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The trio of McBride, Landucci and Pryce are still firmly holed up behind the various structures they are using as cover from the barrage of bullets being fired their direction by a group of Asians. McBride was able to identify the man they believe to be in charge of this little adventure. Theo army rolls, yep, he did it again, back over to his two cohorts. Once there McBride outlines what he believes will be a way to isolate the leader of the group to make sure that he isn’t taken out along with the rest of his bullet happy buddies. Theo and Gio both agree to the plan and just as they start to move out things go to hell.

Imagine that, as completely ridiculous as things are right now, a bunch of Asians trying to turn an Irish man, an Italian and an American into swiss cheese, things could somehow manage to get more fucked up. And they do. Three black Cadillacs come crashing into the warehouse. One of the cars manages to take out three of the Asian dudes leaving just four. Thankfully one of which is the suspected leader of the group.

Out of the three cadilliacs a slew, it’s a unit of measurement, google that shit, of Italian Americans pile out of the car like they want to play Chinese Firedrill. Each of the Italians has at minimum one gun in their hand. The remaining four Asians turn around to see a bunch of Italian with guns drawn ready to do battle but before they open fire Landucci stands up and yells for them to not shoot. The men look a bit confused as it was their understanding that they were told to come for the explicit reason that they were to shoot some Asians.

Gio, McBride and Theo walk around from their previous hiding spot to join Gio’s Italian comrades. Allowing Gio to take charge for the moment as it was his people that provided the backup, Theo stands back and watches the man go to work.


“Alright, which one of you slanty eyed fuckers is running this operation?”


……………………


No one speaks up. Apparently the Asians won’t make this easy. Gio raises his gun…



POP!!!


….and puts a bullet into the brain of one of the four remaining Asians, one he does not suspect to be the leader.


“Let’s try this again…which one of you is in charge here.”


………………………………


Again Gio raises his gun and takes aim but before he can pull the trigger the man he suspected was incharge speaks up.


“I am.”

“Thank you. But unfortunately that means your other two comrades aren’t needed.”


POP!!!



POP!!!


And just like that there was one Asian left standing.


“Why did you do that?”

“Because you mother fuckers showed up here guns blazing and took out a dozen of my friends without saying a word. The least I could do was to kill two of yours with the same lack of common courtesy you fucking chink.”

“I am Japanase, asshole.”

“Even better. So tell me you kamikaze cocksucker, what the fuck are you even doing here? Why are you fucking up a perfectly good business transaction? You know World War 2 is over right? You lost.”


No response. Instead the man opts to just spit in the general direction of Gio. Gio somewhat amused by this takes a step forward, closing the gap between himself and the Japanese man. One of Gio’s associates swings his arm back as if preparing to strike the back of the Japanese man’s head but Gio makes a motion with his head indicating that such a strike was not necessary.


“That wasn’t very smart. You see any one of these men here, they would love to take their first and repeatedly smash your face in with them. In fact, all that is stopping them from doing so is me. So how about we stop with the bullshit and you tell me why the fuck you are here? What do you Japs want with us? What did us Italian Americans do to you? We are just good blue collar folks trying to earn a buck.”

“I’m not here for you.”

“Oh really? Then would you like to share with the class who in the hell are you here for?”

“Him!”

“McBride? What did you do to rile up the Japs Michael?”

“No not him, him.” This time said more emphatically and coupled with a head nod in the direction of Theo.

“Me? What the fuck did I do?”

“You killed me brother.”

“Bullshit I never killed any of you people.”

“You killed my brother. And thousands of Japanese citizens.”

“What the fuck are you on about?”

“Fukushima. You killed thousands of Japanese including my brother, his wife and his unborn son.”

“Yeah still not making the connection here.”

“Pryce Industries Bio Dome.”

