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Hong Kong

This is the city--as the Dragnet People would say.

It's the same place it always was. A rambling, busy crossroads filled with intrigue.

Hong Kong

A place where life has returned to a modicum of normal. Soldiers no longer patrol the streets, though the locals know Martial Law is due to come back at any time, thanks to the Government's itchy trigger finger and its amazing ability to react to any explosions within city limits by mobilizing the Capital Division. Veterans from the recent Central Asian Expedition have come back to an uneasy life. One filled with the pulses and rhythms of everyday living though for some one filled with issues not easily solved. Aside from the occasional protest or gang shooting, things are quiet.

Cut now to one Lin Ying-jin. A veteran of the Central Asian Expedition, along with his brother. While his brother, a PTSD sufferer and cameraman for Leonidas Chandrasekharan's documentary on the Black Banner Imperium, never recovered, he's gone back to loving wife and a young son.

With bills to pay, he's become a Customer Service Representative at the local bank. There are checks to be cleared, loans to be made, and irate customers to calm. Enough excitement for one.

And yet, it wasn't quite enough.

The pay was alright; it could be more though. And the war changed him. Lin had "seen Paree" and wanted to do something more with his life. Now endowed with a latent bloodlust and a restlessness unquenchable, he had taken up kickboxing. As he was at the local gym, he heard something about a "Kumite." Pursing the matter nearly got him killed. But, what he did hear was amazing. Almost too good to be true. A martial arts tournament, no-holds-barred where, to quote "Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome," Two Men Enter--But Only One Man Leaves.

With that, he decided to go to the appointed time and place--a seedy bar somewhere in the headcrab-and-C-Mod infested Neighborhood of Quarry Bay. To see if it was true...

Four long years of heavy non stop fighting, I fought in Trotsky deep, I fought in the northern campaigns and Near East campaigns..I see too much death and destruction for a lifetime. Now here I am, after two years of senseless wondering the world trying to look for something to live for. Here I am in Hong Kong looking for the famed and rumored Kumite…maybe I walk out alive or not..who cares..I am just a retired AMI Black Hawk ( Special Ops) Commander who just wants to fight for old time stakes ,thought Aleksander Nikitin Stukov (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/sga_cast_flanigan.jpg), has he look around Quarry bay and saw the bar. He made his way to the bar and entered…He wondered what awaits him now..

The bar itself looked like any ordinary dive. A dingy counter with C-Mods in long coats sipping beer and whiskey, biker gangers taunting the C-Mods for their clothing choices, and working class patrons eating surprisingly good and very greasy food with lots of beer. The lighting was dim, and decorated with old posters for a sort of "homey" feel along with beer and liquor brands.

The bar looked nice enough. However, there were a set of stairs and a lot of commotion coming from them, marked with a door on one side with a sign saying, "High Voltage Equipment--Do Not Touch" and another door marked "Employees Only."

Lin stepped into this environment, and smelled it. Bad choice--he got the full force of the smell of stale booze and sweat. Yuck. He then walked up to the Bar, and asked the bartender, "Excuse me...I was told to come here....and Bob's My Uncle."

The sounds of the password caused the barkeep to perk up. He nodded, and then said, "Right." Leaning in, he then wrote some instructions on a used napkin with BBQ Sauce Stains that said thusly, "Go downstairs to the High Voltage sign. Feel the trick lock, jerk it upwards and twist--give it a little push, the door's a bit fussy. Then, go inside. They'll be waiting there."

Lin nodded and walked down the stairs. Was this really it? He then felt the door and with some trepidation, did as instructed. Jerking what seemed like a well-used doorknob upwards, he then was surprised to find it turning. He pushed it with some force as the man told him to, and then walked inside to find a group of prizefighters gathering around a table, practicing, trashtalking and a ring for them to fight in. Well, not so much a ring as some mats and a circle in chalk on them.

This was the Kumite? Huh. Something told him there was something up. Maybe this was a qualifier?

OOC: Lin just did the procedure Aleksander's gonna have to do.

Stukov look around the bar, he noted all the little details of the bar for future reference. He walk up to the bartender and said the password, in return the bartender give the instructions. With that Stukov walked down the stairs and use the instructions to open the door. Right before his step foot, he shifted his facial expression to that of deranged mad man in the efforts to throw off his would be opponents. He looked around the room to size up his would be opponents and to get sense of the people around him.

Stukov look around the bar, he noted all the little details of the bar for future reference. He walk up to the bartender and said the password, in return the bartender give the instructions. With that Stukov walked down the stairs and use the instructions to open the door. Right before his step foot, he shifted his facial expression to that of deranged mad man in the efforts to throw off his would be opponents. He looked around the room to size up his would be opponents and to get sense of the people around him.

The opponents around the room looked like a rough, nasty bunch. Full of ambition, bile, and no small supply of violent urges they were men of all sorts. Some wearing their ex-Army fatigues, with tattoos marking their participation in the Central Asian Expedition--thus proving their veterancy like Aleksander's. Others looked like regular martial arts masters, wearing all manner of clothing but generally well built and well skilled enough. Some just looked like toughs from off the street who heard about it and signed up to prove their manhood.

The announcer then called out, saying, "All right, boys and girls, listen up! Get over here!" When duly assembled, he then said, "Right. This here's a qualifier. Rules are that when a guy can't fight anymore, he loses the round. When a guy loses two rounds, he's out! There's a tiebreaker if each of youse has a victory. If a guy is pinned for five seconds, he's out. Also, there's no rules on how to fight. It's down and dirty full contact sparring. We just ask you don't touch the hair or face. And that's it."

He then said, "Now, there's a lot of you tonight. So let's get this circus moving." He then picked a man and a woman, and then said, "Alright. Go in!" They then complied, and the man and woman stepped into the ring. With a ding of an old bell, the fighters began to work quickly. The woman stayed back as the man used several high sweep kicks and jabs to try and get her. She then grabbed one of the legs, and twisted it. In a dramatic reversal, the woman sent the man to the ground and got him in a Brazilan Jiu-Jitsu hold after stomping on his groin. The ref then called the count of five and let the man stagger back up, defeated. The woman then kneed the man in the groin and got him with a sucker punch that flattened him, along with a full nelson.

The ref held her hands up, and said, "The winner....is....what's your name, little lady?"

The woman then smiled. "Victoria Lew."

Lin was shocked. The Victoria Lew? Prizefighting, here? Why? These were left to be pondered as the next set of individuals stepped up to be ground down....

Stukov watched the fight with interest, he noted that all the people in the room had some kind of martial arts training or were just plain insane as him. Yet Stukov was an 3rd degree black belt in Judo, plus he partaken in many kickboxing matches back in his days as officer in the black hawks corps. He was waiting for the chance to proof himself to the other fighters in the room.

Stukov watched the fight with interest, he noted that all the people in the room had some kind of martial arts training or were just plain insane as him. Yet Stukov was an 3rd degree black belt in Judo, plus he partaken in many kickboxing matches back in his days as officer in the black hawks corps. He was waiting for the chance to proof himself to the other fighters in the room.

As time went on, fighters and plenty of people were eliminated from the initial pool. As this occurred, a loud, boisterous drunk--who bore an oddfamily resemblance to Vicky Lew--was neary thrown out of the events of the night. Not that anyone cared.

It was then that the Announcer pointed at Stukov and one big-looking veteran, and said, "You two! You're up next!"

Stukov size up his opponent and decide to let him have the first move. He maintain his insane look and said in Cantonese with light Russian accent “ Come on tough guy, lets see how tough you really are.” Then he assume a defensive stance.

The man smiled and said back in Cantonese, "Alright, tough guy. Let's do this!" Full of confidence, he ripped off his shirt, to the roar of the crowd, revealing a number of tattoos. Most of them betrayed his military service and biker background, as well as his recent Central Asian Expedition service--the "weeping widow" could be seen.

He then unleashed a fierce high kick to the head....

Stukov smiled and quickly grab his opponent leg has flew towards him and slam him to the ground. Then he remarked in Cantonese “Nice try.. Quit holding back.” Then Stukov once again assumed a defensive stance

Stukov smiled and quickly grab his opponent leg has flew towards him and slam him to the ground. Then he remarked in Cantonese “Nice try.. Quit holding back.” Then Stukov once again assumed a defensive stance

The crowd roared at the fall, and the man spiraled to the ground with a satisfying thump. Not that he would let that stop him of course. Getting up, he wiped the spit off of his mouth and glared at Stukov. Getting into his own stance, he muttered to Stukov, "Not bad, boyo. I like your style. How about giving me a real challenge?" He met Stukov's defensive stance with a hungry, nasty grin that smacked of overconfidence.

He then rushed in close, launching a series of hard punches to the arms, along with a headbutt. The man was obviously trying to win, but he was admittedly somewhat reckless in his pursuit of victory as he also tried to mix in hammerblows to the temples....

Stukov was knock off balance from the swift attack from his opponent, but instead being knock out, he manger to stay standing. He just give a deranged grin and return the favor with a series of rapid kicks to his opponents legs to make him off balance. Then with his opponent off balance, he did two roundhouse kicks to the chest to knock the wind of him. Then he just gives a rapid series of punches in the stomach to insure his opponent is unable to return the favor.

He once again assume the defensive stance.

The man wasn't so cocky now, and he got back up. Bleeding from his mouth, he wiped it and stumbled back up. Clearly winded and clearly more psychically ready to fight than physically so, he let loose with a weak attempt at a rope-a-dope move, letting loose with a flurry of punches...

Stukov manger to block most of the punches and then just step back after his opponent weak attempt to take him out, then Stukov took a few more steps back then rush his opponent and did quick series of roundhouse kicks to the chest once again. This time his opponent was KO from the swift roundhouse attack, he just looked at opponent and said nothing.

Stukov manger to block most of the punches and then just step back after his opponent weak attempt to take him out, then Stukov took a few more steps back then rush his opponent and did quick series of roundhouse kicks to the chest once again. This time his opponent was KO from the swift roundhouse attack, he just looked at opponent and said nothing.

The ref then walked up to Stukov, and grabbed his hand. Raising it up, the ref then screamed, "The winner is...." Pausing, he then turned to Stukov and said, "What's yer name, son?"

Stukov look up indifferently and remarked” Stukov, the fuckin hammer.”

"STUKOV, THHHHEEE HAMMMMEEERRR!"

With the Cheesy Announcer Voice, Stukov was proclaimed the winner of the bout...

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....as that occurred, a pair of policemen knocked on the door of an office somewhere in Hong Kong, marked "Crazy Eyes P.I. Agency."

"You sure this is the place, Kung?" One of the cops looked at his partner skeptically in a thick Russian accent. "The rumors about this guy seemed pretty nutty. They say he lost it."

To that, Kung let out a "Humph." Folding his arms as if to confront his partner's stupidity, he said, "Please. Like there aren't rumors about you, Klimov. The guy's reportedly one of the best damn agents the Black Banner ever produced. Of course, we can't be sure about that. This guy and others like him...well, the only thing we do know is that he's from the Black Banner Imperium, and that's all."

"Rumors upon Rumors. Good God, this isn't People Magazine, is it? Better not be stalked by paparrazi...." Klimov rolled his eyes.

"Jeez. You kill all the fun." Kung then sighed, and knocked.

The two police were welcome in by Agent Grace who shows to them to Crazy Eyes front desk. Agent Grace calls out to him “Crazy Eyes we got company!”

But Crazy Eyes didn’t replied, because he was stoned out of his mind and watching the music video for Iron Man on Youtube with the sound off

Agent Grace frown and said “ God damn it he is stoned again..Whos turn is it to poke him with the pool table pole?”

The two cops heard Agent Toyotomi voice “Damn it I poked him two days ago…its Hunt or Frank turn.”

Then they heard Agent Hunts voice “ I wack him with the bloody pool table pole four hours ago…its your turn Frank!”

Then they heard Frank voice “Fine!”

Then Frank appeared in the room with pool table pole and he said hello to the cops then he poked Crazy Eyes with the pole and said “Snap out of it , we have company..” Then Crazy Eyes finally came to and look at the Cops and said

“Sup guys…what can I do for you..”

The two police were welcome in by Agent Grace who shows to them to Crazy Eyes front desk. Agent Grace calls out to him “Crazy Eyes we got company!”

But Crazy Eyes didn’t replied, because he was stoned out of his mind and watching the music video for Iron Man on Youtube with the sound off

Agent Grace frown and said “ God damn it he is stoned again..Whos turn is it to poke him with the pool table pole?”

The two cops heard Agent Toyotomi voice “Damn it I poked him two days ago…its Hunt or Frank turn.”

Then they heard Agent Hunts voice “ I wack him with the bloody pool table pole four hours ago…its your turn Frank!”

Then they heard Frank voice “Fine!”

Then Frank appeared in the room with pool table pole and he said hello to the cops then he poked Crazy Eyes with the pole and said “Snap out of it , we have company..” Then Crazy Eyes finally came to and look at the Cops and said

“Sup guys…what can I do for you..”

"Poke us?" Klimov looked at his partner rather suspiciously. He wasn't in the mood to be prodded like an object. Kung sighed and said, "Let the man do it." He waved off Klimov's complaint with an eyeroll. He then said, "We need some help. We've gotten word from one of our informers that there's an illegal gambling ring going on. Trouble is, we don't have a good lead in. We were figuring you could help us."

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Succession after succession of fighters fought on through the night. Hoots and hollers awoke the basement, and money was being liberally passed around in bets on who would fall first. Fistfights even erupted over those, and bouncers often decided to throw them out. Women serving drinks in skimpy outfits were also in attendance, as well.

In the midst of the chaos, Lin encountered Stukov. He then extended his hand out and said, "Good game." After the chat, he was tapped by one of the announcers and motioned to get into the ring. He was greeted by a guy who looked more like a dancer than a fighter. Scoffing, he then said, "Please" before assuming a ready position. With a scream of "Fight!" the dancer then struck him with a series of high kicks.....

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “It can be done…just give us the information we need in terms of location, people and etc. With that we get you, your lead.”

Then Crazy Eyes pull out some pills and took them with water, then remarked “ I pick hell of a day to try to quit acid.”

