“ARRGGGHHH!!” screamed a helpless old man as his right palm was stabbed with a knife. He could no longer bear being tortured like this; he wanted to die right then and there.

But the person torturing him would certainly not let his torment end so quickly. Lewis, or Law as he was called, was the deputy leader of the Black Wolf mafia, notorious for being sadistic, cold-hearted, and perverted.

“Don't die yet, Mr. Harry. I still have a lot of inspiration to paint many marks on your body,” Law said with a grin. He played with his small knife skillfully, as if ready to carve cuts on the body of the traitor in front of him.

Meanwhile, old Harry just lay there limply, filled with regret. With no cloth covering his body, his cuts were clearly visible, especially on his legs and chest. His blood had already dried there. His face was also battered from being beaten mercilessly by Law; several of his teeth were knocked out, and his left eye could not see clearly.

In addition, there were knives still stuck in his right thigh and right palm, making it even more difficult for him to move his body. His groin was also numb from being kicked repeatedly by Law. Truly, he could no longer endure this torture. His body was numb, and he just wanted to die.

If only, if only he hadn't been blinded by greed and taken advantage of his cooperation with the mafia, maybe he wouldn't be tortured like this. But unfortunately, time cannot be rewound. He had already betrayed his agreement, so this was his punishment.

For the umpteenth time, Harry looked at Law with pleading eyes. “Please forgive me, Mr. Lewis. I beg you. I won't repeat my mistake.” He truly begged for forgiveness with his dying body.

Law looked at his former business partner with a feigned expression of pity. Slowly, he approached Harry and pulled the knife stuck in his thigh. “Do you promise?”

“Y-yes, sir, I promise—ARRGGGHHH!!” Harry screamed again when Law stabbed the knife back into his right thigh. Right in the same wound.

“DO YOU THINK I BELIEVE YOUR PROMISE, YOU BASTARD?! YOU ARE A TRAITOR WHO MUST BE ELIMINATED!” Law shouted while staring sharply at his former business partner. He no longer trusted this old bastard.

He stood with a cold gaze. His killer aura was truly emanating. He really disliked betrayal. Once someone had lied to him, he would never trust them again. And people like Harry deserved to suffer in hell for a long hell.

Harry trembled even more at Law's gaze. He was indeed prepared to die, but the sharp gaze of the mafia vice-chairman completely shook his mental state. He was truly terrified, extremely terrified. Even the pain he felt seemed to disappear and be replaced by overwhelming fear. “I beg you, Mr. Lewis, I beg you.”

Law moved closer to Harry, gripping his knife tightly as if ready to end all this madness. But he stopped when he heard footsteps.

“What is it, Kenzo?” he asked without turning around.

“Sorry, Beta, Alpha is calling you to his room right now,” said Kenzo, one of the high-ranking members of this mafia group.

Law loosened his grip on the knife. He looked at old Harry with an annoyed look. “Tsk, what a pity it won't be my holy hands that will kill you.” He turned his gaze to the back.

Law's men, people who were accustomed to torture and interrogation, immediately got ready. They were happy to finally get their share, too.

“You guys! Do whatever you want to this old bastard. And don't let me see him again,” Law said coldly to his men, then he left the basement with Kenzo.

His boss's orders were absolute, so Law couldn't refuse. Besides, he was sure that if Jeff had something to say to him, he wouldn't have interrupted his fun like this.

Meanwhile, Harry was initially relieved that Law hadn't killed him, but a second later, he felt regret because now there were about ten of Law's men surrounding his helpless body. They grinned mockingly.

“Please forgive me. I'll pay whatever you want as long as you forgive me.” Harry begged for mercy again. His body was numb; he couldn't take any more torture.

However, the Black Wolf mafia members seemed indifferent to Harry's words. They were individuals accustomed to torturing and interrogating, deriving satisfaction from it.

They looked at each other, then surrounded Harry's body, which was already covered in bruises and cuts. They took out their penises from their pants and pointed them at Harry's helpless body.

“Arrrggghhh!!” Harry immediately screamed in pain when the mafia members did something he had never imagined before. His wounds became even more painful, even more painful than before. 

He continued to howl in pain, his body shaking violently. Slowly, his vision began to darken.

“You're going to die, you stupid traitor!” said one of the mafia members, making the others laugh with satisfaction. They were going to prolong this old man's hell.