“Well buddy I hate to break it to you but you got 11 of your guys killed for nothing. I had absolutely nothing to do with that clusterfuck in Fukushima. I wasn’t even there. The guy you want is a fat Jew bastard named Paul Heyman. You can’t miss him, his massive belly is only eclipsed by his more massive go and his giant Jew nose.”

“You Theo Pryce, you build Bio Dome.”

“My company built the dome yes, but we didn’t seal all those fucks in there. Paul Heyman did. You want him. You don’t want me.”

“You Theo Pryce, you build Bio Dome.”

“This fucking guy. You clearly understand English so I’m not sure why you don’t understand what it is I am saying to you. I had nothing to do with your fucking brother getting killed, but honestly, based on how fucking annoying you are, I wished to hell I did. The world needs less fucking idiots.”

“What do you want to do with this guy Theo?”

“Well let me ask my Jap friend here. Hey Jap friend, if I kill you, will I have to deal with more of you fuckers popping up at the worst possible times or will this be it?”

“If you kill me, my father will just send more. And more. And more.”

“Your father? Is your whole fucking family after me? Do I have to worry about some old jap woman with a walker coming to beat me to death with her cane?”

“I bet you this butterhead is one of them Yakuza fucks.”

“Oh Christ, is that what this is? Some vendetta bullshit because you think I killed your brother? Look, I told you Paul Heyman is the guy you want. I can even tell you exactly where he will be and when, is that something that might be of interest to you?”

“Why should I believe you?”

“Why? Because you stupid assholes lost the one advantage you had, surprise. Now that you fucked up and I know you are coming for me I’ll just have a whole fucking legion of security accompany me everywhere. You had one chance to kill me, and that was when I didn’t know you wanted to. Now I do know, and now you are fucked. So the way I see it, you can trust me and walk out of here with the information you need to avenge your brother and his family or I can shot you in the face, your choice. But choose quickly, I got places to be.”

“You are going to let this asshole go?”

“Well that’s up to him. So what will it be Ichiro? Do you want to kill the man who is responsible for your brother’s death or do you want to sleep with the fishes? You like that Gio? I got that from The Godfather. An American Classic.”

“It was alright.”

“Alright? Are you kidding me?”

“Yeah just alright. So what are we doing with this guy?”

“Well Jap? What are we doing? You want to walk out of her and live to kill another day or die right here and now? I got a few more bullets left in my gun here.”

“And you’ll probably need them all too.”

“Funny. I capped that one guy.”

“Capped? Who are you 50 Cent? And yeah you did kill that one guy, but it took you almost an entire clip to do it. I’m not sure that’s something I would be proud of.”

“Whatever. He ain’t getting up, ever. And that’s what matters. So what will it be?”

“If you are lying and this man is not where you say he will be, we will be back for you.”

“Texas Memorial Stadium, in Austin, Texas. This Saturday night. You want to get your revenge that’s your chance. Oh and by the way, I will be there as well. If I see one single slant eyed mother fucker I will come after you and your entire fucking family. I don’t care if that slant eyed is a Jap, a chink or a fucking Vietnamese asshole who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. You got me?”

“If your story checks out you have nothing to worry about.”

“I’m not worried either way. After the colosual fuck up that was your little operation, you people are about as scary to me as a spoon. Now Michael, if you don’t mind, can you please escort our Japanese friend out? And if tries to get cute feel free to shot him in the head.”

“Aye aye mate.”


McBride escorts the Japanese man out of the warehouse, giving Theo some time to survey the situation.


“So…the guns are still here, you want to do what we came for our what?”

“What? How? I have no one here to take delivery.”

“Sure you do, all those guys who came here thinking it were stepping into a gun fight. Look at them, they look despondent, wouldn’t you feel better if you gave them something to do? Come on Gio, you look like a people person, help them turn that frown upside down.”

“Fine, fine. It will get you to stop with the nonsense I will.”

“Fantastic. Let’s get this done then.”


Theo walks over to the crates as Gio starts giving out directions to his associates.