Agent Frank Martin just rolled his eyes

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov looked on to Lin fight with interest and remarked “ This is should a interesting series of matches..”

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “It can be done…just give us the information we need in terms of location, people and etc. With that we get you, your lead.”

Then Crazy Eyes pull out some pills and took them with water, then remarked “ I pick hell of a day to try to quit acid.”

Agent Frank Martin just rolled his eyes

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov looked on to Lin fight with interest and remarked “ This is should a interesting series of matches..”

Both of the Xenizens were now shaking their heads. Klimov was facepalming, and mumbling in Russian. Kung, meanwhile, played it straight and pulled out a dossier on what they had so far.

"We're looking into a known bookie named Charles Wong. His group's been on the mend ever since the bust up back in '06 with the Germans; ever since then he's gone independent and left the Triads. Rumor says he's one of the big players in this ring, and he's accompanied by some well-armed persons from the C-Mod Quarry Bay Boys.

He's in cahoots with a couple of crooked coaches who've got debts to pay and skills to pay the bills, Beniamin Simoyan and Kenji Masamune--at least that's what our sources told us so far. They give tips on good fighters, and advise the distribution of point spreads for sports betting at tournaments."

Kung then continued, "Now, this is obviously illegal already. But, we've gotten reports they've hooked up with some unsavory types from Triads and Russian mobsters up North in Shanghai and Harbin. We interrogated one guy. Says they're doing it to create some sort of underground fight club for the purpose of crowning a winner, and netting a profit for the syndicates.

We know for a fact most of the funds change hands in the form of small money orders and cash, often taken at known dives that host prizefighting matches legitimately. They think they're smart enough to deter us by that way. Here's a list of known bars, dives, cafes and 'Social Clubs' that are used as covers." He then handed Crazy Eyes a list.

"We need these places scouted out, so we can identify who's involved, where the money's going, and who's running the show besides the aforementioned persons. Also, there's the part about gathering evidence about their operations in general, so we can take them down."

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Lin, meanwhile, ducked to the side of the Dancer's kicks and punched him in the side, causing him to stagger. He then unleashed a hammerblow to the temples, which was blocked, and then slammed his fist into the Dancer's chest before giving him a Purple Nurple.

The Dancer winced, and then tried to grab his arm to throw him aside. At that point, Lin slammed his body forward at the Dancer in a bearhug, and slammed him into the ground. Pinning him, he began punching the Dancer in the groin, before picking him up and tossing him with aa power bomb down onto the mat. The Dancer then replied with a kick to the face. Staggering back, Lin summoned his combat skills and opted to end this guy, before he could be knocked out. Thus, he greeted the Dancer's rise with a gut punch and then kneed him in the groin, punching him in the jaw with a crack.

The Dancer slapped his hands on Lin's ears, sending him back with a ringing. He then kicked Lin in the chest and began forcing him back with a flurry of punches, even bending Lin's arm behind his back. Lin then began flailing about, and then twirled about to try and make his opponent dizzy. Lin's move began to backfire slightly, however, and he ended up slamming the Dancer into a turnbuckle, before falling down forcefully, timing the fall so he landed on the poor sap. The Dancer, disoriented and stunned by the blow, tried to get up. He found his breathing pained...his ribs were damaged. He then stopped for a moment, and paused.

This was Lin's chance. He knocked hte man down with a punch to the solar plexus, and then stomped on his shins with an awful sound. They didn't break, but the rib was, and the Dancer then tapped out.

"The Winner....LIN Ying-JIN!"

A cheer went out, as the tired fighter left.

Crazy Eyes despite starting to trip out, he nodded and said “ My men will get to work right always, just give us a few days to organize and we’re have all the information you need in order to nail these mofos.”


Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov watch the fight and came to up Lin and said “Good job at nailing that idiot.”

Crazy Eyes despite starting to trip out, he nodded and said “ My men will get to work right always, just give us a few days to organize and we’re have all the information you need in order to nail these mofos.”


Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov watch the fight and came to up Lin and said “Good job at nailing that idiot.”

Kung nodded, saluting him with a simple, "Thanks, Mr. Crazy Eyes." He then handed copies of his business card, and said, "Here's my card. When you find the info, call me and arrange a mutual meeting spot where we can trade info."

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Lin then shook Stukov's hand and said, "Thanks. Feel bad about breakin' that guy's rib though. Fortunately, it seems they allow bodily harm here." He then chuckled, and said, "I can say the same for you too. You did plenty of damage to your boy too..."

Crazy Eyes nodded, then he manger somehow to shift out of his stone daze and shift a non stoned state. Then he said the following “ We’re get to work as soon as possible, also given the current state of things..I invited you to have one of your officers to tag along and observe the operation from here my HQ. My agents.” Then Crazy Eyes pointed out Agents Hunt, Frank Martin, Grace and Toyotomi and he spoke again “ Will be conducting the field operations, rest assured. With the information, we get you…you’ll be able to nail these fuckers hard.”

Meanwhile Crazy Eyes agent were fairly shocked he was able to speak in rational way after taking acid..it was madness to them.

At the fight

Stukov remarked “ He was a bit headstrong…that’s what sealed his faith for the most part.” Then Stukov paused and said “ Say you are a veteran from the Typhoon wars?”

Crazy Eyes nodded, then he manger somehow to shift out of his stone daze and shift a non stoned state. Then he said the following “ We’re get to work as soon as possible, also given the current state of things..I invited you to have one of your officers to tag along and observe the operation from here my HQ. My agents.” Then Crazy Eyes pointed out Agents Hunt, Frank Martin, Grace and Toyotomi and he spoke again “ Will be conducting the field operations, rest assured. With the information, we get you…you’ll be able to nail these fuckers hard.”

Meanwhile Crazy Eyes agent were fairly shocked he was able to speak in rational way after taking acid..it was madness to them.

At the fight

Stukov remarked “ He was a bit headstrong…that’s what sealed his faith for the most part.” Then Stukov paused and said “ Say you are a veteran from the Typhoon wars?”

Klimov leaned into Kung and whispered to him, "This is ridiculous. First he pokes us, then he takes acid and becomes rational. Tell me hy we trust this guy again?"

Kung then held a hand up and said, whispering back, "Don't judge a book by its cover, Boris. He may seem flaky, but he's damn good." Klimov smiled and said simply in his own whisper, "I'll be the judge of that when this op is done." Crazy Eyes wouldn't be able to hear much, but he could tell from Klimov's expression that the Russian was somewhat skeptical that a man who looked like a drugged-out version of Steve Buscemi could break up a sports gambling/bloodsport ring.

Kung then bowed and said, "Thanks for your time," glaring at Klimov.

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Lin was taken aback, and rolled up his sleeve to show the tattoo he and other veterans wore--the Weeping Widow. With a smile, he said, "Yeah. We call it the Central Asian Expedition here, but I fought in them just the same." Putting his sleeve back, he then continued.

'Commanded an infantry squad as a Sergeant, as did my bro. Needless to say, my bro's out of it. I'm somehow okay."

"What brings you here?" Lin then asked.

Crazy Eyes just smiled and watch the two cops leave the office, then he turn to his people and remarked “That went well no?”

“How the hell did you manger to do that?” asked Toyotomi

“Do what?” asked Crazy Eyes

“You just freaking manger to shift out of stone state like it was nothing!” said Grace

“ I am betting your just taking placebos..” remarked Frank Martin

Crazy Eyes just smiled and said” Its not placebos…I hate sugar pills.”

Agent Hunt smiled and remarked “There is more to Crazy Eyes then it seems…this is what we get for having a student of Dr.James Maxwell as our boss.”

Crazy Eyes just keep smiling and handle Agent Hunt the list of locations, and then he told the group “Scout out each one of them, that is all.”

Then Crazy Eyes return to his stone state

“The hell…why does he always do this to us!” Asked Toyotomi

“The same reason, Dr.James Maxwell has a Scottish Jewish sock puppet with a drinking problem…we shall never know..” said Frank Martin

“Indeed.” Said Agent Hunt

At the fight

Stukov nodded and said “ I served in the Turkistani Theater and Iraqi theater, fought in Trotsky Deep…I was a commander and led a regiment in that battle.” He pause for moment and change the subject “ Now..I am just a wanderer more or less. Who just happen to hear about this tournament..”

Crazy Eyes just smiled and watch the two cops leave the office, then he turn to his people and remarked “That went well no?”

“How the hell did you manger to do that?” asked Toyotomi

“Do what?” asked Crazy Eyes

“You just freaking manger to shift out of stone state like it was nothing!” said Grace

“ I am betting your just taking placebos..” remarked Frank Martin

Crazy Eyes just smiled and said” Its not placebos…I hate sugar pills.”

Agent Hunt smiled and remarked “There is more to Crazy Eyes then it seems…this is what we get for having a student of Dr.James Maxwell as our boss.”

Crazy Eyes just keep smiling and handle Agent Hunt the list of locations, and then he told the group “Scout out each one of them, that is all.”

Then Crazy Eyes return to his stone state

“The hell…why does he always do this to us!” Asked Toyotomi

“The same reason, Dr.James Maxwell has a Scottish Jewish sock puppet with a drinking problem…we shall never know..” said Frank Martin

“Indeed.” Said Agent Hunt

At the fight

Stukov nodded and said “ I served in the Turkistani Theater and Iraqi theater, fought in Trotsky Deep…I was a commander and led a regiment in that battle.” He pause for moment and change the subject “ Now..I am just a wanderer more or less. Who just happen to hear about this tournament..”

Another knock this time. And, speaking of British Islanders, it resounded with hthe shouts of, "Oi! You lot! Is anybody there?" in a strange fake Cockney accent, mixed with a distinctive hint of Chinese.....

When they opened the door, Crazy Eyes would find a rather unusual sight--though being Crazy Eyes, he was probably more than capable of handling it. There would be three gentlemen, dressed in long trenchcoats, unusually well dressed shirts and ties, slacks, and Doc Martens boots, along with Royal Air Force regalia on said trenchcoats. Some bore scars from the Civil War, and all looked like rather tough individuals.....

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"I see." Lin knew it was best to not press Stukov about the Trotsky experience; he didn't seem willing to discuss it and he knew the problem from his brother. So, he then said, "Huh. Same here. I knew about the tournament from a couple of dudes at the gym. Mumbled about it, got it out of them and ended up here."

The ding of a bell signified another potential challenger down. And, the shouts of another entrant. Lin turned, and mused simply, "Gee....the pool's getting thinner....."

Crazy Eyes looked at them and muttered to himself “Mixing PCP and Acid is a hell of a trip…”

Then Agent Frank Martin pointed out “ Crazy Eyes…your not tripping out, they are real and standing in front you..”

Crazy Eye looked at them and said “ I see…so what can I do for you gentlemen?”

Agent Hunt remarked to Frank Martin “ Dr.Maxwell Scottish-Jewish sock puppet with a drinking problem is starting to more sense now..”

“ Indeed.” Replied Frank Martin

Meanwhile at the Fight

“They are weeding out the weak, in order to make the match more intense ..I guess.” Replied Stukov

Crazy Eyes looked at them and muttered to himself “Mixing PCP and Acid is a hell of a trip…”

Then Agent Frank Martin pointed out “ Crazy Eyes…your not tripping out, they are real and standing in front you..”

Crazy Eye looked at them and said “ I see…so what can I do for you gentlemen?”

Agent Hunt remarked to Frank Martin “ Dr.Maxwell Scottish-Jewish sock puppet with a drinking problem is starting to more sense now..”

“ Indeed.” Replied Frank Martin

Meanwhile at the Fight

“They are weeding out the weak, in order to make the match more intense ..I guess.” Replied Stukov

"You're Crazy Eyes? Good, because we need you to do a favor for us." The Mods then pushed their way into the room with a swagger fit for kings and arrogant attitudes to match. The biggest and snottiest of the Mod team then turned to Crazy and said, "Right. Word says the cops are sniffing in on a little operation our benefactors are running. We hear you're one of the best....so we need you to run what the police types call a sting op. Find who's snooping on us."

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"Yeah." Lin nodded, and noticed indeed that only the bigger, nastier ones seemed to remain. He was slightly worried about where this would all go, especially with fighters like Vicky Lew and that crazy dancer dude. "I mean, look at it. There's only the big guys. Must be good money for those guys there...." He shook his head and pointed at the guys taking bets.

Crazy Eyes smiled then he put out a bamboo cigar and begun smoking it. He said the following to the mods. “ If I do this job for you…what’s in it for me and my employees…after all I don’t do these jobs for free and plus my accountants keep pointing that I have a payroll.” Then he pointed to his agents, and continue speaking “ So I ask again what’s in it for me, once you answer that question. Then give me all the information I need to carry out this sting operation.”

“ Crazy Eyes ability to speak coherently, while being stoned out of his mind is scary..” remarked Toyotomi

“Its more freaky, when he gets into debates with Maxwell Sock puppet…” said Grace

“Although that puppet does have some valid points..” remarked Frank Martin

“Righto..” replied a somewhat stunned Toyotomi


Meanwhile at the Fight

Stukov looked over and said “I like to see the look of their faces, once their prize fighters get knock out..bah how many more matchs will they have tonight..some of us need to rest.”

Crazy Eyes smiled then he put out a bamboo cigar and begun smoking it. He said the following to the mods. “ If I do this job for you…what’s in it for me and my employees…after all I don’t do these jobs for free and plus my accountants keep pointing that I have a payroll.” Then he pointed to his agents, and continue speaking “ So I ask again what’s in it for me, once you answer that question. Then give me all the information I need to carry out this sting operation.”

“ Crazy Eyes ability to speak coherently, while being stoned out of his mind is scary..” remarked Toyotomi

“Its more freaky, when he gets into debates with Maxwell Sock puppet…” said Grace

“Although that puppet does have some valid points..” remarked Frank Martin

“Righto..” replied a somewhat stunned Toyotomi


Meanwhile at the Fight

Stukov looked over and said “I like to see the look of their faces, once their prize fighters get knock out..bah how many more matchs will they have tonight..some of us need to rest.”

"Okay, Crazy Eyes--if that is your name." The Big Mod then took two wads of Cash from his pocket. He then calmly explained, "Here's 2000 Xenthalers...or, if you don't take the local currency, 4,180 US Dollars. That's going to be an initial advance. For you, and each of your boys and girls--as in, each will get the currency I'm layin' down now." Laying the cash down, he then spoke plainly and forcefully.

