Chapter 1

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The large iron gate of the training hall opened from the top, falling on the ground heavily, causing dust to fly up as the trainees marched into the ground in one single line.

They all have a similar smell, the smell of blood, they're Bloody Sinners anyways.

Sin-Nation is the deadliest gangsters clan in Italy, and they're called Bloody Sinners for recognition anywhere in the Underworld.

Play smart with them, then you'll pay the price with the most precious thing you own, your life.

It's surprising that they have a low number of gang members and they still rule, but they have every f**king reason to be, cos they're bossed by a devil who sold her heart to hell since birth.

The trainees lined up in four different lines, ten people per line. Hands on their sides, fists folded, and face in space.

A dead silence descended in the place as Lambo stepped in, removing her gun from the straps of her black pants as she walked gallantly to them.

She's the tallest female in the clan, the gang hacker, also the closest to the boss. She handles the trainings.

Immediately she got to their center, she pointed her gun at the forehead of a trainee in the middle line, and without giving him warning, she pulled the trigger, shooting him directly on the heart.

His blood splashed on the face of the trainee beside him, but the trainee dare not more or make a sound as the guy went down dead beside him.

"First rule of Sin-Nation in chorus!" Lambo ordered.

"Be obedient to your superiors! Don't argue! And don't talk back!" They all chorused, and Lambo smirked before pocketing her gun.

"Now this motherf**ker did all of this last night, so he got the right verdict. Death!" She shouted, her loud scary voice echoing around the concrete room as Taylor came in with a black bag which she dropped on the ground beside Lambo.

Taylor is the gang logistics coordinator, she's in charge of the weapons, so she controls the artillery.

She opened the bag, and the trainees started stepping out one by one to get their guns.

"Face the dartboards!" Lambo ordered, and the forty trainees turned swiftly to the dartboards on the wall, aiming for the bullseye.

"Now make sure your f**king arms are on the right, if you fail to hit the dartboard, you're dead!" Lambo thundered again, and some of them began peeing on themselves as they reset their guns on the bullseye.

The smell of death filled the air already, ready to take whoever makes the slightest mistake.

No room for repentance in here, one mistake and you'll be in the bus to hell.

"Go check on the boss, she should be up by now" Lambo told Taylor.

Taylor only glared at no one in particular before walking away.

She made her way to the biggest apartment in the clan.

THE TERMINATOR'S DOMAIN was written boldly on the door. She took a deep breath before opening it slowly...

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