Chapter 92 - Catty's Movement

Catty walked down a dark hallway and into a metal door that led directly to the building which was a luxury casino. The door she had passed was the entrance from the back of the building, that it should only be the people who worked there who can pass.

With her usual, slightly contrived steps, Catty walked through the sea of ​​people sitting on their own benches at the tables that provided various kinds of gambling games. As usual, even with just ordinary steps, Catty was able to make every pair of eyes who saw her dazzled. Not a few who swallowed their saliva saw Catty's body which was quite plump with S lines that were quite firm.

Plus her face is so charming, of course Catty is like a complete package of beauty for anyone who sees it.

Catty went up to the top floor. Each floor has a difference in the people who are there. The ground floor only provides gaming tables with fairly low stakes. Usually, ordinary office employees who want to spend time releasing their daily fatigue, or who want to try their luck with their minimal skills. Of course, the contents of their wallet are also very minimal.

The second floor is the floor where the stakes placed on each of the available tables are bigger. Typically, three to four times larger than the ground floor. At a minimum, those in this place are people who have salaries above the average.

The third floor has a betting ratio that is eight to twelve times greater than the floor below. The bosses of small companies as well as successful young entrepreneurs, most of them are on this floor. There was even an automotive company boss who had already glanced at Catty's beautiful body when she passed and told his subordinates to invite Catty to come to his table. But Catty flatly refused. She's not in the right mood to play around.

And finally Catty arrived at the top floor, the fourth floor.

If you think that this floor has the highest stake of all floors, you are wrong.

This place is not for gambling, but a place where the casino owner who incidentally is one of the leaders of a well-known mafia syndicate is located.

A fairly large man with body fat clearly visible from under his black coat welcomes Catty's arrival with great care.

"What made the Medusa come to my humble place?"

Catty sat in a chair that was supposed to be reserved exclusively for the owner of this place, but the person who owned the chair didn't show the slightest bit of protest when Catty took the chair just like that quite sassy.

Catty looked at the face of the casino owner and leader of the mafia syndicate with a face full of seriousness. "I want you to join me."

The man could not hold back his laughter. Instead of feeling happy about the laughter, Catty actually felt something odd from the atmosphere she was feeling now.

"You want me to join you? Let me guess, you want to fight against the Demon Prince, that David Stockholm, is that right?"

Catty didn't answer, waiting for the fat man to say the next word.

"Just so you know, I am just a leader of a small mafia syndicate, I am nothing compared to you mobsters who have special nicknames in the Underworld. After all, I have heard the rumors."

"What kind of rumors?" finally Catty grew impatient. Seeing the quite drastic change in Catty's expression made the fat man who is the leader of the mafia syndicate smile meaningfully, even though the meaning of that smile is still unknown to Catty.

The man played one end of his mustache with his thumb and index finger, lightly twisted the tip of his mustache and walked around with slow steps. "The news about you having lost badly to the Demon Prince. Moreover, you lost two of the three generals in your army. So, you have no reason to invite me to join the losing side. Hmm ... Instead of joining you,"

Twenty-six men each wielding automatic firearms stepped in and pointed the tips of their guns straight at Catty. "I can present your head to the Demon Prince, that way I will have a good relationship with the most respected person in the current Underworld in the future. And it's not impossible for the Demon Prince to give me something that is expensive enough to be measured in nominal dollars, because he is also the sole owner of the Stockholm Corporation company. As you heard, is there still a better reason than that? If there is, I will listen to you and consider choosing your side."

Catty finally smiled broadly and couldn't help but laugh after a while.

The fat man felt something strange, and when he looked down at his chest, there was a red dot which was the laser target of a sniper rifle coming from outside the window. From a distance of about four blocks from the location of the casino building, precisely at the top of the telephone tower, Steve aimed his sniper rifle at the fat man who was threatening Catty.

Surely the fat man realized that there was no building as tall as where he was now within close range. And seeing the laser aiming straight at his heart barely moved the slightest bit, convinced him that the person aiming at him wasn't an amateur assassin.

In the Underworld, there were only two people who had shooting accuracy like this. One of them is David Stockholm, The Demon Prince. However, Catty could not possibly cooperate with David because in this battle Catty was David's enemy.

Therefore, the one who was aiming at him right now was one other person, namely the person known as the Grim Reaper, the Angel of Death, the person who rules the night and moves from the shadows. One of three surviving former generals of the legendary mafia syndicate Hendrick Brasco, Steve Stifler.

"Are you gonna invite me to join you using this threatening method?"

"Of course not." said Catty who raised her hand and made a movement as if ready to snap her thumb with her index finger. "I don't need a chairman, all I need is as many members as possible."

Catty snapped her fingers and in less than a second the fat man fell lifelessly into a useless lump of flesh lying on the floor. Catty also stared at all the members of the mafia syndicate whose leader had just been killed. "I know that each of you has dozens of your own men. And since your big boss has died at my hands, you have two choices. Join me, or end up like your big, useless boss."

One of them who served as the boss of the mafia syndicate branch opened his mouth to speak. "From what I heard, what you said earlier confirmed that you need as many members as possible. Are you planning to continue your battle with the Demon Prince?"

"Of course, what else do you expect?"

"How many troops have you gathered?"

"Wait a minute…" Catty hung up her sentence and looked like she was thinking about something she already knew. "I've killed twelve mafia syndicate leaders from various regions, even six of them are leaders from the West Coast region. Each of them has over sixty to one hundred members in total. So, the people I've gathered at least a thousand people. Maybe more? I can't remember."

Everyone who heard it seemed to stop breathing for a moment. There had never been anyone who could gather a thousand or more people in the Underworld. Someone did it before, namely the only big mafia boss at the time, Hendrcik Brasco. And now, the woman in front of them was the second person in mafia history to have gathered more than a thousand people.

Everyone in the room agreed to join Catty. Not because they are afraid of Catty's threat or because of being fascinated by the beauty of Catty's body, but they want to take part in the historical events in this Underworld, where there are a thousand more mafia people who gather in one camp and will fight with those who rule the Underworld, namely the Demon Prince, the satan's former adopted son, Hendrick Brasco, that is David Stockholm.

With that, Catty has gathered a lot of people. Catty thought, she didn't need mafia leaders who had great abilities, because it would be very troublesome to unite them all. Catty just wanted to gather as many members as possible.

It doesn't matter if their abilities are equal to small ants when compared to David, because previously Catty had surpassed David in terms of quality but failed, this time Catty plans to fight with David relying on quantity. No matter how good David's fighting abilities are, and also the mysterious person who sided with David, if only the two of them would not be able to face the attacks of thousands of people at once.

What Catty doesn't know here is the identity of the mysterious person who sided with David. That person is Darius Geoffrey. One of the reasons why the UN security sector is more wary of Darius than David is that David has always been on his own, while Darius has subordinates scattered all over the world, his subordinates are people who have fought in the same battlefield as him in the past.

They all live in their own ways and are in several professions that are very far from the word 'war', even 'mafia'. Some have even become successful tailors. And they all have the same cellphone, and that cellphone can only receive calls from one number, that is, the number that belongs to Darius.

When Darius presses the number three for eleven seconds, those scattered in all parts of the world will receive an emergency message and will immediately rush to the coordinates where Darius is.

It was something neither Catty nor Steve knew.

Catty laughed with satisfaction, not realizing that her enemy in this battle couldn't be defeated by sheer quantity either.