"You do this for us, we agree to provide you with any cooperation and support you need from us. We leave you alone, and anybody gives you more trouble than you can handle, we make trouble for them. Also, you will be rewarded; there's more cash where that came from. Or you can have precious metals. Krugerrands are quite valuable these days."

He then slipped Crazy a manila envelope.

"Inside of this envelope is our mark. Some contacts of ours in the Government, mainly HKPD and National Police, have warned us about a potential spying job. We gotten these reports from our informers that they've been talking to people like you, and that they may be sending agents into our hideouts. Also, NP is reportedly trying to infiltrate the thing my boss is running with this man."

He showed a picture of a boxer. Tall, white, a Russian of some sort.

"Victor Nimoy. Russian Jew from Harbin. Silent, deadly, incorruptible. Also a known supporter of the feds. He's entered this little sparring club me benefactors are making, and we don't like him much. Not because he's a Jew, but because he's been seen with this woman."

He showed a woman smiling, from a National Police Dossier.

"Kylie Zhou. She's been working NP's Anti-Gangs Force since she came back here. And, she's got friends too. We're thinking he's entered as NP's ringer. He gets to fight, he collects intelligence, and NP ultimately reaps the rewards."

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Lin then was passed a note, as was Stukov. This was done by one of the waitresses, who winked at them both. Lifting the note up, Lin smirked. "Looks like they're winding the matches up. Here's the next place we gotta go to."

The note said, "The St. George's Social Club and Grill, Kowloon. Be there, 10:00PM. Bring USD$25 entrance fee, look for the sharp-looking J-Mod Girl. Code word is Blackout; tell that to her, she'll do the rest. Bet if you dare, prepare to lose more than your pride if you do so."

Crazy Eyes looked at the money and smiled “ Sir, we will gladly work for you…expect results by the end of the week…as for the rumors that the police are talking to people of my profession…they are just rumors. “ Then Crazy Eyes face turned truly deranged the look of a serial killer. He pull out something a Bowie knife and said “ I don’t like cops sir, if they come my way…I’ll cut them up really nicely…you have nothing to worry my friend. We’re get this pig informant and his pig boss and grill them nicely and make them talk..while we roast the fuckers..”

Crazy Eyes pause for moment and continue “ I hope this is acceptable.”

At the Fight

Stukov nodded and said “ See you then..I am off to get some damn sleep.” With that Stukov walked away.

Crazy Eyes looked at the money and smiled “ Sir, we will gladly work for you…expect results by the end of the week…as for the rumors that the police are talking to people of my profession…they are just rumors. “ Then Crazy Eyes face turned truly deranged the look of a serial killer. He pull out something a Bowie knife and said “ I don’t like cops sir, if they come my way…I’ll cut them up really nicely…you have nothing to worry my friend. We’re get this pig informant and his pig boss and grill them nicely and make them talk..while we roast the fuckers..”

Crazy Eyes pause for moment and continue “ I hope this is acceptable.”

At the Fight

Stukov nodded and said “ See you then..I am off to get some damn sleep.” With that Stukov walked away.

The mods were taken aback slightly, though not as much as expeccted. Then again, with the kind of local wildlife living in Upper Xen, they were used to a lot. Shrugging, the Big Mod said, "Fine. That's good. You can do that, and if he don't talk, feed him to the dogs. Or your friends. I don't care either way." It was hard to tell if he was calling a bluff, or actually believing Crazy Eyes. Either way, they left happy.

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Lin nodded too, and left to go home....until the next bout....

With that Crazy Eyes and co quickly went to work on their two assignments…it was going to be interesting to see how they manger the overlapping missions.

Meanwhile the following night

Stukov show up at The St. George's Social Club and Grill at 10:00 pm, he paid the 25 USD entrance fee, then he scan the scene for the sharp-looking J-Mod Girl ,he saw her and walk up to her and he said the codeword” Blackout.”

Yet in the background

Agents Hunt and Toyotomi manger to get into the grill 10 minutes before Stukov show up. When Stukov up, they were busy eating some BBQ chicken. Agent Hunt looked and quickly looked away. Toyotomi notice Hunt reaction and asked “ Something wrong?”

Hunt looked indirectly at Stukov and remarked “Oh just nothing..for a moment there I thought I saw a ghost..”

Meanwhile Agents Frank Martin and Grace were on stand by when the time is right, to kidnap their target.

With that Crazy Eyes and co quickly went to work on their two assignments…it was going to be interesting to see how they manger the overlapping missions.

Meanwhile the following night

Stukov show up at The St. George's Social Club and Grill at 10:00 pm, he paid the 25 USD entrance fee, then he scan the scene for the sharp-looking J-Mod Girl ,he saw her and walk up to her and he said the codeword” Blackout.”

Yet in the background

Agents Hunt and Toyotomi manger to get into the grill 10 minutes before Stukov show up. When Stukov up, they were busy eating some BBQ chicken. Agent Hunt looked and quickly looked away. Toyotomi notice Hunt reaction and asked “ Something wrong?”

Hunt looked indirectly at Stukov and remarked “Oh just nothing..for a moment there I thought I saw a ghost..”

Meanwhile Agents Frank Martin and Grace were on stand by when the time is right, to kidnap their target.

Lin did the same when he entered the club, and they were both led to a room in the side. Apparently, it was a warehouse used for storing liquor once, and crates of whiskey still lined its halls. But within the maze lay the arena itself--a simple boxing ring with gawkers and people changing money around it, plus a makeshift locker room to the side.

As Lin walked in, dressed in a hoodie and slacks, he spotted Stukov and walked up to him. With a smile, he said, "Glad to see you could make it."

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As this occurred, Nimoy was milling about as well. Busy shadowboxing, he was getting into character for the fight ahead. A fighter he was, but a good police informer he was too. And part of being as such was staying in character.

He peered out into the crowd of gawkers, and among them he spotted his contact. Dressed in a headscarf and sunglasses and a convincing curly wig, Kylie Zhou only glanced at the fighter for a moment. To most, it would look like a woman favoring her favorite fighter with a wink and a nod. To Nimoy and Kylie, it was really an understanding. They both saw the moneychangers, and the illegal gamblers, and their objectives.....

Stukov nodded and remarked “Couldn’t pass up a chance for good fight..” Then he notices someone in the background. For moment, he thought” could it be her..nah..I am just seeing things.”


Meanwhile at the Bar..

Agent Hunt remarked in Moorish Arabic “ We need a way to get inside..hmm I wonder..”

Toyotomi look at Hunt and said in Moorish Arabic “ I guess you already have a plan to get us in don’t you?”

Agent Hunt remarked in Moorish Arabic” Lets just say I did some work with the blues during the gang wars…using that network of contacts..I send out the rumors that I am a high roller with over 100 million dollars worth of gold press dinars in a Swiss bank account. Also I am looking into “investing” those dinars in these games..its only a matter of time before they notice me…”

“So what I am in this cover of yours?” asked Toyotomi

“Assistant or girlfriend, take your pick.” Remarked Agent Hunt

“Assistant… besides your not my type.” Said Toyotomi

Stukov nodded and remarked “Couldn’t pass up a chance for good fight..” Then he notices someone in the background. For moment, he thought” could it be her..nah..I am just seeing things.”


Meanwhile at the Bar..

Agent Hunt remarked in Moorish Arabic “ We need a way to get inside..hmm I wonder..”

Toyotomi look at Hunt and said in Moorish Arabic “ I guess you already have a plan to get us in don’t you?”

Agent Hunt remarked in Moorish Arabic” Lets just say I did some work with the blues during the gang wars…using that network of contacts..I send out the rumors that I am a high roller with over 100 million dollars worth of gold press dinars in a Swiss bank account. Also I am looking into “investing” those dinars in these games..its only a matter of time before they notice me…”

“So what I am in this cover of yours?” asked Toyotomi

“Assistant or girlfriend, take your pick.” Remarked Agent Hunt

“Assistant… besides your not my type.” Said Toyotomi


"Meh. Looks to me like a buncha people have old ladies coming here to see then box." Lin couldn't help but smile and shake his head. Indeed, it was good for Kylie this was the case, for many trophy wives and mistresses were in good supply in the event which provided some plausible excuse for her to be here.

THe bells rang, and before Lin could get nosy he was being marshaled off with the others by a couple of giant security guards into a couple of lines. Then, he noticed the challengers.

They were a lot of the survivors from the first match. Definetly stronger, not as random, more focused. Victoria Lew of all people was there, hiding with sunglasses and makeup. It would be an interestign match.

The barker read the rules out, and the first two victims were rushed forth....

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As for the agents, it was fortunate for them that the J-Mod girl noticed them. She looked them over, and merely acknowledged their presence by sending over a server. Foreigners of all sorts were welcome in the St. George's Social Club.

The server then asked, "How may I help you?"

Stukov keep an eye out for that face, yet he give most of his attention to who might be his next opponent..then he notice Victoria Lew and muttered to himself “ Here I thought the Bashirs were characters..”

At the bar..

Agent Hunt smiled and spoke with thick Cockney accent “'eaven and 'ell China Plate, I would loike sugar and spice Aristotle of coke cola, make Bobby its White Mice Potatoes in the mould.”( In Normal English=Well mate, I would like nice bottle of Coke Cola, make sure its ice cold.)

Then Hunt pull out a few hundred dollar bills and said” also China Plate, tell your bosses that a blue is in Joe Brahn and 'as a Charles Fox of swiss chocolates ready ter given ter them if they chose ter take it. they will kna wot I am talkin' abaht China Plate.”( In Normal English= Also mate, tell your bosses that a blue is in town and has a box of Swiss chocolates ready to given to them if they chose to take it. They will know what I am talking about mate.)

Then Hunt gives the server $400 and said “Enjoy the bleedin' tip.”( In Normal English=Enjoy the tip.)

With that server went to talk his boss and get the drink

Toyotomi look at Hunt and remarked “ What the hell have you been smoking lately?”

Hunt smiled and said “ I was speaking their language…what’s wrong with that?”

Toyotomi rolled her eyes and said “ Your as nutty as Crazy Eyes and Dr.Maxwell..I swear..”

Hunt replied “ That’s an understatement.”

Stukov keep an eye out for that face, yet he give most of his attention to who might be his next opponent..then he notice Victoria Lew and muttered to himself “ Here I thought the Bashirs were characters..”

At the bar..

Agent Hunt smiled and spoke with thick Cockney accent “'eaven and 'ell China Plate, I would loike sugar and spice Aristotle of coke cola, make Bobby its White Mice Potatoes in the mould.”( In Normal English=Well mate, I would like nice bottle of Coke Cola, make sure its ice cold.)

Then Hunt pull out a few hundred dollar bills and said” also China Plate, tell your bosses that a blue is in Joe Brahn and 'as a Charles Fox of swiss chocolates ready ter given ter them if they chose ter take it. they will kna wot I am talkin' abaht China Plate.”( In Normal English= Also mate, tell your bosses that a blue is in town and has a box of Swiss chocolates ready to given to them if they chose to take it. They will know what I am talking about mate.)

Then Hunt gives the server $400 and said “Enjoy the bleedin' tip.”( In Normal English=Enjoy the tip.)

With that server went to talk his boss and get the drink

Toyotomi look at Hunt and remarked “ What the hell have you been smoking lately?”

Hunt smiled and said “ I was speaking their language…what’s wrong with that?”

Toyotomi rolled her eyes and said “ Your as nutty as Crazy Eyes and Dr.Maxwell..I swear..”

Hunt replied “ That’s an understatement.”

Lin wondered why Vicky was there too....what was Daddy's Little Rich Girl doing in a bar brawl-cum-illegal tournament? Lin could only stare in amazement and agree with Stukov. Skeptically, he said, "I know what you mean. She's like, the heiress to the Lew fortune. Friggin rich. Only thing keeping her from being a spoiled brat is her impressive resume. Hell she doing here?"

Vicky merely looked at the two, and scanned her surroundings. She heard them speak, and let out a harumph. That was her problem. She was always seen as too dainty, too rich to do anything dirty. Even all those hunting trips didn't fix that. Well, she'd show them. Just as soon as the guys in front of her got done with their brawl.

As this occurred, another man joined in the talk. Speaking in a semi-Russian accent, he laughed at their statements in concordance, saying, "I know. Why, I heard just the other day, she was sighted with some actor in Kowloon. And yet I saw her punch a man out in the qualifiers. She's no lily."

He then extended his hand out, and said, "Nimoy. Victor Nimoy. From the Harbin Gym. What's your gym?"

Lin replied with, "Lin, from the Jordan Road Health Club."

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The server delivered the message to his boss, the J-Mod working the counter. Curtly, he picked up the drinks from her and spoke.

"Boss. Some blighter said a blue's in Brown, and 'e's got Swiss Chocolates."

The J-Mod's eyes brightened, and she immediately said, "Wait a moment."
Going to the intercom, she immediately began talking in rapid Kansai-ben, the southern dialect of Japanese--or rather, a broken, Cockneyized version thereof to make things even more confusing. Several minutes passed, and she then went to the table where Hunt and Toyotomi were.

"Oy. Here's what me boss said. We want the chocolates. But we need to know where the candygram's going, China."

Stukov nodded and said in Russian “Aleksander Nikitin Stukov, I am just traveler who heard about the game..its good to see another Russian in these fights.”

Meanwhile at the Bar

Agent Hunt took a sip of his drink and remarked in RP English “ Well my friend..you shall get your goods in good time..yet my bosses want me to see these fighting contest in order for them to be sure that this is a sound investment for them.”

Then Toyotomi join in and said “ Forgive my business partner, he is still a bit half baked from those drug running operations for our employers the blues…we would much like seats in the tonight fight if that is possible.”

Stukov nodded and said in Russian “Aleksander Nikitin Stukov, I am just traveler who heard about the game..its good to see another Russian in these fights.”

Meanwhile at the Bar

Agent Hunt took a sip of his drink and remarked in RP English “ Well my friend..you shall get your goods in good time..yet my bosses want me to see these fighting contest in order for them to be sure that this is a sound investment for them.”

