In the 'barbarics' gang's base towards the outer zone of the Sandfall city, the boss was in his private room holding a man by his collar, his hands stained with the blood from hitting the man, whose face was swollen everywhere, blood kept flowing out from all the wounds and was barely holding to his consciousness.
"You dare open a business in my turf and refuse to pay me rent when my boys had kindly asked you for more than once, do you think I'm a joke?" the boss asked in a furious tone.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry…"
"What!? I can't hear you…say it louder."
"I-I'm…s-s-sor-r-ry…"
"Agh! This bastard can't even speak properly." He threw the man on the ground and turned around frustrated, and took a seat on the chair placed behind him.
"Take him away! Throw him at his shop's door and ask his wife to pay the rent tomorrow. Tell her its double now."
"Yes boss!" two gang members nodded and picked the man lying on the floor and moved out of the room.
