Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Virgoun Mafia

Somewhere a man was arranging the packaging of the illicit goods they would distribute to various places. The goods will be sent to various parts of the region by illegal means, through various lines.

They monopolize the entire black market trade. They are a group that controls the business of refining and distributing all types of drugs, ranging from heroin, cocaine, marijuana, to methamphetamine. They sold weapons to small cartels who agreed with him. They also do business buying and selling humans, prostitution of minors and also the sale of human organs.

Their victims are usually people who want to be removed by their own families. So, reduce their consequences for dealing with the police.

Some members ran up to their group leader with a box. "Sir, seriously!"

"What's going on?"

"Our shipment failed?" That person spoke carefully because their leader would never accept failure.

"What do you mean!" Highlight his eyes narrowed ensuring the words of his men.

"Our shipment from Black Port failed, sir! This is all that's left." The man handed a box to the front of the leader.

"Open!" The man immediately forced open the box in the lock.

He opened it slowly. Visible head without the body of one of its members with eyes closed. He was the one who used to handle the delivery of goods.

Brakes.

He threw the box with his eyes wide. "Who dares mess with me, huh?!"

The man's anger peaked, it had been a long time that no one had dared to disturb his calm. The members who saw his master's wrath could only bow their heads, hoping to still have life for the next day.

"We-we don't know, sir! When we arrived at the location only this was left with one container on fire." The person reported with a trembling body. "The transport vehicle is also lost, but we can't trace it."

Jem!

The man threw a knife right on the head of his men, he dimbung killed instantly with drenched blood.

His anger was really on the verge of limit, the loss he received was not a little in one delivery. What else contains the women, which is the biggest result after drug distribution.

A man entered the room. Seeing the corpse of a man lying down and also the anger on his sister's face, he approached.

"What happened, Johnny?"

Yep. The man is Johny Messis, leader of the most powerful Virgoun clan in the ranks of the mafia.

"We suffered losses at Black Harbor" he said.

The man poured whiskey into two glasses, put ice cubes into it, and handed it to Johnny. "It looks like you're getting an opponent now!"

Johnny gulped down the whiskey his sister gave him to the toilet. "He dares to play with me."

"Is there not a single person who caught the incident there?" The man asked the other men.

"No, Mister. When we got there, there was no evidence left. Even dock workers who are not our members also disappeared."

"Is there not a single camera there that records the action?" The man began to think, which group had roughly managed to foil his plan.

"Nothing, Sir. The entire cctv road to the port no one captured the incident there. When the transport vehicle exits the port area, the cctv also does not record its occurrence."

The man turned his glass, making a vortex in it. "Your opponent is quite interesting, he works very neatly until we find no trace of him."

"Yes, and if I find him I will definitely make him my main toy!" Johnny clasped tightly to the glass in his hand his pride felt stepped on with this failure.

"You better think about the reason you're going to give the old man!" The man patted Johnny on the shoulder, then stepped out of the barn.

After slaughtering the Peanuts and Cheese families, they re-formed the remaining group under the name Virgoun. The business, which originally belonged to Belzeebub, is now controlled by itself. No need to share the results with other families.

However, he was still monitoring the only remaining Peanut family. He did not want George to successfully rebuild his power, for that he was willing to pay expensive spies there.

Pyaarrr.

Johnny threw his glass on the floor. He was a greedy person, and the losses he received were not small. "I will definitely find you!"

"Find out everything related to that!" Johnny ordered the right hand beside him.

"Good, Sir." The man left his boss.

Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!

"Damn, shit, shit." Johnny cursed furiously while hitting the table in front of him.

On the other hand, after leaving Johnny the older brother went to a vast golf course to meet a middle-aged man who had long been their adoptive father.

"Dad," she said.

"Did something happen?" The middle-aged man was holding a golf stick with both hands preparing to hit his ball.

"Just a failure on Johny's mission."

Tuk.

The sound of the end of the stick clashing with a golf ball.

"She's very unaccustomed to failure, and easily emotional." They walk down the area of the golf course, approaching the rolling ball.

"Yes, he's a little careless." The man then called a caddy to give him a golf stick as well.

The caddy gave him a stick, he picked it up and swung it towards the ball.

Tuk. In one shot the ball goes into one of the hole holes.

"Hole in one. You're the best." The old man nodded his head, acknowledging the ability of the young man beside him.

"All thanks to Father's teaching. I'm just doing everything I can." They're walking towards the buggy car.

"Do you not want to be the leader of Virgoun?"

"No. Just let Johnny lead it, I'll keep him behind the scenes." They sit at the back of the wheel.

"It's a pity you don't want the mafia throne, but your pontent exceeds your real father Marcopolo." The middle-aged man patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Aren't I more like you, Dad! I love playing with fire behind the scenes." The look in his eyes changed saying that, he was not praising, but rather insinuating.

"Hahaha, you do deserve to be my successor!"

They laugh like a father and son who love each other. But they actually watch out for each other.

They are the same kind of people. Equally good at making use of the other party's situation and condition for himself. They are not normal men in general. So, they had no weaknesses that the enemy could exploit to take them down. For them what is desired must be his, and all plans must be according to his will.

TBC.