New York, Brooklyn.
Inside the grand hall of a two-story redbrick mansion, Marcelo was examining the M4A1+ carbine in his hands.
There were still fifteen minutes left until the agreed time for action. Having already completed his preparations and with nothing else to do, he could only carefully inspect the weapon in his hands. Whether the upcoming operation would be successful depended on whether this M4A1+ carbine was as powerful as the boss had claimed.
Apart from him, six other assassins from various gangs participated in this operation, some tall, some short.
The most conspicuous among them was an African American man sitting idly on a single-seater sofa. He was over two meters tall, with arms that hung below his knees, and appeared to exhibit traits of atavism.
Marcelo had heard of this behemoth's reputation: a trump card of the Five K Gang, known as the Beast.