Then Toyotomi join in and said “ Forgive my business partner, he is still a bit half baked from those drug running operations for our employers the blues…we would much like seats in the tonight fight if that is possible.”

Nimoy said with a slight grin, "It is good to see another too. Especially from the homeland--I was merely raised in the community in Harbin, so I know some of everything spoken in Upper Xen." He then chuckled somewhat.

As he spoke, he sized up the Russian. Nimoy noticed he was definetly prepped with skills. He looked the part, and acted with the confidence of the part. His handshake grip told the story too. He seemed like he'd seen a lot. A good fighter indeed....

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The Mod said, switching to her native Xenizen English, "All righty, then. Lemme see what I can do."

She sauntered back to the counter with the server, who delivered the items requested. Five minutes later, she returned saying, "Follow me, please."

She then took them to the room in the side, and opened the door with a special key. Then, knocking using a special knock, she was let in to the same warehouse, with the fight ring and all. The bouncer shut the door and she said, "You're in. The boss says you get a choice of seats anywhere." She then left as soon as she came....

Stukov just smiled and said” I like forward to seeing you take down your opponent in the match.”

He sized up Nimoy and knew he was going to put up a good fight.

Meanwhile

Agents Hunt and Toyotomi scan the scene and took their seats.

“So your excuse for me rambling on…is that I am high?” remarked Agent Hunt as he continue to scan the scene

“Meh..it made the most sense at the time..you shifting back and fore with your 100 difference accents..” said Toyotomi

“Bah humbug I say….” Then he notice Nimoy talking to Stukov and remarked “ We found our man…yay…and theres Stukov that damn SOB…still kicking I see…need to catch up with him sometime..one of these days.” Said Agent Hunt

“I say we let Nimoy fight though the rounds and take him out when he is tired out.So how you know this Stukov?” ask Toyotomi

“Good, the others are on stand by to take him out, and his police counterpart if he or she chooses to pop up.. ooo Stukov and I go back some time, we fought together in the same unit during the Typhoon wars and sometime before..we did a lot of insane special operations missions…a lot of insane missions.” Said Hunt

“Once I hear those stories…I bet it will explain a lot of things about you..” remarked Toyotomi

“One of these days.. you may hear it..if your lucky.” Said Hunt

Stukov just smiled and said” I like forward to seeing you take down your opponent in the match.”

He sized up Nimoy and knew he was going to put up a good fight.

Meanwhile

Agents Hunt and Toyotomi scan the scene and took their seats.

“So your excuse for me rambling on…is that I am high?” remarked Agent Hunt as he continue to scan the scene

“Meh..it made the most sense at the time..you shifting back and fore with your 100 difference accents..” said Toyotomi

“Bah humbug I say….” Then he notice Nimoy talking to Stukov and remarked “ We found our man…yay…and theres Stukov that damn SOB…still kicking I see…need to catch with him sometime..one of these days.” Said Agent Hunt

“I say we let Nimoy fight though the rounds and take him out when he is tired out.So how you know this Stukov?” ask Toyotomi

“Good, the others are on stand by to take him out, and his police counterpart if he or she chooses to pop up.. ooo Stukov and I go back some time, we fought together in the same unit during the Typhoon wars and sometime before..we did a lot of insane special operations missions…a lot of insane missions.” Said Hunt

“Once I hear those stories…I bet it will explain a lot of things about you..” remarked Toyotomi

“One of these days.. you may hear it..if your lucky.” Said Hunt

And it was just as well too. Neither of them would have to wait long....for as it so happened, Nimoy was next to Stukov in line and the crooked organizers who worked the betting tables also had come to the same conclusion about both of them. They had done their own sizing up, both with the violent preliminaries and via a visual sweep of the lines of fighters which they used to make snap judgments and create a set of odds that may or may not have been fairly made or unbiased--but would benefit the house either way. As it was, it looked like they might actually have some truth behind the odds this time....

The agents would be treated to Vicky Lew fighting now as would the others, including a skeptical Lin who said, "Let's see how this one goes, eh?" Taking off her hoodie, she came in dressed in a no-nonsense pair of shorts and a tank top. She wasn't that muscular, but it was obvious Daddy's Little Rich Girl was really only Rich, and had a lot more sense and maturity about her than a Little Girl.

Her opponent was one of the tougher ones from the previous qualifier. Another ex-soldier, the fight immediately generated what looked like a series of bets against Vicky. Kylie noted this dichotomy--the soldier fighting the heiress--and she immediately placed fifty Xenthalers on Vicky Lew. Fortunately, the money was part of her police expenses, a simple alottment to stay in character. Skeptically, the organizers took the bet.

Vicky would soon possibly make Kylie rich. She came out ducking and weaving letting her opponents kicks and punches fly over her.....

“My…Vicky Lew is quite a fighter...I think we should place to bet in order to blend in and besides it fits our character better.”said Toyotomi

Agent Hunt nodded in agreement and pull out ten bills of 100 Xenthalers and then said “ I pull 800 on Nimoy and 200 on Stukov…if it turns we actually win some…keep the money..I don’t gamble.”

Toyotomi nodded and place the bets with the organizers and came back, she remarked “ Why so little faith in your old friend?”

Hunt remarked “ I am non bias in fights…hence I show no favorism..”

“ In other words you don’t want to lose big time, right?” smiled Toyotomi

Hunt just smiled, and then he pull out a bamboo cigar, and start smoking it

Toyotomi looked at him with mock horror and said “Not you too!”

Hunt looked at her and said” All the mad men of the agency, smoke bamboo cigars..so bah leave me be with my cigar and watch the match.”

Toyotomi shrugged it off and went back to watching the game

“My…Vicky Lew is quite a fighter...I think we should place to bet in order to blend in and besides it fits our character better.”said Toyotomi

Agent Hunt nodded in agreement and pull out ten bills of 100 Xenthalers and then said “ I pull 800 on Nimoy and 200 on Stukov…if it turns we actually win some…keep the money..I don’t gamble.”

Toyotomi nodded and place the bets with the organizers and came back, she remarked “ Why so little faith in your old friend?”

Hunt remarked “ I am non bias in fights…hence I show no favorism..”

“ In other words you don’t want to lose big time, right?” smiled Toyotomi

Hunt just smiled, and then he pull out a bamboo cigar, and start smoking it

Toyotomi looked at him with mock horror and said “Not you too!”

Hunt looked at her and said” All the mad men of the agency, smoke bamboo cigars..so bah leave me be with my cigar and watch the match.”

Toyotomi shrugged it off and went back to watching the game

Vicky indeed proved to be quite a fighter. All those classes with the personal trainer helped out, as she tripped up her opponent and then punched him in in the solar plexus and the groin simeltaneously, then hit him with a hammerblow to the left temple and a series of gut punches to knock him out of the fight.....not before she was doubled over with a kick to the stomach and a half nelson, which she wriggled out of with a fierce struggle and suplex followed by an elbow drop.

The crowd roared, and the man threw Vicky off. Clothing torn in places, blood coming from her lip, she rolled and got back up, motioning for him to come close. As he did so and hit her in the side, she grabbed his arm, pulled him forward and got him in a headlock, twirling around before throwing the soldier to the ground and then stomping on him repeatedly before falling back.

Proud of her victory, she was hailed as another champion, as the other fighter was taken out to a back-alley doctor.

Stukov and Nimoy were then shouted at, and someone said, "You two are next!"

Stukov look at Nimoy and remarked “Well this makes things interesting..” Then Stukov entered the ring and got himself ready for the fight.

Meanwhile Agents Hunt and Toyotomi watched with interested

“Well this makes your bet a bit more interesting no..” remarked Toyotomi

“Yes, it does..my money is still on Nimoy…text to Frank and Grace be on stand by…we’re make our move soon.” Replied Hunt

Toyotomi nodded and quickly took out her cell phone text Grace and Frank to be ready, it was only a matter of time before they make their move.

Stukov look at Nimoy and remarked “Well this makes things interesting..” Then Stukov entered the ring and got himself ready for the fight.

Meanwhile Agents Hunt and Toyotomi watched with interested

“Well this makes your bet a bit more interesting no..” remarked Toyotomi

“Yes, it does..my money is still on Nimoy…text to Frank and Grace be on stand by…we’re make our move soon.” Replied Hunt

Toyotomi nodded and quickly took out her cell phone text Grace and Frank to be ready, it was only a matter of time before they make their move.

Kylie collected on her bet....having wagered on 50-1 odds, she was inevitably the object of envy for having earned so much. As that occurred, Nimoy also got into the ring; with that, Kylie began watching with interest, seeing as how the betting was going. Cricking his neck, he smiled and said, "Just business, man. I fight, you fight. That's the way it goes." He said that with genuine respect for his opponent as he got ready to fight.

Having stepped into the ring, the two were then briefed on the rules, and then the referee shouted, "LET'S GET IT ON!"

Nimoy then unleashed a strong left hook.....

Stukov took the blow and just smiled, and then he returned the favor with a series of rapid punches to the Nimoy. To test his reaction time and his next move.

Agent Hunt watched the fight with interests; he remarked “Just watch things will get intense.”

Stukov took the blow and just smiled, and then he returned the favor with a series of rapid punches to the Nimoy. To test his reaction time and his next move.

Agent Hunt watched the fight with interests; he remarked “Just watch things will get intense.”

Nimoy ducked, weaved, and blocked the punches, letting only one get through. He then began unleashing his own series of punches. Seeking to stay in the fight, he decided to get smart quickly.

Nimoy deduced Stukov wasn't a newbie; the way he moved with those punches seemed to indicate he was trying to feel him out. Nimoy decided to put his training to use, along with his frequent readings of Sun Tzu. He made a punch with his right fist...

Stukov decide it was time to use his AMI Black Hawk training into use. He quickly grab Nimoy right hand and flips Nimoy over. Before Nimoy hit the floor, Stukov hit Nimoy with a series of rapid kicks. This all happens within a span of a few seconds. Stukov back away from Nimoy and assumed a defensive stance, he said the following in Russian

“ Quit holding back…comrade.”

Stukov decide it was time to use his AMI Black Hawk training into use. He quickly grab Nimoy right hand and flips Nimoy over. Before Nimoy hit the floor, Stukov hit Nimoy with a series of rapid kicks. This all happens within a span of a few seconds. Stukov back away from Nimoy and assumed a defensive stance, he said the following in Russian

“ Quit holding back…comrade.”

Nimoy lay there for a moment, feigning weakness. He then wiped his mouth off, and then got up with a yawn. His own Russian reply was thusly, "I could say the same. Quit trying to hit me and hit me!" He then proceeded to tuck his own body in somewhat, and then proceeded to charge at Stukov, throwing a series of sweep kicks to keep him busy, alternating high and low. As this occurred, Nimoy then lept forward and grabbed Stukov, pushing for a very tight bearhug....

Stukov remarked in Russian, while being bearhug “ You ask for it, you got it..” Then Stukov repeated hit Nimoy hands to weaken his hold on him, then all his strength, he grab Nimoy hand and then he flip Nimoy over his back and on the floor. Right before he Nimoy hit the floor, Stukov unleash a series of quick kicks to the midsection of Nimoy body. As Nimoy laid on the floor

Stukov again assume a defensive stance and remarked “ Now your learning…”

Stukov remarked in Russian, while being bearhug “ You ask for it, you got it..” Then Stukov repeated hit Nimoy hands to weaken his hold on him, then all his strength, he grab Nimoy hand and then he flip Nimoy over his back and on the floor. Right before he Nimoy hit the floor, Stukov unleash a series of quick kicks to the midsection of Nimoy body. As Nimoy laid on the floor

Stukov again assume a defensive stance and remarked “ Now your learning…”

Nimoy promptly executed a sweep kick at Stukov's legs whilst he was down on the floor, then promptly sprang up and grabbed Stukov's right arm and dragged his foe close. The man didn't say a word as he did so; Nimoy was in the fight and couldn't afford to make snide remarks--that distracted him from the big goal of taking Stukov down.

As he did so, he quickly moved to deliver a knee to Stukov's groin and an elbow to his face all at once, with a move to throw him onto the floor when all was said and done....

Many would think Stukov would be in pain from the hit to the groin and being nailed in the face and throw across the floor. For a few moments, Stukov didn’t get up..then all the sudden he just start laughing uncontrollable in derange matter. Due to years of AMI Black Hawk training, which including getting kicked in groin countless times, One learns to channel the pain thought different avenues such as uncontrollable laugh in order to not think about the pain.

He stood up and look at Nimoy with derange look of a mad man and made a mad rush at him, and did a series of rapid kicks to give a sense of misdirection. Then he return the favor with his sweep kick. Right before Nimoy could even hit the floor, Stukov kick him again in the chest. While this was all happening, Stukov was laughing like mad man.


Toyotomi ask “ Wow…why is he going all crazy?”

“We Black Hawks have certain triggers when during these kind of fights….other in words…we’re just enter insane mofo mode once the right triggers are hit.”

“Good to know..” ask Toyotomi

Many would think Stukov would be in pain from the hit to the groin and being nailed in the face and throw across the floor. For a few moments, Stukov didn’t get up..then all the sudden he just start laughing uncontrollable in derange matter. Due to years of AMI Black Hawk training, which including getting kicked in groin countless times, One learns to channel the pain thought different avenues such as uncontrollable laugh in order to not think about the pain.

He stood up and look at Nimoy with derange look of a mad man and made a mad rush at him, and did a series of rapid kicks to give a sense of misdirection. Then he return the favor with his sweep kick. Right before Nimoy could even hit the floor, Stukov kick him again in the chest. While this was all happening, Stukov was laughing like mad man.


Toyotomi ask “ Wow…why is he going all crazy?”

“We Black Hawks have certain triggers when during these kind of fights….other in words…we’re just enter insane mofo mode once the right triggers are hit.”

“Good to know..” ask Toyotomi

Nimoy's moment of triumph was sundered into a little bits, as he was smacked about. Sore from the hits, he paused for a moment, breathing in and out to ensure he was okay. Nothing hurt that badly, so there weren't any broken bones. Still, another assault like that and it seemed likely that would be the case. He had to get smart, since his opponent decided on the whole berserker bit.

