I Hacked Everything 27 Alfonso's Doom!

"Who the f.u.c.k are you?!" The ugly fat man asked as he frantically started to grab at his clothes that were strewn across the floor.

"Alfonso Rossi, I was going to let the FBI take care of you, but it seemed that you wanted to die by my hands. Well it's alright. I get to release some of my stress and frustration so I guess you did something good," Chris said as he started to crack his knuckles.

However, before he could rush in and take care of Alfonso, the other 19 people that were in the warehouse rushed into the room. 4 were wearing suits and the other 15 were wearing simple T-shirts and jeans.

"Hmph, trying to scare me. Men, take care of him. Don't kill him though. I want to capture him and depending on his face, I'll sell him to the gay clients that have been bugging me to sell teenage boys for a long time," Alfonso said as he started to drag Monica out of the room.

"No! No! Get away from me!" Monica screamed as she felt that all her hopes were lost. When Chris came in, she felt that he would be able to save her, but alas, he is facing 19 armed men and she felt that it was now her fate to be raped.

After Alfonso dragged Monica out of the room, the 19 men took out their guns.

"Shoot the boy in the leg. When he gets f.u.c.ked, his new owner won't notice the scar on his leg," One of man wearing a suit ordered. As soon as he ordered the men, Chris dashed to the man who just spoke and before anyone else can react, he threw a right hook at the man's head. The punch landed and the man started flying towards a wall. He hit it making a dent on the wall and slowly slid down. He stopped breathing.

"Antonio!" Another man with a suit started to scream out.

Chris quickly ran back so that he could start taunting them.

"That man was one of the executives wasn't he?! Don't worry, you will all be joining him soon enough" Chris said while laughing loudly.

The man that screamed out started to shake and his face was turning red.

"Men, I don't care about Alfonso's punishment. Kill him and avenge Antonio!"

The 17 other members looked at each other and started to shoot. The man who screamed also started to shoot, but his eyes widened in surprise. Chris started to dodge all the bullets and was slowly getting closer to them.

"What the f.u.c.k are you guys doing?! Hit him already!" The man shouted. As they were all shooting with pistols, they soon ran out of bullets and seeing this Chris quickly ran to them. He went to the men wearing T-shirts first and proceeded to hit them in the head.

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"AHHH!"

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"POUHHH!"

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Before anyone could finish reloading, the 15 grunts already flew to the walls making a dent like Antonio and died.

The 3 executives that remained alive were shivering and even forgot to reload.

"You... you... you monster!" The man who screamed earlier shouted as he fell down and tried to crawl away. The other 2 executives also tried to run, but Chris did not let them. He ran towards one and hit him in the chest. The executive fell and started to scream. He squirmed around while spurting out blood.

"My son... My son... Hilda..." The man said as he closed his eyes with tears flowing out.

The other executive that was running reloaded his gun and turned back. He shot at Chris, but like earlier Chris dodged all of his bullets. He arrived in front of the executive and threw a punch in the liver. The executive spurted out blood and fell. Like the other executive, he squirmed around a bit and died.

The final executive stood up and saw what happened to his 2 friends. His eyes turned red, but he realized that he could not do anything.

'If this boy can dodge 18 guns, what am I supposed to do?!' He thought while feeling despair. He regretted coming today. He along with the rest was supposed to pick out a girl they each liked since they were all rewarded for a mission they completed. However, now he was going to die and he also knew that it wasn't going to be a painless one.

Chris ran to the last executive and before he killed him, he decided to talk to him for a little bit.

"I want to torture you, but I'll reserve that for that fat b.a.s.t.a.r.d," Chris said. He punched the last executive in the chest and once again the executive spat out blood. However, unlike the others, he immediately died from the hit.

Chris ran to the door that Alfonso dragged Monica to. When he entered the room, he was appalled by what he saw. There were cages upon cages of women and they were piled on top of each other. Every cage barely fit the women and they were all screaming making him not able to understand what any of them were saying.

"What the f.u.c.k is this?!" Chris shouted.

Somehow hearing Chris, all the women started to shout.

"Help! Please help me!" One of the woman who seemed to be around the age of 20 shouted.

"No, I'm 16. I'm underage. I have parents who's worried about me! Please save me!" Another girl shouted.

"I'm 40. I have 3 children at home. One is barely a year old and needs me to be with him. Please help me!"

