Bad Heroes

By Bruce E. L.

A Billionaire, An Assassin, Betrayals, Freedom and Gun Shots. A story of Bryan Li, an assassin who kills for the good. What will happen when he ended up captured by a secret organization that wants his skill in exchange for his freedom if he succeeded.

Together with his team, which included; a pervert hacker, emotionally unstable fellow female assassin and ex-navy SEAL; Will they be able to save the world? 

The answer is in this book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nuttkadha
• Release date: Apr 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386318156

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Bad Heroes

Written By:

Bruce E. L.

Chapter 1

You like that?! Huh? You like it don’t you?! You little bitch! a women in heavy make-up and revealing latex costume yelled.

Yes! Yes, I do! Please punish me more! said the middle age Russian man who’s being tied up on bed with red ropes, lying naked with a blindfold on.

Oh yeah?, said the Dominatrix. Well how bout’ this!

She then start pouring hot wax from one of the candles in the room, and start pouring it on his body.

Ah, ah, the man moans in both pain and pleasure.

Our boss sure is a freak!, one of the guard said to his friend as they play poker on the poker table downstairs from their boss’s bedroom.

All of them laughed altogether.

Right? But we can’t let him know that we know this though. Said another guard on the table.

In a large penthouse, late in the night was a Russian billionaire who has it all. The money, the power, and the girls. And this is one of those nights where he enjoys it all, where he get to spent his time with his favorite service and doesn’t have to worry about anything as there is all the guards are outside his bedroom, keeping him safe. And as the matter of the fact, the whole penthouse is filled with well-dressed Russians guards with guns in their holster and a tough look on their face. All of them are prepared for all kind of situation that may or may not happen.

They all behave as a quality bodyguard and security guard should be, except for one middle aged security guard in particular, outside the penthouse door, is getting in his beauty sleep, in front of an elevator holding a bottle of liquor on the soft brown sofa.

Everything seems to be perfectly fine for the guard. And as a matter of the fact, today is probably one of the most relaxing days they ever had since they start working for the notorious billionaire who sell arms and drugs, Sergei Ivanov.

Unlike the other days where they either have to kill someone, or have to escort Sergei’s client to safety, all they had to do is just walking or standing around and checking the perimeter around the place.

However, all of that is about to change in one night.

"Ding!!, the elevator sounded.

The drunk and sleepy guard then woke up from his slumber, feeling irritated.

Gosh! Who would come at this hour of the night?, the guard thought to himself.

The elevator door slowly slides open, then followed by a mysterious fellow whom the guard had thought he had never seen him anywhere before.

The guard stood up, stretches a little, and approaches the man.

Who are you? he asked in a thick Russian accent, annoyed. What do you w...!

And just before the guard get to finish his sentence, the mysterious man quickly pull out his gun, and pointed in right at the guard’s face.

The guards froze, completely sober, and gulped nervously.

He then slowly raise both of his hands up in the air.

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Meanwhile, at the guard break-room. The people that are relieved from their shift is relaxing.

Oh, come on! How did you miss that! one of the guard on the couch yelled at the TV screen, broadcasting his favorite sport.

Another guard at the bar laughs, obviously mocking the guy.

HA! HA! HA! I told you, your team suck! says the other guards.

Sh! the guard at the poker table hiss. Be quiet! I’m focusing here. Are you sure you didn’t cheat Dimitri?

Of course not! I’m just a lucky guy that’s all, the other guard sitting across him replied.

While most of them are just spending their time through the night, a sudden, unexpected sound came from the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Who’s there?! the guard at the bar yelled to the door.

It’s me, Nicky! said a voice behind the door.

Nicky? What the hell are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the door today?

I know! I need to use to toilet!

Toilet? Isn’t there a toilet outside?

Yeah, but it’s completely clogged!

What?! Gosh! Haven’t the plumber came today?, said the guard at the bar, feeling mildly irritated.

Yes, they did, but I clogged it again!

Pfft! Fine! Victor! the guard at the bar called the big beard man at the poker table. Go open the door.

Victor rolls his eyes. Alright! Don’t you guys cheat!, said Victor, taking his cards with him, to the penthouse entrance door, making sure none of his friend would cheat on him.

He unlocked the door, and swing the door open.

Come in Nick-

I’m sorry Vic, said Nicky, sweat start pouring down his face.

Sorry? What for?, ask Victor, completely confused.

For this.