Taking a defensive stance, he stood back, preparing to fight back....

Stukov kept up the appearance of a mad man as part of his plan for misdirection. He decide his next move was to just confuse his foe even more.With that Stukov, made another attack run in which he made a few fast punches close to Nimoy face. But his attention wasn’t to hit him, but to give the impression he was about to hit him. Then Stukov step back a few steps and kicked Nimoy in the leg to throw him off balance, right after that Stukov rush in and made a few swift kicks to Nimoy sides.

Stukov kept up the appearance of a mad man as part of his plan for misdirection. He decide his next move was to just confuse his foe even more.With that Stukov, made another attack run in which he made a few fast punches close to Nimoy face. But his attention wasn’t to hit him, but to give the impression he was about to hit him. Then Stukov step back a few steps and kicked Nimoy in the leg to throw him off balance, right after that Stukov rush in and made a few swift kicks to Nimoy sides.

The roar of the crowd--an ungodly, almost animalistic roar--shook the stands as Stukov made his attack. Lots of money got passed around, and Zhou and the AMI agents would get to see in earnest how the scam worked.

On the field of combat itself, Nimoy was staggering from those new blows. He was still standing, but was sore as ever. Fortunately, Stukov had rushed in and looked ready to kill. Nimoy judged he meant business, and had to act fast. He promptly headbutted Stukov in the gut and tackled the Russian, throwing his weight on the man with a push forward with his legs to try and force him down.

Stukov nearly hit the floor, it took all his strength to counter his foe attack, Stukov did his best to push back with same amount of force. But he was a bit winded, from the hits the guts. Then Stukov with all his might his pushback his opponent and manger to get him off balance. He did a roundhouse kick to Nimoy chest and he quickly jump back to assume a defensive stance.

Stukov nearly hit the floor, it took all his strength to counter his foe attack, Stukov did his best to push back with same amount of force. But he was a bit winded, from the hits the guts. Then Stukov with all his might his pushback his opponent and manger to get him off balance. He did a roundhouse kick to Nimoy chest and he quickly jump back to assume a defensive stance.

Nimoy stumbled and took a number of steps back to compensate for the incredible blow before stamping his left foot down and assuming a defensive stance. The crowd roared, hooted, and cheered--this was easily the most exciting of the fights so far, so the announcer said. And Kylie still took more notes about the way the bribes worked, even snapped some cameraphone photos.

But, Nimoy felt it a little hard to breathe now. He tried a few breaths, and it hurt. That's when it hit him. He may have broken something. Nevermind that, the organizers will do an automatic DQ if you try to do something. Best choice is to sweat it out until a man falls. Nimoy then began circling Stukov, sizing him up, keeping his profile tight and slim. No taking chances now.

Stukov took note that his opponent was hurt from his latest attack. Stukov just assume a defensive stance and wait for Nimoy to make his move. Then suddenly, Stukov changed his mind and just rush his opponent and did series of rapid punches to Nimoy chest.

Agent Hunt muttered to himself “ All them years of black hawk training is finally paying off with dividends..”

Stukov took note that his opponent was hurt from his latest attack. Stukov just assume a defensive stance and wait for Nimoy to make his move. Then suddenly, Stukov changed his mind and just rush his opponent and did series of rapid punches to Nimoy chest.

Agent Hunt muttered to himself “ All them years of black hawk training is finally paying off with dividends..”

Nimoy's chest was really hurting now, and he grabbed Stukov's arms as hard as he could at the tail end of the flurry. Problem being, he could definetly feel a broken rib now, so his breathing was now getting pained. Not that he showed it. Nimoy merely covered up the wincing and made a series of kicks and knee attacks to Stukov's lower quarters, targeting his groin, shins and other such parts.

Stukov took the hits as best he can, but its starting to take a total on him. But he knew had to push hard one more time in order to win the fight. With all his remaining strength Stukov rush his opponent one more time and did a series of rapid kicks to Nimoy lower quarters in order to just knock him out of the fight once and for all.

Stukov took the hits as best he can, but its starting to take a total on him. But he knew had to push hard one more time in order to win the fight. With all his remaining strength Stukov rush his opponent one more time and did a series of rapid kicks to Nimoy lower quarters in order to just knock him out of the fight once and for all.

And with that, Nimoy finally got a nasty hit in the groin. That brought the pain in his ribs into sharp relief, and he promptly stumbled back. He then knelt on the ring, holding his hand up. Then, after holding it for several seconds, he tapped the mat, with a wheeze and a pained look. He was done.

The Russian was then attended to by a medic, as the ref held his arm up and said, "The Victor by forfeit is....STUKOV!"

A roar, and the exchange of money. Stukov was led off, as Lin was then called in to face his own opponent.....

As this occurred....Kylie and Nimoy were about to become entrapped in the Mods little plans...

Stukov took in the moment and then went off the stage to recover

Meanwhile

Agent Hunt and Toyotomi decide it was time to make their move on the targets before the Mods do. They saw Kylie get up and head to where Nimoy was taken to. This was transfer point for fighters awaiting treatment, to one of the local clinics. Toyotomi quickly text Grace and Frank Martin to be move in. They watched as Kylie talk to Nimoy. Agent Hunt knew this was moment to move in and take them out. He quickly pull out two pens which were really sleeping gas canisters and used his ghost training to move in stealthy. He quickly ran up to the both of them and deploys the canisters within matter of seconds they were knocked. Then Agent Hunt pick up Kylie and Toyotomi rolled Nimoy on the stretcher out side the building in a dark alley, where Frank Martin and Grace were waiting for them. They quickly load their targets into the van and rush off to Crazy Eyes place.

At Crazy Eyes place, they found Crazy Eyes as always stone out of his freaking mind and watching Across the Universe. They just shrug it off and went to work tied up Kylie and Nimoy. As for Nimoy, Agent Hunt called in Dr.Linda Maxwell to come and treat his injuries which were some cuts and a few broken ribs. After treating him, she tied him up and give the go ahead Hunt to do whatever he pleased.

Early in the Morning, Crazy Eyes give the go head for them to be waked up by injections of caffeine.

Agent Frank Martin and Grace were in the room with Nimoy

Agent Frank Martin smiled at Nimoy and said “ Man…you got the shit kick out of you by a angry Russian….didn’t you mole.”

While Agents Hunt and Toyotomi were in the room with Kylie.

Agent Hunt remarked “Hello Kylie..don’t be alarm…its for your good.”

Stukov took in the moment and then went off the stage to recover

Meanwhile

Agent Hunt and Toyotomi decide it was time to make their move on the targets before the Mods do. They saw Kylie get up and head to where Nimoy was taken to. This was transfer point for fighters awaiting treatment, to one of the local clinics. Toyotomi quickly text Grace and Frank Martin to be move in. They watched as Kylie talk to Nimoy. Agent Hunt knew this was moment to move in and take them out. He quickly pull out two pens which were really sleeping gas canisters and used his ghost training to move in stealthy. He quickly ran up to the both of them and deploys the canisters within matter of seconds they were knocked. Then Agent Hunt pick up Kylie and Toyotomi rolled Nimoy on the stretcher out side the building in a dark alley, where Frank Martin and Grace were waiting for them. They quickly load their targets into the van and rush off to Crazy Eyes place.

At Crazy Eyes place, they found Crazy Eyes as always stone out of his freaking mind and watching Across the Universe. They just shrug it off and went to work tied up Kylie and Nimoy. As for Nimoy, Agent Hunt called in Dr.Linda Maxwell to come and treat his injuries which were some cuts and a few broken ribs. After treating him, she tied him up and give the go ahead Hunt to do whatever he pleased.

Early in the Morning, Crazy Eyes give the go head for them to be waked up by injections of caffeine.

Agent Frank Martin and Grace were in the room with Nimoy

Agent Frank Martin smiled at Nimoy and said “ Man…you got the shit kick out of you by a angry Russian….didn’t you mole.”

While Agents Hunt and Toyotomi were in the room with Kylie.

Agent Hunt remarked “Hello Kylie..don’t be alarm…its for your good.”

Kylie woke up and immediately reached for a nonexistent gun. Looking about, she then squinted her eyes some, gave them a good rub, and then looked about some more. Somewhat frightened, she poked Nimoy. The Russian, who was still trying to wake up, simply muttered, "Oy...my ribs." However, he too got up and saw the gaggle of agents. And the Crazy dude watching Across the Universe.

Kylie shook her head and went, "All well and good. But what the fuck is going on here? Who are you people?" Nimoy then chimed in with, "I would also like to know what is the situation...though I am thankful to whomever helped me get back on the road to recovery...argh..."

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At that moment, Lin was getting kicked in the face by a stern, small opponent. He always wondered what was with these guys. Were they too crazy for the real ring? Or greedy? Or what? All he knew was that it hurt, and he had probably better see a dentist soon. Lin then said, "Enough of this," grabbing the opponent's left leg and stopping him in midair, causing him to fall. Lin then let go of the man's leg, and let him get back up. Before he could make a move, the enemy was promptly punched in the face with a quick jab. To make it more humiliating, Lin did it again, this time slapping the man repeatedly.

Not surprisingly, the audience chortled.

Agent Crazy Eyes look at them and smiled, he walk up to them and said “ You should thankful, we just save your lives…the mods were about to kill you..so we step in to save you guys.”

Agent Grace remarked to Nimoy “ You can thank Dr.Maxwell for the treatment..althought we did call the Doctor in the midnight of the night and the doctor wasn’t too happy about that.”

Agent Frank Martin remarked to Kylie “ Its been awhile since we last seen eachother no…oh yes…we last saw each other during the gang wars…man we sure did kick some tirads ass no. Now really..rest assure, we only act out of your best interest…”

Then Agent Crazy Eyes step out of the room and called the Mods, he said the following

“We got the pig and the mole…shall we gut them now or wait for you guys to come and watch?”

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov watch the Lin fight with interest, Lin was a damn good fighter in Stukov books.

Agent Crazy Eyes look at them and smiled, he walk up to them and said “ You should thankful, we just save your lives…the mods were about to kill you..so we step in to save you guys.”

Agent Grace remarked to Nimoy “ You can thank Dr.Maxwell for the treatment..althought we did call the Doctor in the midnight of the night and the doctor wasn’t too happy about that.”

Agent Frank Martin remarked to Kylie “ Its been awhile since we last seen eachother no…oh yes…we last saw each other during the gang wars…man we sure did kick some tirads ass no. Now really..rest assure, we only act out of your best interest…”

Then Agent Crazy Eyes step out of the room and called the Mods, he said the following

“We got the pig and the mole…shall we gut them now or wait for you guys to come and watch?”

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov watch the Lin fight with interest, Lin was a damn good fighter in Stukov books.

Nimoy rubbed his head and said, "Thanks. Just asking where I was, is all. I normally don't do shady deals." Kylie nodded as well, to give assent.

That's when it hit Kylie. She then wiped her brow and said, "Oh! Frank Martin! Shit....for a moment there you had me going. I thought I was going to die." Breathing a sigh of relief, Nimoy was surprised and asked, "Wait, you know him?"

To that, Kylie said, "Yea, I did a job with him once. Not a bad fellow to have as backup."

She then heard Crazy Eyes speaking, and regretted that line. Kylie then asked, "What did he just say?"

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The Mods were quite pleased to hear their quarry had been siezed. Now, it was time to act. The man Crazy Eyes called said, "Right. Wait for us to come and watch. I wanna see those pigs burn."

He then hung up and motioned for his boys to get moving...before long, they would be there.

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Lin then finally ended his little routine when the man decided to begin blocking and then punched the man in the face, the solar plexus, and the gut, before finally slapping agaisnt his ears to disorient him before kicking him in the chest, and then grabbing him and dropping him, kicking upward and knocking him to the floor in a dropkick.

Toyotomi muttered in Japanese “ Things just got more crazy.”

Then Crazy Eyes reappear and said “ Just play along..everything will be fine..we’re on your side..but we have our covers to protect…so just play along for your own good, if you want to make out of this alive.”

Agent Frank Martin then said “I’ll give you the full story after things settled…rest assured we won’t let anything happen to you guys.”


Meanwhile at the Fight

Stukov enjoy the Lin hit to the ears to disorient opponent, Stukov thought to himself.” Lin methods often mirror some of the tactics used by Black Hawks.”

Toyotomi muttered in Japanese “ Things just got more crazy.”

Then Crazy Eyes reappear and said “ Just play along..everything will be fine..we’re on your side..but we have our covers to protect…so just play along for your own good, if you want to make out of this alive.”

Agent Frank Martin then said “I’ll give you the full story after things settled…rest assured we won’t let anything happen to you guys.”


Meanwhile at the Fight

Stukov enjoy the Lin hit to the ears to disorient opponent, Stukov thought to himself.” Lin methods often mirror some of the tactics used by Black Hawks.”


Kylie was about to reply, when the Mods promptly knocked on the door. Deciding to lay low, Nimoy and Kylie kept their mouths shut, trusting in Martin to hopefully keep their word.

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Lin waited for his opponent to get up, and the man began doing so. He sighed, and decided to borrow a page from Stukov's book--go for the gut, and get nasty. He began delivering a series of hammerblows to the guy's chest, and then finished it off by shoving him to the mat with a body slam.

The man then struggled to get up, and did so, but Lin gave him the same punishment, adding a round of attacks to the limbs to knock the man down. He then waited..and sure enough, the man stumbled back up. Sighing, Lin said, "Jesus. Can't you surrender already?"

The man then lunged at Lin, seemingly irritated by his comment. Lin merely said, "Guess not" and proceeded to block the series of blows, counterattacking with attacks to the legs....

Crazy Eyes smiled and answer the door, he remarked “ Took you along enough.” Then led them in and to the holding room where the cop and the mole were being held.

Then Crazy Eyes pull out a bowie knife and ask the mods “ Shall I do the honors or you guys want to do it?” He had the look of mad deranged killer in his eyes

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov just kept watching with interest, his friend was now taking notes from him. “ He is a faster learner, but he is fast enough....” He remarked to himself.

Crazy Eyes smiled and answer the door, he remarked “ Took you along enough.” Then led them in and to the holding room where the cop and the mole were being held.

