District 14, a boss's office in a certain bar.
"Lord Onions, the three people I sent out are all dead. The assassination failed, that guy's strength far exceeded our expectations."
A Black man in a suit with slicked-back hair flicked the ash off a thick cigar, his feet in leather shoes crossed on the desk.
Expressionless, as if he spoke of something trivial.
Onions sat on the sofa beside him, holding a glass of red wine, his mouth twitching in a snarl: "You bunch of useless fools, claiming to be the top gang in District 14, worthless stuff!"
The suited Black man was none other than Bokassa, the Gang Leader of the strongest Black gang in District 14—the Nigger Gang.
Being cursed, Bokassa didn't get angry, instead grinned, showing his big white teeth. He pointed the hand with the thick cigar towards the door: "If you think we are useless, worthless, then you can leave now."
Onions' face went from pale to flushed but showed no intention of leaving.