By the time Nicky finishes his sentence, a mysterious man appear from behind him, and knock him out with the butt of his gun.

Hi!, said the man, beaming brightly at Victor. Is this Mr. Sergei Ivanov’s residence?

Victor froze, his brain is still processing the whole situation.

It’s okay, I know I’m at the right place anyway, he said brightly.

He then point his gun and Victor, and fired the gun, right at his forehead.

Victor then collapse on the floor, lying lifelessly on the ground.

What the fu- , said the guards at the bar.

Hello everyone! Great day isn’t it? The mysterious man greeted brightly.

All the guards turns to look at him, confuse.

What are you guys doing? Kill him!! the guard at the bar roared.

The guard startled, getting back their conscious. They hastily pull their guns up, and start firing their weapons at the mysterious man with everything they’ve got.

However, the mysterious man was faster, he quickly jumps to the nearest cover, the kitchen’s counter, evading all the bullets that are being fired at him.

Okay, I guess that’s means no more chit-chatting then. The mysterious man said to himself.

He quickly get himself to crouch down behind the kitchen counter, and start going through his pocket, pulling out a sphere-shaped metallic ball with a pin on top of it.

All the guards continues to fire at him, breaking every single item on the kitchen’s counter.

The mysterious man calmly close his eyes, and start observing his surroundings using his ears, listening to their movements.

Eleven guards in total. Four at the poker table, four at the living room zone in front of the television and standing right in front of the penthouse’s view mirrors, one of them at the bar, and of them standing in front of the staircase, The mysterious man murmured to himself. Okay, here I go!.

And just simple as that, he then pull of the pin from the metallic ball, and rolled the ball over, right under the sofas at the living room zone, where for of the guards are that.

Right after that, he quickly slides himself over to the poker table, and shot four of the guards right between their foreheads, killing them instantly, and quickly flipped the table over to use them as a cover for himself.

By that time, the metallic ball had reached its destination, and softly tapped one of the guards behind the sofa on his feet.

The guard nonchalantly glares down to his feet, seeing what is it at his feet. And almost immediately, his face changed color, his eyes widen up.

Shit! Grenade! the guard yelled to his colleagues. Run-

Boom!, the grenade exploded right before he go to finish his sentence, sending both him and four others guards towards the mirror behind them, breaking the mirror, and plummets to the ground below.

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Oh my god! What is that?, the Dominatrix exclaimed.

Sergei laughs.

Worry nor my dear. It’s probably just the boys fooling around. Don’t get distracted now, and do what you are here to do, said Sergei.

Oh, okay, said the Dominatrix.

And as if nothing had happen, the Dominatrix slaps Sergei right across his face.

WHO SAID YOU CAN TALK BACK! HUH?, she yelled right at his face.

Oh yes! Sergei groans and moans. Punish me more milady!.

On the other side of the room, on the first floor of the penthouse. The mysterious man continues his massacre, shooting back at the two guards who hid behind the bar counter.

But then suddenly, one of the snuck up behind him, and pin him one the ground.

DIE!, the guards shouted, pointing his gun right at the mysterious man face.

Then...

BAM!, a sound of a gun being fired.

Then there was nothing else but the sound of the silence in the air.

The two guards behind the counter exchanged looks with each, not sure what exactly had happened.

They both quickly rush out of their cover, and found the mysterious man lying lifelessly on the ground, with red stains all over his shirt.

Is he dead?, one of the guard ask.

I think so-

Bam! Bam!, a sound of the gun shots was fired, sending both guards to collapse to the floor, and lies on their sides as blood start to flow out from the gunshot wound on their foreheads.

The mysterious man, who faked his own death, shots both of the guards while at the same time, hides the body of another guard that attacked him behind the poker table.

He quickly reloaded his gun, and put the broken wine bottle on the bar’s counter.

He quickly turns to look around him, but finds nothing else but all the wreckage inside the place, and all the bodies of the guards he just had killed.

Phew!, he sighed in relief. Finally!

The mysterious man then quickly went and grabbed one of the water bottle on the bar’s counter, and downed the whole bottle with a single draught. It was obvious that he was extremely thirsty.

After finishing the whole bottle, he carelessly threw the empty bottle to the ground. He then slowly walks up the steps to the room of Sergei’s

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YES! YES! DO ME HARDER!, the billionaire shouted, continue to enjoy his time in his bedroom.

The Dominatrix/escort continues to do her job, and pleasures her top client.

