Chapter 44 - 44

"What are you talking about? I don't have any idea." As he tried to act scared of Roger, Taylor retracted a bit. However, Roger doesn't buy anything he puts on the show.

"Ah... I see... Then, let's do something you wouldn't like." Roger uttered, then violently pushed the desk away from Taylor's chair. Then, he pulled Taylor's collar and dragged him out of the room.

"Where are you going to take me?!" Taylor asked, as he was being dragged out of the room and his friends were following with discombobulated faces.

Roger just grinned at them and then gestured to slice his neck. It made them stop and just see Taylor out of their sight. When Taylor saw it, he could only feel betrayed. But what could he do? It is now well known that Roger is too strong.

When Taylor and Roger were finally at the rooftop, where Roger was intending to take Taylor, he threw him to the ground.

"I am so done with you, you know that. Let's start with the bullying, shall we? " Roger said in an irritated tone, making Taylor tremble as he saw Roger grinning heinously.

"W-What are you doing to me?!" Taylor shouted.

However, Roger just remained to grin at him, and in the next seconds, he lifted Taylor's body. He tried to resist; however, Roger used his full strength to ignore all of Taylor's movements.

Then, as Roger was lifting Taylor, he moved to the rooftop's side and climbed on the barricade. And just when Taylor realized it, he was already seeing the bottom of the building with Roger bringing his hand off the barricade.

He was hanging, and if he tried to resist while in that position, he would surely drop.

Taylor's body was now cold, numb, and trembling from intense nervousness. He looked at Roger in an unstable manner, still agitated about what he could possibly do to him.

"You are not thinking of dropping me, right?" Taylor asked in a trembling manner.

"Who knows?" Roger uttered, then moved his hand further away from the barricade.

Taylor's heart almost dropped, and he had his eyes closed. He was also shouting hysterically, fearing the death that Roger could give him.

"W-What do you need?! I already told you that I don't know what you are talking about." Taylor exclaimed. However, Roger wasn't buying it. Just by looking at Taylor's face, he knows that he was only lying to him.

"Ah, so you are still not admitting it, huh." Roger mumbled, then continued, "Should I just drop you?"

Taylor hysterically faced Roger, then shouted, "Please no. I will tell you what I know. Please."

And on cue, Roger smirked, then threw Taylor back to the ground. He then jumped off the barricade to Taylor's place and lowered his stance, looking down on Taylor.

Taylor was helpless on the ground and could not even muster the strength to move. He was still stunned by that near-death experience.

"So... you really gave some information about me to the Red Bulls, huh? When you eavesdrop on our conversation with that agent-like person, you want to extort the use of our grudges." Roger uttered that Taylor had just nodded simultaneously.

"Y-Yes! I said it to them, so what? I am suffering every day because of you. And it is the only way I could erase you from my life." Taylor said.

Listening to it, Roger just smirked and stood up straight, still looking down on Taylor with his stoic face. He then let out a sigh and took out his phone.

"Good to know. Now, you already know why I have to do this." Roger moved his left leg back and, afterward, launched a kick at Taylor.

It made a crisp sound, and even though it was supposed to sound like a thud, it didn't become like that as Roger had cracked Taylor's rib.

In agony, Taylor screamed soundlessly. His voice couldn't get out of his mouth as the intense pain was piercing through his nerves. It was like his whole being had been hit by a truck.

And as Roger had already kicked him, he gave him one last dead eye, then walked away, going to the stairs and descending to the lower floors. And as he walked away, he dialed a number on the phone to call someone.

Click!

"Hello, Scar. You know Taylor, right? I want you to beat him to death. This will be your last dirty activity. Silence him for good." Roger said, and then put his phone back in his pocket.

There is no remorse for this decision. After all, he wanted to kill Taylor, but for some reason, he wanted to stay low and reserve his first kill for someone bigger person.

And now, he had already killed one. It was the gunman. And with it, he hoped he could send a warning to them, as he had already been planning on wiping out the roots for good.

***

The base of the Red Bulls is a tall building corporation. Its main businesses are security services and construction companies. However, what could be the use of it if the owners disappear?

Then, if the owners disappear, the next person who owns a large share in the company will own it. And after that, who knows what possible things could catch his interest? For now, he only wanted to kill the leader of the Red Bulls.

Acting like a normal citizen, Roger passed through the security of the first floor. When he entered the building, his eyes wandered around and witnessed how rich the Red Bulls were compared to the Green Falcons.

Their building was made of thick glass. There was a receiving desk and a few functions that a company needs.

"Hello sir, how may I help you?" One receptionist asked Roger as he had been staying in one place since he entered.

Roger was wearing quite western casual clothes, making him look like a person who had some business with the corporation. However, he doesn't need anyone to assist him. He had already scanned the whole building, learning where the strongest person was.

"Nothing much. I only want your card." Roger said, dumbfounding the receptionist who had asked him. And as he wanted to react to it, Roger had already pulled out his card and disappeared from the sight of the receptionist.

Roger ran at an intense speed, using the stairs to reach the final floor of the building, where the strongest person is. He passed through the security, acting as if he was just a breeze.

And as he stood before a huge door, he finally initiated the next move, opening the door to the room. He used the card he pulled and put it into the scanner stuck at the side of the door. But, to his disappointment, the door didn't open.

"Uhh... I thought things like this happened in real life. I only remembered watching a drama in my younger teens where the boss's room had a scanner."

It didn't work that way, much to his dismay. So another way of forcing his way in is to destroy the door.

However, before Roger could destroy the door, a presence appeared behind him. He felt vicious about it, so, before punching the door, he shifted his body, facing the person that appeared.

When Roger finally shifted his body, he saw a person with a man's physique covered in bandages, but only had a gap in his eyes.

Roger raised his eyebrows. "What are you?"

The person replied, "You don't need to destroy that. I can bring you the way to enter the room."

Roger was clueless and speechless as to how to see how the person helped him with the way to enter the room. Instead of feeling vicious towards him, unlike earlier, he felt familiar with him. Then, as the person in bandages faced him, it was as if he smiled behind the bandages.

"I apologize for putting you in this situation. But it was the only way for me to clear the Red Bulls out of the picture." The person said.

Roger didn't feel like pushing his way to make the person speak who he was. He only then continued listening to him as this person wasn't over with his words.

"I noticed that it was your nature to move that way. So, I might apologize for bringing you a horrible experience." The person continued and gestured to the open door. "You may now enter."

Roger was still confused. However, he only ignored this person as he didn't feel any hostility coming from him. But when he entered, he still raised his vigilance, and then continued his way to the room where the strongest person in the building was.

Just as Roger entered the room, he already felt the aura of this person. And remembering how his family had felt when he ordered a gunman to kill his family, he furiously pushed the furniture that was blocking his way.

This room, which belongs to the boss of the Red Bulls, is like a suite room in a hotel, and as he had come to realize, the boss of the Red Bulls was using this building as his residence as well.

"So.... how come the boss of the little gang in the Blue Neighborhood is able to enter my territory?!" The boss shouted in anger.