Speaker
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Dialogue
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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Okay, one at a time, one at a time~
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The child’s hands and feet were too quick for the eyes to follow.
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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Ah~ You there, slacker~ I’ll carve out your skull if you keep half-assing your swing~
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 Tingtang Gang Disciplined Lackey
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Yessir! Sorry, sir!
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The child makes sure to check on his subordinates even as his hands are occupied.
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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Alright, alright. So, what are you here for again?
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The child questioned the trespassers on his turf. His hands didn’t neglect to cut down approaching foes as he spoke.
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 ??? Wincing Intruder
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Urgh… The—The car pagoda…
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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The pagodas? What about them?
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 ??? Wincing Intruder
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The rumors… about J Corp…
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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…Umm~ Anyone know what this guy’s talking about?
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The child apathetically asked his men for an explanation. One of them was quick to fill him in.
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 Tingtang Gang Disciplined Lackey
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I-I’d guess it’s about… the, err, wheel of fortune thing, boss.
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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The wheel of fortune…? Like, the one in those tarot cards?
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The child turned to the invaders, his biggest question still unanswered.
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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Why would you look for it in our turf?
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 ??? Wincing Intruder
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…The wheels.
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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Eh?
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 ??? Wincing Intruder
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…Cars… have… lots of them…
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The child’s eyes narrowed, and soon crumpled into an annoyed frown.
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Then…
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 Tingtang Gangleader Hong Lu
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That’s rather anticlimactic… How about you all just die?
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He declared with an icy voice while gripping his dagger.
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