"Only the underground's elite can touch it," the man said, grinning over his glass of whiskey.
"Sicario Roulette isn't for the street rats. It's private. A tool for kings, not pawns."
He tapped his phone. A digital roulette spun in gold and black, an ivory ball rattling until it landed on a red slot. His lips curled.
"Red. Four stars skilled hitman. My killer's already on the move. By sunrise, my enemy's gone."
The others at the table chuckled, raising their glasses. But before the man could toast, his phone buzzed.
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Target retaliate.Forced engage.
Status: Employed hitman deceased
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The color drained from his face. "What? That's not—"
The door creaked open. His hired hitman staggered in first, beaten bloody, and collapsed at his feet. Behind him came the man who had done it—calm, deliberate, carrying the weight of inevitability in his stride.
Light skin caught the neon glow, sharp wolf-cut hair framing a face too noble for this world, too human to belong in this room. Broad shoulders, hard muscle under his jacket. A predator's build.
[Arash]
[Codename:Wolfgang]
The client's glass rattled in his hand. "No. This—this doesn't make sense. You worked for me yesterday! You killed Rami for me—I paid you!"
Arash raised his pistol, his eyes steady, his voice flat and final.
"Yesterday's boss can be today's target. That's the game you bought into."
A pause. The faint hum of neon.
"You spun the wheel, hoping for luck… but fate rolled 'me'."
The others barely had time to reach for their guns. Arash moved like a shadow breaking glass—fast, precise, merciless. Two shots dropped the men on the left before they could rise from their seats.
A third lunged with a knife; Arash slammed him into the table, shattered whiskey and blood mixing as he drove a bullet through his skull.
The last one begged, hands shaking in surrender, but Arash didn't flinch.
"In this craft no witness present."
The shot cracked. Whiskey spilled across the table, mingling with blood. The phone slipped from the client's grip, roulette still spinning, searching for a killer who would never come.
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[SICARIO ROULETTE]
[Notification Banner]Contract Complete.Tap to review results.
[System Summary]Hitman: WOLFGANGClient: Mr.Viper
Target: Dani Cruz – Mid-level Broker
Status: Eliminated
[Reward Breakdown]
Base Payout: $15,000
[Efficiency Bonus (Set by client)]
Clean execution, under 2 hours:$ 2,000
Total: $17,000
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Arash lingered in the silence, then turned away, swallowed by the neon dark.
-END OF CHAPTER-