Meanwhile, Jefford, the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, was focused on staring at the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him. It was an alpha wolf, symbolizing the strength of his mafia group. And now, there was a problem that needed to be solved immediately.

His gaze grew sharper. His teeth gritted, his right hand clenched tightly. He didn't open his mouth at all, making his cold face look even more fierce and charismatic. 

Robert. The mad scientist who created the mind control chipset was truly dangerous, and now he was planning to sell his creation to the equally insane Blood mafia group.

“Fuck! This cannot be allowed.” Jeff had decided on his goal. He would take part in the battle for the mind control chipset. He had to get it.

Soon, Law and Kenzo entered his room. Jeff immediately showed his computer screen to his two subordinates.

“So? Are we really going to take part in the battle for the chipset, Brother?” asked Law, who then sat down next to Jeff. Meanwhile, Kenzo was still standing near the door.

“Yes, we can't let the Blood mafia have that dangerous tool.”

Law nodded in agreement. He also agreed with his boss. The mind control chipset truly had unlimited potential to disrupt the stability of the world. If it fell into the hands of another mafia group, it would be particularly dangerous.

"In that case, let me go, Jeff. I'll make sure the chipset ends up in our hands," Law volunteered. He thought that this mission would be very difficult, so if he took part, their chances of obtaining the dangerous device would be higher.

However, Jeff shook his head. To be honest, given the very high risks of this mission, he didn't want Law to do it. He needed his mafia representative to analyze all the possibilities.

Jeff shifted his gaze to a blonde man who looked very alert. “Kenzo, I order you to complete this mission alone. Finish it well without leaving any traces. I believe in you.”

Kenzo nodded at his boss's order. “Yes, Alpha. I will complete this mission well.”

Law nodded in agreement when his boss decided to hand the task over to Kenzo. His protégé was just as talented as he was, so Kenzo would surely complete this mission well. “We trust you, Kenzo.”

Kenzo nodded again at his superiors' words. “Yes, Sir. I will carry out this mission well. Well then, Alpha, Beta. Excuse me.”

The blond man left the room.

Kenzo was one of the geniuses of the Black Wolf mafia group. He had been trained by Law since he was a teenager to be able to complete various dangerous missions. His fighting skills, both at close and long range, were excellent. In addition, he was also very good at disguising himself and conducting surveillance. So he would definitely be able to complete this mission well on his own.

After Kenzo left, only Jeff and Law remained in the room. The two leaders of the Black Wolf mafia group agreed to take part in the battle for the mind control chipset.

“Okay, we'll leave this mission to Kenzo for now, and we'll see how it goes. I'll also order Hans to find more details about the chipset and the exchange that Robert will make with the Blood mafia.” Law took over the computer and typed several command messages to his group of hackers.

“Yes, at least to minimize mistakes, we have to leave it to Kenzo. He can definitely do it.” Jeff rested his chin on his hand again. His gaze returned to the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him.

Meanwhile, Law casually typed something on the computer while continuing to talk about how great Kenzo was. The blonde man was a child whom he had personally trained, so his abilities were unquestionable.

“Okay, I'm done. I've made the mission details, and now we just have to wait and see how Kenzo carries out this mission.” Law smiled happily at Jeff as he showed him the computer screen.

There was a file named doubleshot. This mission would be carried out by Kenzo but monitored directly by Law and Jeff.

Jeff glanced at the computer screen and nodded.

“Okay, Alpha,” said Law in a teasing tone. “Now I can leave here, right? I have an appointment with some cute guys who are ready to satisfy me.”

In an instant, he forgot about his desire to finish Harry off, and it was replaced by his lewd activities.

“Tsk, you're always like that,” Jeff grumbled without looking at his friend and deputy chairman.

Law laughed smugly at his chairman's words. “So come with me. I guarantee you'll never be satisfied once you experience the tightness of those gay bottoms. They're really sweet and satisfying.”

Jeff sighed, then signaled to Law to leave immediately.

“Tsk, you'll really regret it for repeatedly rejecting my invitation.” Law finally left the room.

Jeff looked back at the file labeled ‘doubleshot’. Law used to name missions with random words that didn't even correlate with the mission. And his mind was wandering everywhere now. “Having sex with men, huh?”