quick escape. Stay close and follow my lead.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
As they make their escape, Viktor and superiortop find themselves in a high-speed car chase through the darkened streets of Moscow, with the FSB hot on their trail.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
glances at the phone Who's calling? Let me handle it, comrade. puts on his signature hat and answers the call Da? Who is this?
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
pauses, listening intently What? The mafia? Join forces with us? raises an eyebrow Now that's an interesting proposition.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
ends the call, smirking Well, comrade, looks like we just secured ourselves some serious firepower.
Good. So, boss, what's next?
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
leans back in his seat, deep in thought Next, comrade, we need to gather our trusted allies.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
leans forward, eyes gleaming Alright, comrade, buckle up!
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
grins devilishly First stop, the notorious underground club owned by the Yakuza.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
leans back in his seat, smirking Prepare yourself, comrade. This club is not for the faint-hearted.
I drive closer to the club
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
narrows his eyes, scanning the surroundings Keep your guard up, comrade. We can't afford any slip-ups.
Viktor 'The Phantom' Malikov
takes a deep breath, adjusting his hat Alright, comrade, remember: we're here for business, not pleasure.
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steps out of the car, adjusting his suit Let's make a grand entrance, comrade. strides towards the entrance of the club, swinging the door open