When Chris walked further, he noticed another door. He turned the k.n.o.b, but it was locked. He kicked the door and the door fell down.

"You motherf.u.c.ker! Who gave you the guts to break down my door. Alejandro, you may be my closest aide, but I told you not to f.u.c.k with my session," Alfonso said with anger. He was just about to enter the girl, but he was interrupted. He angrily put on his clothes and prepared his gun to shoot Alejandro in the leg. He came out and just as he was about to scream again, he was shocked.

"You... You... You... How did..."

"Don't bother. Let me ask you one question. Did you already enter her?" Chris asked with a cold tone

"What?" Alfonso asked weakly.

"Let me clarify. Did you f.u.c.k her?" Chris asked once again.

"No! No! I did not," Alfonso quickly replied while cold sweat was pouring down his back.

Chris heaved a sigh of relief, but he soon recovered his cold att.i.tude.

"You're lucky. If you did anything to her. I would've cut off everything you had, but now it's just your arms and 3 legs."

"3 legs? What do you mean?" Alfonso asked as if the life was sucked out of him.

"Your regular two legs and of course your p.e.n.i.s. If you're lucky, maybe you could have your last meal: 2 arms and 3 legs stew," Chris said.

"No... No!" Alfonso screamed as he tried to brush past Chris and get out. Chris let him and thinking that he got away, he was overjoyed and continued to run. The girls outside saw Alfonso run out and started to scream at him.

"You motherf.u.c.ker, bring me back home!"

"You're going to pay!"

Alfonso shot his gun and the entire warehouse was silent.

"Shut up! I'm going to come back and just watch. Some of you girls are going to die that day," Alfonso started to run again, but he finally reached the room where Chris killed the 19 people. Alfonso saw the bodies and began to sweat again.

"I was lucky. I guess he was caught off guard or something. Watch, I'm going get a hundred armed men. Let's see how this kid is going to fare. First, I'll find who that girl is related to. Then I'll make sure to capture every single person in her family. That'll do it," Alfonso mumbled while already imagining Chris' corpse. He was ready to leave, but h

"That'll be a problem. Even I don't think I could handle a 100 people that are armed," Chris said as he came into the room.

"What?! You... How... You didn't chase me. How did you get here so fast?!" Alfonso asked as his mind was starting to erupt.

"Oh, you know. I am trained," Chris said with a smile. Suddenly the room turned cold. Alfonso started to shiver and Chris slowly walked towards him.

"Stop! Stop! Don't come any closer," Alfonso said as he took his gun out and pointed it at Chris.

"Oh come on. I just killed 20 of your armed men. What do you think your fata.s.s is going to do," Chris said as he got closer.

"Get away!" Alfonso said as he started to shoot.

Chris sighed and started to dodge the bullets. Soon Alfonso ran out of bullets, but he kept on pulling the trigger in hopes that a bullet would come out. Realizing that there was nothing left, he started to scream.

"How?! How did you dodge them?!"

"I'll answer that question for you as your last wish," Chris said as he arrived in front of Alfonso. "I don't have the speed to dodge the bullets as of yet, but once you get to a certain level, you'll be able to see where the gun is pointed and be able to go to a spot where the bullet won't reach you. Basically, I'm dodging the bullet before it gets shot. Unfortunately for you, you don't have the reflexes to change the place where the gun is shot so it only seems that I'm fast enough to dodge bullets,"

Hearing this, Alfonso started to laugh.

"You're a Master aren't you? I've heard many things. The underground world even deeper than the gangs and mafioso. Masters of the ancient martial arts, they are able to even dodge bullets. I should've known when you broke the door," Alfonso said.

"I haven't heard that phrase before, but if that's the description, then yes, I am a Master. Well, now that you are satisfied, go to h.e.l.l," Chris said as he lifted his arm. He punched Alfonso in the stomach making him kneel. He then grabbed Alfonso's arm and started to pull on it

"AHHHH!" Alfonso shouted as the muscles on his arm started to separate. After a couple of second of tugging, the arm came off.

Left arm...

Right Leg...

Left Leg...

Chris pulled out everything and just before Alfonso was about to die from blood loss, Chris stomped on his third leg.

"AHHHHH!" Alfonso screamed as he finally died. His last thoughts were regrets about ever offending Chris.

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