Then Crazy Eyes pull out a bowie knife and ask the mods “ Shall I do the honors or you guys want to do it?” He had the look of mad deranged killer in his eyes

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov just kept watching with interest, his friend was now taking notes from him. “ He is a faster learner, but he is fast enough....” He remarked to himself.

The Mods looked at Crazy Eyes, and then looked at their quarry. One of them laughed.

"One of 'em's bloody lame! The other's a bloody dame."

The Big Mod replied, "No shit. The question is does he gut them or we do?"

The third Mod went, "Nah. No challenge with that." The other nodded.

The Big Mod sighed and said, "Well, Crazy--you do it. The boys see no challenge in gutting them. Though I don't know why that's a problem."
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Lin finally beat the man, throwing him to the ground and stomping on his groin until the man tapped out.

The crowd roared.....

Crazy Eyes smiled, then he put back his bowie knife and produce two darts full with nerve killing agent or so it appears. He load it into his gun and fire dart at Nimoy and Kylie. Both were instantly “dead” within a matter of seconds. Yet in reality, the darts were full of chemical agent that can make one appear dead, but in reality all their vital signs have been slowed to the point where they seem to be cliental dead.

Then he turns to the Mods

“Now…how about my reward, gentlemen.”


Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov join the crowed and roared along.

Crazy Eyes smiled, then he put back his bowie knife and produce two darts full with nerve killing agent or so it appears. He load it into his gun and fire dart at Nimoy and Kylie. Both were instantly “dead” within a matter of seconds. Yet in reality, the darts were full of chemical agent that can make one appear dead, but in reality all their vital signs have been slowed to the point where they seem to be cliental dead.

Then he turns to the Mods

“Now…how about my reward, gentlemen.”


Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov join the crowed and roared along.

Lin was escorted off as he was announced the winner, and as he was taken out he noticed the environment. The roster of fighters seemed noticeably thinned out by the night's action. Walking up to Stukov, he raised his hand to make a high five, saying, "How'd I do?" as if he were in school all over again.

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The Mods then leaned in to test the two bodies. Well, one of them did. One of them leaned in to check pulse and heartbeat and breathing. After a few minutes, he got up and said, "They're dead."

"Good." The Mod then said, "Now then." Rifling through his coat, he then presented Crazy Eyes with an envelope. Rather weighty, the Mod then pointed at it and said, "Inside's 4,000 Xenthalers, half in gold, half in paper. Enjoy. We'll contact you when we need you again."

The Mods then left the room, unaware they had been tricked...

Stukov just smiled and said “ You did petty good..so far.”

At Crazy Eyes place


Crazy Eyes made sure the mods were long gone, he pull out the antidotes to the sleeping agent. He quickly give it to Kylie and Nimoy the antidote and step back. Then he begun counting his money and remarked “ I love this job as much as I love PCP..”

“Shouldn’t we be worry by that statement?” asked Grace

“We should…but we stop caring after awhile.” Replied Frank Martin

Stukov just smiled and said “ You did petty good..so far.”

At Crazy Eyes place


Crazy Eyes made sure the mods were long gone, he pull out the antidotes to the sleeping agent. He quickly give it to Kylie and Nimoy the antidote and step back. Then he begun counting his money and remarked “ I love this job as much as I love PCP..”

“Shouldn’t we be worry by that statement?” asked Grace

“We should…but we stop caring after awhile.” Replied Frank Martin

When Kylie and Nimoy woke up, they looked around the room first. Then, the two looked at each other, and began pinching one another to make sure it wasn't a dream. Then they both looked at Crazy as he muttered about PCP.

"Wait. Did he just say what I thought he did?" Kylie said, with a skeptical look on his face.

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Lin muttered, "Thanks," breathing in and out to recover. As the crowd roared from their scream, a shady looking man in sunglasses walked past them, and took down info about them. He then handed a pair of manila envelopes to them, saying, "Here's your instructions and your take for the night. Management loved your fights, boys." He then left and did the same to Vicky, who could visibly be seen reacting confusedly.

“I believe you just did..” remarked Toyotomi

Agent Hunt said “ Moving on…you guys are free to go..as long as the mods think your dead..you should be good..anything else you want to add Crazy Eyes.”

“Aye…we’re going after these mods and taking their operation down…Kylie tell your bosses that we enough information to take the suckers down…and plus I want to do a joint operation on this mission..now please excuse me I am stone out of my freaking mind and tripping out….time to watch Monty Python and the Holy Gail..” With that Crazy Eyes left the room

“One of these days, the Intel Internal Investigations board will get him I swear..” remarked Agent Toyotomi

“Yea…that would be the day…wait we have a Internal Investigations board…that’s news to me!” said Agent Frank Martin

“ I second that opinion..” muttered Agent Hunt

Agent Grace rolled her eyes and said” All that work in the frontier postings really must mess with your heads..guys..”


Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov look over the instructions and remarked to Lin” The plot thickens..no?”

“I believe you just did..” remarked Toyotomi

Agent Hunt said “ Moving on…you guys are free to go..as long as the mods think your dead..you should be good..anything else you want to add Crazy Eyes.”

“Aye…we’re going after these mods and taking their operation down…Kylie tell your bosses that we enough information to take the suckers down…and plus I want to do a joint operation on this mission..now please excuse me I am stone out of my freaking mind and tripping out….time to watch Monty Python and the Holy Gail..” With that Crazy Eyes left the room

“One of these days, the Intel Internal Investigations board will get him I swear..” remarked Agent Toyotomi

“Yea…that would be the day…wait we have a Internal Investigations board…that’s news to me!” said Agent Frank Martin

“ I second that opinion..” muttered Agent Hunt

Agent Grace rolled her eyes and said” All that work in the frontier postings really must mess with your heads..guys..”

Kylie and Nimoy nodded; Kylie shook the agents' hands and said, "Thanks, guys." She then said to Crazy Eyes, "I'll contact my bosses, and get something done."

The two left, and Kylie could later be seen talking to her boss about Crazy Eyes's proposal. He nodded in assent, saying simply, "Good, good. I think we can do something with this. Contact him again, get something worked up. You got full access to HKPD, and National Police."

Sure enough, several days later, Kylie knocked on Crazy Eyes's door again....

Meanwhile at the fight

Stukov look over the instructions and remarked to Lin” The plot thickens..no?”

Lin just looked at the envelope. "Yeah, I suppose," was his brief, nonchalant reply.

As he eyed the wad of cash in front of him, Lin was thinking about what it meant. It meant more food, more gifts for the girlfriend and all kinds of things. But, it also meant that he was in danger of being a human cockfighter. Not a pleasant thing to think about. He opened it up, and saw the prize money. Six hundred Xenthalers. Not bad. He then left.

The instructions would read, "Go to the Sportacus Brothers' Gym in Wanchai at midnight. Issue the password, "Gobstopper" to the doorman."

Agent Frank Martin open the door and said “Kylie..good to see, please come this way..Crazy Eyes is expecting you.”

Agent Martin led Kylie to Crazy Eyes office, not surprisingly find Crazy Eyes out cold at his desk. Agent Martin remarked “ Damn it he is knock out again….Who turns is it to wake him up!”

Agent Grace came into the room and said “ Its Hunt turn…..” Then she walk outside the office and called Hunt in.

Hunt came in with a golf club and poked Crazy Eyes

Crazy Eyes awoke up and said “ I am awake….oh hey Kylie..what’s up..”


Meanwhile

Stukov shows up at the Sportacus Brothers' Gym and says to the doorman “Gobstopper”

Agent Frank Martin open the door and said “Kylie..good to see, please come this way..Crazy Eyes is expecting you.”

Agent Martin led Kylie to Crazy Eyes office, not surprisingly find Crazy Eyes out cold at his desk. Agent Martin remarked “ Damn it he is knock out again….Who turns is it to wake him up!”

Agent Grace came into the room and said “ Its Hunt turn…..” Then she walk outside the office and called Hunt in.

Hunt came in with a golf club and poked Crazy Eyes

Crazy Eyes awoke up and said “ I am awake….oh hey Kylie..what’s up..”


Meanwhile

Stukov shows up at the Sportacus Brothers' Gym and says to the doorman “Gobstopper”

Kylie wasn't really afraid at this point of Crazy Eyes's random blackouts. They were par for the course when working with these guys, and frankly in this business--you could expect anything from anyone. She walked up to the recently awakened man and asked, "So....my boss has authorized a joint op. HKPD and National Police along with whatever you can scrounge up. How's that?"

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The doorman let him in, looking shiftily around to make sure no one was watrching. Like Kylie, they understood anything and anyone could show up in this business. Lin followed in likewise, and they were let in.

They were then motioned to a part of the gym sectioned off and sealed with soundproofing materials and whitenoise generators. Lin nodded and understood immediately--this was the spot where the next bout was to begin. As he caught up with Stukov, he said, "Helluva place."

"No shit," came a female voice from behind him. Turning around, he looked at none other than the visage of Vicky Lew. Dressed in a hoodie to cover her face and with hands wrapped in tape and padding, she didn't look the part of the rich girl turned fighter. But, she was by now familiar to most on the circuit as a violent hellion, for whom no one dared give an insult.

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “ I’ll have team ready within the next 20 minutes…” Then he notice something on floor near to his desk. He remarked “I been looking for this for while.” He put it back on desk..it was plaque with a picture of Steve Buscemi and Crazy Eyes and it said “ Winner of 2008, Steve Buscemi look-alike award.”

Agent Hunt who happen to enter the room to ask Crazy Eyes for something , look at the plaque and said “ Agh…I don’t get pay enough to deal with type of shiz..”

Crazy Eye said “ What?”

“Your plaq…nevermind….so are going to nail them Mods?”ask Hunt

“Aye…get the team ready..we move in 20 minutes.” Said Crazy Eyes, with that Hunt got the team together for the coming assault.

At the fight


Stukov remark “ If I had a penny for every time I been in these kinds of rooms or situations….I’ll be a very rich man…or a drunk communist who just got kick out of the bar….”

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “ I’ll have team ready within the next 20 minutes…” Then he notice something on floor near to his desk. He remarked “I been looking for this for while.” He put it back on desk..it was plaque with a picture of Steve Buscemi and Crazy Eyes and it said “ Winner of 2008, Steve Buscemi look-alike award.”

Agent Hunt who happen to enter the room to ask Crazy Eyes for something , look at the plaque and said “ Agh…I don’t get pay enough to deal with type of shiz..”

Crazy Eye said “ What?”

“Your plaq…nevermind….so are going to nail them Mods?”ask Hunt

“Aye…get the team ready..we move in 20 minutes.” Said Crazy Eyes, with that Hunt got the team together for the coming assault.

At the fight


Stukov remark “ If I had a penny for every time I been in these kinds of rooms or situations….I’ll be a very rich man…or a drunk communist who just got kick out of the bar….”

"If my dad found out, he'd make you a dead commie. Luckily, you're from an old friend.....and you're a damn good fighter. We'd hate to lose you." Vicky said this with a confident grin. Lin nodded; he knew that the Lew Government had ways of making Communists disappear. Still, he had a hunch Vicky Lew wouldn't betray the secret of the Kumite to satisfy her dad's ideological hangups. As it was, it was likely she was doing this on the sly anyway.

The bouncer then motioned for them to enter, and inside was an elaborately setup ring, with lights, a bell, and clean environs. The betting table was still there, but this time surrounded by burly guards. Given the soundproofing outside, it was only logical these woudl be here.

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Kylie and her team began assembing soon enough, with a simple call. National Police readied a team of its legendary Lawman Hueys, armed to the teeth to oppose internal uprisings. They also scrounged up a force of HKPD SWAT and Armed Agents from National Police. On the signal of the men on the inside, they would act...

Stukov just smiled and replied “Its just a figure of expression from I am from..meaning a drunk hobo in some parts of the world…I guess the expression went over your petty head…”

Meanwhile…

Crazy Eyes people were armed to the teeth, however before they could storm the place…Crazy Eyes had one more inside job to perform. Just he told his counterparts to hold off the assault until this job was complete. With that Agent Hunt show up at the Sportacus Brothers' Gym, before he knock on the job…he give himself two injections of adrenaline with a detail of taking effect for 30 minutes and then knock on the door, He said was there for business matter related matters.

Stukov just smiled and replied “Its just a figure of expression from I am from..meaning a drunk hobo in some parts of the world…I guess the expression went over your petty head…”


Meanwhile…


Crazy Eyes people were armed to the teeth, however before they could storm the place…Crazy Eyes had one more inside job to perform. Just he told his counterparts to hold off the assault until this job was complete. With that Agent Hunt show up at the Sportacus Brothers' Gym, before he knock on the job…he give himself two injections of adrenaline with a detail of taking effect for 30 minutes and then knock on the door, He said was there for business matter related matters.

Vicky shrugged and went, "Whatever. I could still kick your ass."

Then, the bells dinged, and the fighters began to assemble for the challenge ahead...

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As the fights went underway, the doorman looked around and said, "Wait a moment."

Ducking inside, he reappeared several minutes later with a simple, "Yeah, sure. Come in." Let in, he was greeted by a group of individuals, who escorted him to the area where the main baddies were. The big man in charge looked up, and then said, "Ah yes. Follow me."

Leading Hunt off to the side, the man said, "You needed to speak with me?"

Stukov remarked “ Sure…in your dreams..” Then he join the other fighters and waited for his opponent to be picked for fight.


Agent Hunt smiled and said in his cockney accent “My bosses are ready to transfer all 100 million gold press diners to your bank accounts today…all my bosses want is the deal to be done today..i.e the transfer…I have the Swiss bank account codes so lets do it now…time cost money as they say..”

Stukov remarked “ Sure…in your dreams..” Then he join the other fighters and waited for his opponent to be picked for fight.


Agent Hunt smiled and said in his cockney accent “My bosses are ready to transfer all 100 million gold press diners to your bank accounts today…all my bosses want is the deal to be done today..i.e the transfer…I have the Swiss bank account codes so lets do it now…time cost money as they say..”

It just so happened that the organizers looked on their roster and sent a couple of goons up to Stukov and Vicky. Poking them both, both were duly told, "You're on."

With that, Vicky smiled and said to Stukov, "Let's prove that, shall we?" Walking into the ring with a confident strut, she ripped off her sweatshirt to reveal a simple women's boxing outfit.

