The burly man had just been vomiting bile. His forehead, once his toughest part, had caved in, and his thick neck was twisted a full 180 degrees, facing directly backward. His entire body slumped limply in the fat man's embrace like a ravaged ragdoll, only residual muscle twitches indicating any sign of life. No one who saw him would have believed he was still alive...
...
"Heh heh heh, one person, one hundred thousand US dollars, one hundred thousand US dollars!"
The fat man wiped his face, which was smeared with sour-smelling vomit. He dropped the motionless body from his hands and turned his head with a sinister smile. His large, fat hand, capable of easily gripping a basketball, grabbed a terrified underling's head. With a fierce pull towards himself, his other hand twisted in the opposite direction.
CRACK.
Another body with a twisted neck thumped to the ground.
