*Bang*
A loud gunshot was heard.
A man was shot.
The previously joyous mood turned into one full of panic and confusion. Conversations came to an abrupt halt as startled gasps filled the air.
"Aaaaacckkkkkkk!!"
A woman screamed as she saw the man falling on the floor. He was shot in his heart, there was no chance of survival. A pool of blood formed under the man's body and the woman, who had seen so much blood for the first time in her life could only scream in panic.
Her scream was the start,
"Aaaaaaaccckkkk!!"
"H-He is dead!!"
"Aaaahhh!! Save me!!!"
A wave of chaos washed over the party, guests frantically sought shelter or dropped to the floor in panic. Many just screamed at the top of their lungs, their bodies had frozen in fear, but, the horror had just started.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
3 more gunshots were heard.
*Thud* *Thud* *Thud*
3 more bodies fell on the floor, lifeless.
All 4 people that had died wore a similar Black Coat, signifying that they were from the same faction. However, none of the people present there cared about all that. Their focus was on someone else.
A black-haired man with a black beard, a slightly wrinkled face with a scar on the left side of his face starting from the cheek to all the way to his eyebrow, this already gave him a fierce look, his savage eyes only boosted his ferociousness, the man stood tall with a gun in his hand.
From the calm look on his face, it was clear that he was quite experienced when it came to situations like this.
Of course, he didn't stay still either. The moment he realized that his location was now revealed, he rolled over and got a cover.
That was the signal,
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
It has started.
The members of the Faction that had lost 4 of their men took out their guns and shot at the man who hid behind the cover.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
The man didn't just defend either, he continued to shoot at the enemies, making sure that they wouldn't move away from their cover and get near him.
*Bam*
Suddenly, the doors of the room were kicked open and 20 men wearing similar Black suits walked in. Their target? The man who had started it all and had murdered 4 of their members.
The fight instantly became a 1 vs 26.
However, there was still not a single trace of fear in the man's eyes.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
Suddenly, more gunshots were heard.
Amongst countless gunshots that were continuously being exchanged between the man and the men in black suits, these gunshots seemed more distinct, that was because they were shot by 10 people who seemed to be cowering in fear amongst the crowd, but now, they looked like professionals with years of experience.
10 more men wearing Black Suits fell down. This enraged other Faction members, and the frequency of gunshots exchange increased.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
"AAaaaaakkkkkkk!!!"
"Save me!!"
"Get me out of here!!"
Along with the increased gunshots, the panic and chaos in the room spread as well.
It was not a normal situation.
Who could have thought that some bastards would dare to attack and kill these people and that too, in their faction's Ship?
How can one be so foolish!?
Even if they wanted to die, why drag them together!?
The people couldn't understand.
They were in no condition to understand anything either. Their mind was a mess, their heartbeat was a lot faster than normal, they were sweating profusely and their bodies were frozen in fear.
However, the people shooting at each other didn't care about their feelings. Suddenly, around 50 more men wearing the same Black Suit walked into the Hall room.
The fight's intensity increased.
The tables that were used to play Poker, Billiards, Blackjack, Roulette, and other games, the bar where the servers stayed behind and served drinks, the music system, and the huge speakers, all of these things were now used as a cover,
These 11 men's resistance was quite fierce. They picked their enemies' guns once their own were out of ammo. These people were really skilled, even killing one of them was difficult.
However, in front of such a huge number, even these skilled men fell.
One by one, these people started getting hit.
The Battle continued for 30 whole minutes, and with each second the battle got more and more intense, more bystanders died, around 30 men wearing Black Suits were lying on the floor with blood coming out of their bodies. The entire Hall room reeked of irony smell of blood.
10 of the 11 people who attacked the men in Black Suites were killed as well, the only one left was the bearded man who started all this.
He was still fighting.
*Click* *Click*
"Fuck! I am out of ammo!"
A man wearing Black Suit cursed.
"I am the same." The man next to him said the same.
They looked at other allies and realized they all faced the same problem as well.
And with how that bearded man was not shooting anymore, it seemed that he was facing the same problem.
"Haaahh..."
The men sighed in relief.
It was over.
Without guns, there was no way that man could fight against more than 20 of them.
*Bam*
However, they were wrong.
The table the man in the black suit was covering himself with, was broken away from a strong impact, the bearded man appeared right in front of him, in his hand, there was a meter-long hammer.
*Bam*
"Aaagghhh!!"
Without wasting any time, the bearded man moved his hammer, crushing the man's skull, killing him on the spot.
"C-Crazy bastard!"
The other people couldn't believe their eyes.
You would think that in a condition like this, one would try to search the dead bodies and try to get ammo or another gun. Even thinking about running away was a possibility but since they were surrounded by water, even this option was not available. Hiding and trying to mix in with the crowd was one of the options as well.
There were many things that the bearded man could try and do, but...
To directly step forward and attack with a hammer?
Was he that brave?
Or was he just straight-up foolish?
"Attack!!"
Anyways, the men in black didn't care about all that. They only had one task, capture this man.
"Get him!"
"Capture him alive!"
Soon the bearded man was surrounded by 20 people who were rushing at him with different weapons in their hands.