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The boss then motioned for an assistant to pull up a laptop, and with that, the boss simply declared, "Right. Begin the transfer. We don't have all day."

“Well someone up there has a sick sense of humor…lets settled this once and for all..shall we..” Then Stukov assumed a defensive stance, and allowed Vicky to make the first move

Meanwhile Agent Hunt type in the access codes and transfer the money to their accounts. He remarked “It is done….expect the gold come in within the next few days in shipments..its good to being business with such reputable people like yourselves. If you wish go ahead and confirm the transfer.” Then he gives the laptop to them and awaited for them to confirm it.

“Well someone up there has a sick sense of humor…lets settled this once and for all..shall we..” Then Stukov assumed a defensive stance, and allowed Vicky to make the first move

Meanwhile Agent Hunt type in the access codes and transfer the money to their accounts. He remarked “It is done….expect the gold come in within the next few days in shipments..its good to being business with such reputable people like yourselves. If you wish go ahead and confirm the transfer.” Then he gives the laptop to them and awaited for them to confirm it.

Vicky assumed her own stance, and waited for the call. Upon hearing "EN GARDE!" she immediately ran to close with Stukov, then proceeded to attempt to grab Stukov's arm and make a kick for his left shin with a scream.

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Hitting a few keys, the Mods confirmed the transfer and closed the laptop, immediately taking it out of the room. In the meanwhile, the Boss said, "Right. Any other business we should discuss?"

Stukov was taken back by the attack. He regain his stance and did rush attack on Vicky, he went straight for the shins and did a series of rapid kicks to throw her off balance. Then he did punch her on the temples to make her less able to fight.


Hunt shake his head and said “ Nope, we don’t anything else to discuss…good day gentlemen.” With that he left the Mods place and called Crazy Eyes “ We’re ready to go…”

Then Crazy Eyes called his National Police counterparts and said “ We’re follow your led…our people are in position.”

Stukov was taken back by the attack. He regain his stance and did rush attack on Vicky, he went straight for the shins and did a series of rapid kicks to throw her off balance. Then he did punch her on the temples to make her less able to fight.


Hunt shake his head and said “ Nope, we don’t anything else to discuss…good day gentlemen.” With that he left the Mods place and called Crazy Eyes “ We’re ready to go…”

Then Crazy Eyes called his National Police counterparts and said “ We’re follow your led…our people are in position.”

"Roger," Kylie replied. With a simple cry of "The Rooster Has Crowed! The Rooster Has Crowed!" the National Police Lawman Hueys, Armed NP Agents and HKPD SWAT began to move in on the objective. The distinct Black Vans of the HKPD SWAT, as well as the cars used by the NP, formed a massive wave of incoming men and materiel. In the meanwhile, helicopters lifted off and began to zoom to the area, eager to track fleeing foes. For now, though, the fighters could fight.

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In the meantime, Vicky held onto the arm for dear life, as Stukov was about to make her fall back with the shin blows. However, the temple blows would prove dramatically troublesome, as she was struck by them. They didn't knock her down, but they forced her to pause for a moment. As she recovered, Vicky realized her grip was slipping on that arm. Tightening it with her left hand and letting one go, she decided to attempt to trip up Stukov, stomping on his foot and then moving to attempt to execute a Half Nelson--a manuever which involved locking one's arm underneath the opponent's armpit and holding on--whilst using the other arm to try and punch his stomach.

Crazy Eye and the Agents waited for their counterparts to move in before they rush in to gun down some gang members. However for Agent Hunt, the attacked needed to happen within the next few minutes the adrenaline injections were about to kick in….one way or another he was going to start shooting up some Mods.

At the fight

Stukov just had the air knock out of him…He quickly manage pulled himself out of the half nelson..but he lost his breath and he barely manage regain it. He decide to one more rush attack and hope to knock out in one last blow. Just he rush her and did a series of rapid kicks to her legs to throw her off balance and then he did a series of rapid punches to the templates to knock her out.

Crazy Eye and the Agents waited for their counterparts to move in before they rush in to gun down some gang members. However for Agent Hunt, the attacked needed to happen within the next few minutes the adrenaline injections were about to kick in….one way or another he was going to start shooting up some Mods.

At the fight

Stukov just had the air knock out of him…He quickly manage pulled himself out of the half nelson..but he lost his breath and he barely manage regain it. He decide to one more rush attack and hope to knock out in one last blow. Just he rush her and did a series of rapid kicks to her legs to throw her off balance and then he did a series of rapid punches to the templates to knock her out.

The HKPD SWAT vans got there on time, and surrounded the building as quickly as possible. Leveling guns and aiming at all possible entrances, the National Police followed soon after with their hardware. Before long, a massive army had surrounded the complex, and it was with that the doorman ran in and called his boss, saying, "We got a problem."

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Stukov would also have problems as well. For Vicky merely kept stepping back, before eventually grabbing one of his arms and then holding it in place. That being done, she then commenced kicking him repeatedly in the groin, before executing a Zidane-style headbutt into her opponent followed with a jab with the heel of her hand to his chin. In the midst of her bloodlust, she threw in an extra stomp on the groin, to make sure...

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At that point, HKPD SWAT immediately began rushing to the entrances to the gym, and waited for the signal to bust open the door. Planting charges, readying rams and arming MasterKey slugs, they waited for the signal.....

Stukov could barely stand up, he tried rush her again. he simply collapse and was completely knock out.


Meanwhile

Crazy Eyes nodded to Agent Hunt and Hunt give the signal to move in, he said the signal over the headsets” Flashlight”

With that Crazy Eyes, Agents Hunt, Frank Martin, Graces and Toyotomi begun to move in to their targets, and were armed to the teeth.

Stukov could barely stand up, he tried rush her again. he simply collapse and was completely knock out.


Meanwhile

Crazy Eyes nodded to Agent Hunt and Hunt give the signal to move in, he said the signal over the headsets” Flashlight”

With that Crazy Eyes, Agents Hunt, Frank Martin, Graces and Toyotomi begun to move in to their targets, and were armed to the teeth.

On cue, the HKPD/NP teams blew down the doors and police began streaming in. However, the Mods, having been forewarned, decided to fight back and try to get out as soon as possible. Armed on their own terms, they began opening fire at the HKPD and NP teams....as well as the man moving in on them whom they had made the deal with before. This was getting insane.

As this occurred, a man screamed at Lin and Vicky, "Out! Everyone out!" Vicky decided to shoulder carry Stukov, and said to Lin, "Let's go! Now!" Rushing through the crowd, she eventually began faltering somewhat, so Lin decided to provide assistance. Muttering, "Thanks," Vicky strugged to find a way out....

The agents ran in with guns blazing, Agent Hunt adrenaline boost came into effect and he begun his attack run. His main targets were those who saw his face. He couldn’t allow them to spread the word of his existent or undermined his cover as Blue gangster. With that, he rush in with his Desert Eagle handgun firing at will in one hand and in other hand he held a hunting knife. Within the first few minutes, he already killed a few Mods, and that was just the start of the body count.

Agents Graces, Frank Martin, Crazy Eyes and Toyotomi were busy firing suppression fire at the mods with their AK-103s. They were trying to take off pressure from their National Police counterparts.

Meanwhile Stukov came to and said” What the hell is going….”, He was still dizzy by the fight

The agents ran in with guns blazing, Agent Hunt adrenaline boost came into effect and he begun his attack run. His main targets were those who saw his face. He couldn’t allow them to spread the word of his existent or undermined his cover as Blue gangster. With that, he rush in with his Desert Eagle handgun firing at will in one hand and in other hand he held a hunting knife. Within the first few minutes, he already killed a few Mods, and that was just the start of the body count.

Agents Graces, Frank Martin, Crazy Eyes and Toyotomi were busy firing suppression fire at the mods with their AK-103s. They were trying to take off pressure from their National Police counterparts.

Meanwhile Stukov came to and said” What the hell is going….”, He was still dizzy by the fight

Just as well too, for the firefight was turning into something spectacular. A massive combat was breaking out, as National Police and SWAT teams were storming the outer areas, being attacked by Mods who had thrown up tables and exercise equipment in that classic method of improvised defense, a barricade. Still, the combined weight of the enemy firepower was forcing their heads down, though the Mods had their own assault rifles and commenced attacking per orders.

And if that wasn't bad enough, Agent Hunt was messing them up. Sewing chaos via his sudden banzai attacks, several Mods attempted to rush him with SMGs and kung fu....

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Vicky then said, "Hush now, little Russian. I got you."

As they ran to one of the entrances, they were confronted by an angry looking SWAT squad, which shouted "FREEZE!" at Vicky and Lin. Vicky walked up to them, and the lead SWAT man threatened her with a simple, "GET DOWN! NOW!"

Vicky shook her head and said, "You wouldn't shoot the President's daughter, would you?"

The lead man was suspicious, and then raised his shotgun to deliver the killing blow. Fortunately, one of the other men said, "Wait. That's Vicky Lew." Just to be sure, Vicky flashed her driver's license, which she showed to the SWAT Team. With a nod, the lead man handed it back and said, "Get out of here, Miss. It's not safe."

Vicky smiled and said, "Ya think? Just get the bad men for me." She then ran out of the gym, skulking about to avoid the helicopters above.....

Agent Hunt just gives the Mods a deranged smiled. Then he rushes at the closest Mod to him and stab him in the heart before he could even react. Then Hunt used the Mod as human shield and uses it to take the bullets from SMGs.

Then Hunt quickly reloads his gun and went blazing his foes and defeating their attempts using kung fu against him. He was without mercy, as he attack his foes. They did manger to hit him a few times, but the shots weren’t damaging enough to slow him down. In fact it made him even more insane. He rushes at more mods and cut their throats open within matter of moments. He had his focus and wasn’t going to stop until the job was done.

Meanwhile the other agents continue to keep the pressure on the mods and provide Hunt with cover fire.

Meanwhile Stukov was somewhat coming to…” I think I can walk on my own now…really what the fuck just happen..other then my ass being kicked by you vicky?”

Agent Hunt just gives the Mods a deranged smiled. Then he rushes at the closest Mod to him and stab him in the heart before he could even react. Then Hunt used the Mod as human shield and uses it to take the bullets from SMGs.

Then Hunt quickly reloads his gun and went blazing his foes and defeating their attempts using kung fu against him. He was without mercy, as he attack his foes. They did manger to hit him a few times, but the shots weren’t damaging enough to slow him down. In fact it made him even more insane. He rushes at more mods and cut their throats open within matter of moments. He had his focus and wasn’t going to stop until the job was done.

Meanwhile the other agents continue to keep the pressure on the mods and provide Hunt with cover fire.

Meanwhile Stukov was somewhat coming to…” I think I can walk on my own now…really what the fuck just happen..other then my ass being kicked by you vicky?”

Vicky merely replied, letting Stukov down gently, "I got our asses out of that place. Seems HKPD and National Police decided to get uppity and ruin a good bloodsporting match." Wiping her mouth and rubbing her temples, she muttered, "Fuckers."

Lin then asked, "Well, where to now?" in a concerned voice. The violence of the police intervention was somehow a fitting end to the fights inside. Begin with violence, end with it. There was something about transitioning from boxing to shooting that seemed almost philosophical in scope.

"Well, we find somewhere else to go. Lay low until the situation dies. If our friend wants to come, its fine by me; either way, I think we should lay low until the police finish their business." Vicky replied, looking around for any other police.

An explosion from the gym caused her to say, "Yeah. We gotta lay low," before moving on....

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The mods in front of Hunt broke, and ran from the scene with screams better suited to little girls. The sight of this monster rushing them with almost supernatural speed made them suddenly regret ever becoming mobsters, as he slew many of their comrades with ease. Not that many of them got the chance, because HKPD and NP tagged many more that tried to escape, forcing those who gave up to the ground and shooting those who refused to surrender.

Inside the gym itself, the mobsters threw up a desperate defense, using tables, sporting equipment, and even burning precious Xenthalers and paper to try and create smoke to disorient the police. It also had the added bonus of attempting to destroy the evidence.....

Stukov nodded and remarked “ Yea…don’t want to be in the fire of line…I did retire from that stuff for a reason..”

Meanwhile at the gunfire

Crazy Eyes took at his team and took stock. He remarked to Agent Frank Martin “ So smoke screen eh?”

Agent Frank Martin smiled “Time to fight fire with fire.” Then he unbutton his trench coat and he pull out a bunch of Impact Stun Grenades and give them to Agents Hunt, Grace and Toyotomi.

Crazy Eyes then said “ Throw them now!”

With that all the agents threw the grenades at the Mods. They waited for stun grenades to go off, which only took a few seconds. Then Crazy Eyes yell out “CHARGE!” and all the agents rushed the mods with guns a blazing showing no fear. These Black Banner Intel agency fields squads were often known for their death wish mentality…which could be good or bad…depending on how you look at it…

Stukov nodded and remarked “ Yea…don’t want to be in the fire of line…I did retire from that stuff for a reason..”

Meanwhile at the gunfire

Crazy Eyes took at his team and took stock. He remarked to Agent Frank Martin “ So smoke screen eh?”

Agent Frank Martin smiled “Time to fight fire with fire.” Then he unbutton his trench coat and he pull out a bunch of Impact Stun Grenades and give them to Agents Hunt, Grace and Toyotomi.

Crazy Eyes then said “ Throw them now!”

With that all the agents threw the grenades at the Mods. They waited for stun grenades to go off, which only took a few seconds. Then Crazy Eyes yell out “CHARGE!” and all the agents rushed the mods with guns a blazing showing no fear. These Black Banner Intel agency fields squads were often known for their death wish mentality…which could be good or bad…depending on how you look at it…

Vicky then ran, and ran, and eventually hailed a cab and stuffed the group into the back. She then produced a wad of cash and shoved it into the driver's hand and said, "There's the fare, and extra to keep your mouth shut. GO!"

As they sped off into the night, she then asked them, "Anywhere you boys wanna go?"

Lin said, "My place down in Admiralty."

Vicky then asked Stukov, "And you?"

