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Chapter 22 - Slaughter in the backroom.

"Oh really, well I guess I can't go back there," I said, chuckling, before pulling out a knife and quickly cutting the throat of the first guard. Before the second guard could call for help, I stabbed up from the bottom of his jaw, going through his tongue and into his skull. As I held him up until he finally died, I pulled out the knife, letting him fall to the floor before wiping the knife on the sleeve of my black hoodie.

Moving deeper into the back until I walked down the stairs, the system showed me their was about ten women that needed to be saved as I pulled up my M1911s and loaded fresh magazines into them as I find the from only to see four guys guarding it "Who the fu-" Before he could finish I shot him in the head stunning the other three before killing them. Kicking the door open as a group of businessmen stood up, shocking them as I noticed a group of women were tied up and gagged. "Supirse mouthfuckers, time to make yall my bitches." I said, smiling.

Shooting a fat ugly mother that had his pants down ready to stick his disgusting tumb of a dick into a woman crying making all the guys and women looking at me with eyes wide open. "What? Never seen someone die before, it's pretty common." I shrugged as I said that. A man with gray hair stood up and spoke. "I am sure we can come to an understanding, we can give you money, or even let you join in on this party. Why do we get bloody? Acts of Violence isn't called for." He said as a woman beside him opened a briefcase, making me chuckle.

"I don't need money; from the looks of it, I will side with these women. That have lovers and husbands even if they didn't I would still kill to protect them from you fucked up people." Cleaning out one of my ears with my pinking as a fat fuck stood up. "Who are you to judge us? Your more fucked up then us, we don't kill anyone and only awaken them to pleasure." He said, licking his lips, to the girl before him.

"I am fucked up for sure, but your just as fucked up if not more so as I am fucked up because I am a broken man held together with tape called rage. You 'men' and I use that loosely take pleasure in destroying an innocent person for your pleasure. We aren't the same. In most people's minds, y'all are worse than me, as I have never once hurt someone who didn't deserve it. Don't act like you shouldn't be killed, makes you look like a bitch." I said, pointing my gun at him, making him back up as I shot him.

The men and women with them backed up, but as there was only one door in and out of this area, it didn't take me long to kill the people not meant to be saved. Walking to one of the women who was tied up, I undid her binding as I pulled out a blanket to cover her as she cried, shaking. This happened every time I undid one, as I finished up and turned to walk away, the women stood up. "Thank you for saving us." They bowed as I waved them off. "Take that money and split it between you all, hoping that it can help you in your lives." I walked out of the room and down the hall to the club, blending into the crowd as I made my way to the bar.

"Can I get a Jack and Coke?" I said, pulling out some money. The bartender nodded, and a woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties walked up shyly from her group of friends, making me shake my head as I could see a tan line around her ring finger. "How are you doing, my na-" I raised my hand before she could finish. "I wouldn't listen to your friends, you're married, right?" I said, making her blush and lowering her head. "Do you have kids?" I asked.

She nodded her head, and I sighed. "Are you going to show them it's better to run away from your problems than fix them? Is your husband cheating on you or abusing you?" I asked her to speak finally. "He would never!" She yelled. "Then why are you willing to cheat on him? Is it because something stopped, as no excitement, or is he not good in bed? Becuase if that's the case then those are stupid ass reasons. If you want excitement, then help your husband find it with you, and if it's because he isn't good in bed, then teach him. Those are what adults do: they talk to their loved ones and tell them what's bothering them. Not going behind their backs and stabbing them in it." I said, picking up my drink and sipping it as she sat beside me.

"Will it be that easy?" She said, sighing. "You won't know until you try, and if it fails and this is truly something you need, then give him at least the dignity of a divorce before sleeping with someone. You love him, don't you? Or does all you have built with him have so little meaning to you? Oh, one more thing, never listen to your girlfriends, 7 out of 10 times they will have horrible ideas." I said while finishing my drink. "Her drink is on me. Order what you want, and think about what I said, after all, it's really not that hard. People make it way more complicated than it needs to be." I said while placing money on the counter and walking towards the door.

Stepping outside, looking at the night sky, smiling as I pulled a pack of smokes out and lit one, this walk did help me come back down to earth from my rage high. I thought to myself and walked the streets back to my home.

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