Brutal Mafia Doctor!

Brutal Mafia Doctor!
Chapter 12 - The Prize


Brooklyn, November 30, 2009...


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Bill put three jars of kidney to Ron. He and the others had returned to the base.


"This is a gift from me to you, boss!" exclaim Bill enthusiastically.


Bill, The Joker is scared. They're willing to work together again with Tiger Danger. In addition, they also promised to only cooperate with the mafia stronghold owned by Ron.


The news was brought Winter and Five to Ron. They are in the room with Bill.


Ron was astonished to see three jars containing organs he did not know what. He looked at the organ to find out.


"That's a kidney, boss. I'm sure it has a high price on the black market" Bill said.


"Kidney-kidney? How's..." Ron was at a loss for words. Because he never had a member like Bill before.


"Bill did it, boss. I don't think the education it brings is in vain. Five and I even saw him dissect someone's stomach with our own eyes and head" Winter said at length.


"Yes, that's the craziest thing I've ever seen. I may often see human bodies, but not with organs in living human bodies" Five said. Now he and Winter are amazed at Bill. The two did not expect the man's plan to work.


Ron remained silent. He looked solemnly at Bill who had since folded his arms in the chest. He smiled an arrogant smile. He enjoyed the story of Winter and Five which he considered a compliment.


Slowly Ron stood up. Then step over to the cupboard where dozens of bottles of champagne are placed. Ron took one. He threw it into a glass.


"Winter! Can you and Five leave me and Bill alone?" added Ron who immediately did Winter and Five without a second thought. Now there's only Bill and Ron in the room. Ron immediately turned his body. Returned with a serious look.


"Did you agree to stop the human trafficking business? I'm ready to do my job, boss." Bill spoke with confidence.


Ron pulled the corner of his lips upwards. He walked in front of Bill. "I know you've got The Joker back working with me, but that doesn't mean I like your way, Bill. I doubted you even more" he said.


"Doubt me? What am I doing still not enough?!" Bill didn't expect Ron to give such a reaction.


"What you're doing is rebellion." Ron spoke with a threatening aura. His serious and stern figure, made anyone feel faint when talking to him. Except Bill. He considered Ron as his brother. That's why Bill often talks casually with Ron.


"And rebellion is not much different from betrayal" Ron continued. Then finish the champagne from the glass.


"I've tried to tell everyone about my plan. But no one wants to hear! That's why I'm off Winter's plan. Anyway Winter's plan is too weak. The plan is just to talk to the Joker." Bill defended himself.


"That's because Winter knows that the members of The Joker aren't strong enough against us" said Ron.


"Boss, I've sworn allegiance to you since childhood. I would never betray you!" Bill insists.


"I'll keep an eye on you" replied Ron. "But I will let you do the work of this human organ. If it's a big success, then I'll stop human trafficking" he continued. Made Bill's pupils dilate.


"Trust! This business will be a great success, boss. Because when people get sick, they will do anything to get back to health. Including buying organs illegally," said Bill with a grin engraved on the face.


Ron smiled back in a slant. He rolled his eyeballs for a moment.


"Now 2010. The world cup will start. Do you intend to bet again? Honestly, the mafia bosses ask a lot about you. They want to buy you from me" Ron added.


Bill smiled briefly and said, "Whatever happens, I'll be on your side, Boss. So that's why you doubt me? You're actually worried that I'm going to another mafia stronghold, aren't you?"


"Curtain! Don't be so confident. Though you only did one mission during your stay here!"


"After this will be more frequent! Especially if our new business is going well. And as for the world cup, do you want to hear my predictions?"


"You want to predict from now on? The world cup is long. We don't even know who's gonna-"


"Dutch and Spanish! Remember, Boss. The two countries that will compete in the final in the 2010 world cup" Bill cut. Then just leave. Ron could only be flabbergasted to witness Bill's arrogance.


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Bill's on his way to the basement. He wants to check on the Joker's captives. Lexy suddenly intercepted.


"Why?" ask Bill.


"Come in!" Lexy pushed Bill into a room. But Bill survived.


"What do you want, Lex?! You're not gonna kill me, are you?!" ask Bill.


"Shut up and come in! Rylie's waiting for you!" sahut Lexy's.


"Rylie?" bill's forehead wrinkled. That's when Lexy managed to push her into the room. The room looked like an interrogation room. The difference is, there is no hidden translucent glass.


"Do you want to check on the Joker's prisoners?" Rylie throws the question right away when Bill comes in.


"Yes. I-i-"


"They're all pathetic. Especially a guy named Gavin. I heard he was made a slave by the Joker." Rylie talks first. Explain quickly.


"really? I'll-"


"Forget that! You can check it out later!" Rylie again cut Bill's words. Then pull the collar of the man's shirt. Lubricate Bill's lips with his mouth.


Bill's eyes are breaking. She didn't expect Rylie to give you a hot kiss. Bill encouraged the woman because he wanted an explanation.


"What does this mean, Rylie? Do you like me? Your father would hate me even more if he found out!" said Bill.


"I don't like you! Think of this as a reward for your success on The Joker's mission. I hear you're freaking out the members of The Joker" Rylie said. He pushed Bill into a wooden chair. Then sit on the man's lap. Rylie took off her top clothes. The bright red bra is now seen wrapped in his chest.


Bill smiled in anguish. He certainly did not refuse a special gift from Rylie. They returned for the second time.


At the door, Lexy is on guard. In one of his hands, he held the tip of the knife.


That's what Lexy can do to not care about the moans of Bill and Rylie. He even put on a fierce face. His hands slowly began to be covered with blood. Drop one by one to the floor.