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The Mods were now swamped by a flood of cops from all sides; they had been doing fine before but the stungrenades and the sheer mass of the HKPD and NP forces caused many of them to either surrender or get cut down. The scene resembled one from the movie Blues Brothers, owing to the sheer amount of law enforcement in the room. Only a sense of order and the sheer mass made it more amusing.

The main people in question would like to have gotten out; but they knew it was simply impossible. As such, they raised their hands and shouted, "We SURRENDER!"

Stukov replied” I have no where to go really..actually I do have someone in town..” He gives the address to taxi cab driver. It was Crazy Eyes office….


Meanwhile at the Gym

Crazy Eyes order his team to low their weapons and allow their National Police counterparts to gather up the remaining Mods. Crazy Eyes look over his team members to check who was injury and need medical attention. Lucky for them, this time around everyone only had minor cuts and bruises. However Hunt was being to show signs that his adrenaline boost was wearing off and noticeable breathing a lot more heavily, then normal. He had to get him back to their office in order for Dr.Linda Maxwell to treat him right away and then Crazy Eyes would have a nice long talk with him about his nasty drug addiction..

Crazy Eyes quickly order his team to get to the Van and leave the place right away. He said good bye to his National Police counterparts and drove away. While driving back to the office, Crazy Eyes remarked to Hunt

“Hunt, your one of my best agents and your one of the dumbest fuckers in my team at the same time…what were you thinking when you took that boost of adrenaline after the doctors said it would be life threatening…you could have compromise the whole damn mission!”


Agent Hunt barely manger to control his breathing and said the following” We ghost are service the Imperium like anyone else….but we are ask to do the impossible many times…in order to do so…we burn at both ends..” He then pass out. Toyotomi who was sitting next to him took his pulse and said

“He is still alive..but his pulse is dropping!”

Crazy Eyes was racing back to his office, he already text Dr. Linda Maxwell to be there. It was race against time..

“Damn it, why does this shit always seem to happen…” remarked Frank Martin

Crazy Eyes answered “ Because it won’t be a normal Intel ops for us if it doesn’t happen..that’s the way it goes.”

Stukov replied” I have no where to go really..actually I do have someone in town..” He gives the address to taxi cab driver. It was Crazy Eyes office….

The cab driver shrugged and said, "Sure. The lady goes first, since it is kinda close."

Vicky then said, "Go to the Presidential Mansion. Now."

At that point, the cab driver frustratedly replied, "Fine fine....."

As he drove through the streets of Hong Kong, lit up with a sea of neon which proved able to hide them, Lin sat back and relaxed. Breathing a sigh of relief, he asked Vicky, "So why did you go and fight?"

"Boredom" was her sole reply.

"Boredom? Shit, you're the President's Daughter! Rich as hell, heir to a political dynasty...."

"Meh." Vicky waved it off. She merely replied in a sullen tone, "It's nice, but I'm bored sometimes. All the hunts in Mongolia, all the parties, all the booze and fine gifts and fine education in the world can't make up for a gnawing sense of boredom. Religion helps a little, I suppose. But kicking ass helps a lot more."

Lin frowned and went, "Huh. Seems a little sadistic."

"Sadism? Hardly. I got a conscience, ya know." Vicky played with her hair as she said, "Nah, I just enjoy a good spar. Picked up boxing a while back and never stopped."

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As all this occurred, as the taxi neared the Presidential Mansion, Gordon Lew was also coming home. A late night session with top government leaders left him exhausted and tired, and he just wanted to sleep with no mess, and no bullshit to bother him.

Then, he saw the taxi coming up to his house. And the woman that looked like his daughter. Their eyes met. Then, he muttered, "What the...?"

Meanwhile at Crazy Eyes place

Dr. Linda Maxwell went quickly to work to stabilize Agent Hunts condition. Which took nearly two hours to stabilize his condition, during that time she give him a series of injections to stabilize his body from the overdose. She also removes the bullets and seal up his wounds. She also induces him into a coma for 48 hours period to allow his body to recover.

She came out of the room, and remark to Crazy Eyes

“He is one insane one of a bitch…he could have died with that amount of adrenaline in his time…if he does it again..he won’t be lucky at all…is that understood, herr Kommissar?”

Crazy Eyes nodded and said” Don’t worry herr Medical Kommissar all will taken care of…I’ll find a way to get him to see reason soon..”

Dr.Maxwell nodded and said “Good….now I will tend to your other team members.”

With that Dr.Maxwell went to tend the others.

At the Presidential Mansion

Stukov didn’t say anything, he believe Vicky could handle the situation best.

At the Presidential Mansion

Stukov didn’t say anything, he believe Vicky could handle the situation best.

Vicky got out of the taxi and said, "Hi, dad....you're home early?" The grin on her face was sheepish, and her face became beet red. Gordon looked at the two men in the backseat, and then at his daughter. He then said, shaking his head, "What's with the dates?"

"Dad, they're not dates. They're sparring partners." Vicky retorted quickly.

"Hmm." Walking over to the taxi, he then motioned to Stukov and Lin, and said, "Alright boys. Come out of there." Lin did as he was asked, as denying the President's wishes was generally illadvised. As he did so, Lin then snapped a salute, whereupon Gordon said, "At ease, sonny."

Dismissing the motion with his hand, Gordon said with a sigh, "Look. This ain't the army, and I ain't gonna kill ya. But I am gonna grill you and let you go though, so I can explain to the press why my daughter was seen coming home at 2 in the morning with two strange men." He then eyed them both and asked, "Got it?"

Lin nodded; whereupon he said to them both, "Get inside the house. We'll discuss this over some refreshments." Motioning to Vicky, he said, "We'll talk later. Go to your room, and stay there. I don't want this to get out." Vicky sighed, and then walked in with the party, who was effectively asked to come in. Gordon pulled out a large wad of cash, and slapped it onto the driver of the taxi, saying, "Go back to your routes. I'll take these two wherever they need to go. You need the money anyway." Shrugging, the taxi driver sped off.

Inside the Presidential House, a small sitting room was prepared with some glasses of water and a decidedly stern atmosphere. As the two fighters were sat down in comfortable chairs, Gordon sat down as well, pulling down a sword from the wall and twirling it comically as he said, "Right. One of you can start by telling me why my daughter was with you two tonight. Any takers?"

Stukov maintain his calm and said in fluent Cantonese “Well Mister President…we actually ran into your daughter at the local fight club we’re part of…things got a bit messy and out of control..so and your daughter manger to get us out before we got drag into the mess…its just by sheer chance that we meant your daughter..Mister President.”

Stukov maintain his calm and said in fluent Cantonese “Well Mister President…we actually ran into your daughter at the local fight club we’re part of…things got a bit messy and out of control..so and your daughter manger to get us out before we got drag into the mess…its just by sheer chance that we meant your daughter..Mister President.”

Gordon nodded and said, "Oh really?" He was obviously skeptical, and had faced down legions of bluffers before. Turning to Lin, he said, "What about you, sonny? His story check out?"

Lin said, haltingly, "Um. yeah. We met your daughter at our local fight club, she was sparring, and then like my colleague here says, things got a little nuts. So, Vicky got us out before we could get hurt."

"Vicky?"

"I'm sorry?"

Gordon said, simply frowning, "Well, it's just only close friends call Victoria 'Vicky.' How long has she gone to our fight club?"

"Several weeks now, sir."

"Hmm..." Stroking his chin, Gordon then asked, his expression changing to curiousity, "How well does she fight?"

Lin then said simply, "Well, sir."

Turning to Stukov, Gordon asked, "How well is 'well?'"

Stukov replied” Well Mister President…she manger to beat me in match…within a few minutes..that says a lot…Mister President, your daughter is a great fighter by any standard..you should be proud of that..well..not too proud since she did go behind your back…but that’s besides the point.”

Stukov replied” Well Mister President…she manger to beat me in match…within a few minutes..that says a lot…Mister President, your daughter is a great fighter by any standard..you should be proud of that..well..not too proud since she did go behind your back…but that’s besides the point.”

Gordon nodded and then said, "I'll be right back." Getting up, he disappeared for at least several minutes, before he returned and sat down. Folding his hands and smiling, he said, "Gents, I understand the situation, and your story checks out." He then winked, in a way that indicated that said, "Your secret's safe with me." It was obvious that Vicky hadn't said a thing, but it was likely that Gordon was able to piece something together from their stories. Whether he believed them or not--that would be a mystery. All he said was simply, "And I'm proud my daughter can kick the living shit out of the best of them. In fact, I'm allowing her to enroll in some legit MMA tournaments, if only to let her do this at a reasonable hour."

He then said, "Right. Got anything else? My Range Rover can take you boys home, or wherever."

Stukov smiled “Yea…I need to rest..”Then Stukov wrote down Crazy Eye place address down on paper and give it to the president. He said” Just drop me off here..I have friends that I spend the night with.”

Stukov smiled “Yea…I need to rest..”Then Stukov wrote down Crazy Eye place address down on paper and give it to the president. He said” Just drop me off here..I have friends that I spend the night with.”

Gordon said, "No problemo." Snapping his fingers, a servant came up to him. Gordon then said to the man, "Get these two gentlemen into my Range Rover, and drive them to whereever they wish." As the man nodded and moved to escort them out, Gordon said, "It's been fun, gents. But I need to sleep. Night."

The Range Rover would soon take them home....

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The next day, Vicky was out and about. A talking-to ensured that she was put on the straight and narrow--or so her dad thought. As it turned out, only rumors persisted of her participation in the Kumite, and those were quickly dispelled by the government. But as this occurred, Vicky still had a fearsome reputation. As she wandered into the gym where Lin was boxing, Lin and the others saw her. They immediately stiffened up, and took notice. She was a monster in the ring.

Lin then asked, "Vicky? What are you doing here?"

"Came here to practice. Dad's got me enrolled in some bush league to direct my energies in a safe direction. Naturally, I don't like that Idea." Whispering all this, she then asked, "I got an idea."

Taking Vicky aside, he asked, "Oh?"

She then replied with a casual, "How's your sense of justice?"

"Good, I guess."

Vicky then dropped what she wanted to do. "I want to start a detective agency. And you're my first pick. You're a good fighter, you don't back down....and you got skills. Besides, I'm sure it'll make a lot more money than whatever you're doing now."

Lin then said, "I've people that care where I go at night, you know. Inevitably, she will start asking why I'm coming home late."

"What? It's not like its anything naughty or anything. Its just a business." Looking about, she then slipped him a sticky note with a phone number. "Here's the number for my cell. You think it over, and you call me if you wanna go in. I'm gonna contact Stukov...."

"Stukov? Where is he, anyway?"

Vicky smiled and said, "Simple. He said out loud, 'Crazy Eyes' Office.' I'm going there."

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As this occurred, Crazy Eye's Office was approached on the phone by a flustered, scared man.

"Hello? Someone, help? I need to speak to...um, Mr. Crazy Eyes?"

Agent Asuna Toyotomi was manning the front desk and she smiled and said “Sure, I’ll get him for you.”

She disappeared and Crazy Eyes appear with Agents Frank Martin and good old Stukov flanking him

Crazy Eyes smiled and said “Hello, what can I do for you?”

Agent Asuna Toyotomi was manning the front desk and she smiled and said “Sure, I’ll get him for you.”

She disappeared and Crazy Eyes appear with Agents Frank Martin and good old Stukov flanking him

Crazy Eyes smiled and said “Hello, what can I do for you?”

A trembling voice replied, "Th-this is the Mayor of Hong Kong. My daughter's been kidnapped. I dunno how or why or where, but it's damn important--and I don't want to deal with HKPD bureaucrats, especially as it involves gangsters looking for ransom."

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Meanwhile, Vicky knocked at the door of Crazy Eyes's office, and upon being greeted, she asked, "Is Stukov there? I wanna talk to him."

Crazy Eyes nodded and said” We will gladly help you sir…who exactly…kidnapped your daughter…if you do know that, it will help us greatly.”

While this was happening..Agent Grace appear and told Stukov someone was here to see him. He quickly exited the room and went to the other room to see who it was. He smiled and said

“Ah, Vicky…what brings you here?”

Crazy Eyes nodded and said” We will gladly help you sir…who exactly…kidnapped your daughter…if you do know that, it will help us greatly.”

While this was happening..Agent Grace appear and told Stukov someone was here to see him. He quickly exited the room and went to the other room to see who it was. He smiled and said

“Ah, Vicky…what brings you here?”

"They identified themselves as the Vanguard, some sort of anarchist group. Problem is, nobody in HKPD or NP has heard of them before!"
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Vicky bowed in the Xenizen way, and smiled. She then said simply, "Follow me." Leading Stukov to a secluded corner, she then whispered, "Stukov, I've a proposition for you that you might enjoy." Smiling, she showed him a business card she made up, marked "Action Security Services, Inc."

"How would you like to work with me? You and I both know that we've got marital arts skills. We've got nothing else really to do. I've got money, you've got military training. What's to lose?"

Now this got Crazy Eyes interested, but all he said was “I see…this very interesting…we’re gladly help you out and get your daughter back to you as soon as we can.”


Meanwhile..

Stukov thought for a moment and said “ Meh at least its something to kill time with…beats hanging out with Crazy Eyes and watching how many pcp pills he can take in one day..”

Now this got Crazy Eyes interested, but all he said was “I see…this very interesting…we’re gladly help you out and get your daughter back to you as soon as we can.”


Meanwhile..

Stukov thought for a moment and said “ Meh at least its something to kill time with…beats hanging out with Crazy Eyes and watching how many pcp pills he can take in one day..”

The Mayor replied, "Thank you, thank you!" and hung up.

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Vicky gave a big, toothy grin, and then extended her hand out to do a high five, saying, "Alright, alright. I like your style." She then gave Stukov the business card in earnest, saying, "The address is on there. Go there as soon as possible. I've invited our other friend from the tournament as well. He might be of some use--if he agrees." She then smiled and extended her hand to shake, sealing the deal.

Crazy Eyes then turn to his team and said “Let’s start this mission by doing some homework on this so call Vangaurd.”

Everyone nodded and went to work..However Agent Hunt was not wasn’t there..he was still in recovery at his apartment.

Meanwhile

Stukov smiled and shaked Vicky hand.

Shortly later Stukov showed up at the address waited for everyone else to show up..