Neither of them knows what had happen, until a soft click on the doorknob. The mysterious man then steps inside the bedroom, and witness the whole thing.

Being caught by surprise, his eyes widen wildly. It was not that he didn’t know what type of person Sergei is, having to study his target for more than four months, but it’s more of that he haven’t expect to see this kind of performance up close.

And just right then, the Dominatrix looked up from her client to the front door, and almost dropped her jaw.

Knowing that she is about to scream, he quickly rush to her, and close her mouth with his hand.

Shh!, said the mysterious man. Don’t. You. Dare. Scream.

The Dominatrix stares at his face with her eyes open wide. And not knowing how to react, all she could do was to stood their frozen.

I won’t hurt you okay? I promise, but I need you to trust me, the mysterious man whispered to her.

Still being shocked, the Dominatrix didn’t know what else to do. She then nods to him slowly.

Great! Now, I’m going to remove my hand okay? But you have to promise me you’ll NOT scream, okay?

She nods.

And just like that, the mysterious man then slowly remove his hand from her mouth while trying to be as cautious as possible.

Once he completely removed his hand, the Dominatrix still remain silent, proving to him that she is keeping the end of her bargain.

Sergei, who senses that things have been suspiciously quiet, start calling out to his companion of the night.

Maple! What’s going on? Why are you so quiet all of the sudden? Said Sergei.

Both of the mysterious man and the Dominatrix startled. The mysterious man then quickly grabs her whip which she had dropped on the floor, and hastily handed it to her.

And knowing exactly what she had to do, The Dominatrix quickly whips on the billionaire’s body.

Ah!, Sergei moans.

Who said you can’t talk! Huh?! Be quiet and stay STILL!, the Dominatrix roared.

Ah..., Sergei moans softly. I’m sorry my queen! I was just wondering where were you at, that’s all.

Well now you know! So, keep your mouth shut! And if you behave well enough, I might just give you a reward...

Oh okay, okay! I’ll behave myself!, Sergei said excitingly. He then lies still on the bed, and keep his mouth shut, just letting the loud erotic yoga soundtrack to occupies the quietness.

Phew, thank you, said the mysterious man.

The Dominatrix nodded.

Okay, now, I know this might seems all random and everything, but... I would like you leave this place, now. Said the mysterious man, whispering to her.

What? No! she hissed. I don’t know who you are, but I can’t just leave without getting paid! I have tuitions to pay for!

Okay, okay, then how bout’ I pay YOU instead?

Um... I’m afraid you’re going to have to get in line, sir. There are no exceptions when it comes to my work.

No, no, no, no!, the mysterious man said alarmingly. That’s not what I meant, I mean, I will pay you whatever it is he’s paying you, in exchange of YOU leaving here NOW

The Dominatrix then stares at him, right in his eyes, trying to study him.

Alright, then that would be 6000$.

What?! No way, that’s too expensive!, the mysterious man exclaimed.

Take it, or leave it, said the Dominatrix abruptly.

Alright, alright. Give me your account no. and I’ll wired it to you.

No! pay now, or just leave it.

"Oh! Come on! You have to trust me, okay? Besides, I’m doing this for your own good.

The Dominatrix squinted her eyes, not wanting to buy in to his words.

Okay, but you PROMISE, okay?

Okay.

Deal!.

And before the mysterious man got the chance to say anything else, the Dominatrix has already dressed up and ready to leave.

Okay, I guess this is it!

And right before she leave the room, the mysterious man then grabs her by her arm.

What now?, she ask annoyingly.

Um... just so you know, there’s dead bodies outside those door, so please, don’t panic okay?

And once again, she was startled by him.

Um... Okay, I guess, she replied. Bye now

The mysterious man then lets her go, and give her an awkward smile.

And just like that, she lefts the room.

The mysterious man then continues with his job. He then grabbed one of the wooden bat that have the similar shape to a cricket bat, and swing it right on the Billionaire’s stomach.

OOF!, Sergei yells in pain. Bitch! What the fuck was that?! Did you just try to kill me?

The mysterious man then drops the bat, and pull open the blindfold on Sergei’s eyes.

What th-

Just before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly froze up mid-sentence, not knowing what exactly is going on?

W-w-who are you? Where’s Anna?, Sergei asked alarmingly as he starts to look around the whole room. Anna! Anna?!

There was no answer.

He turns to look at the mysterious man, fear start creeping throughout his body.

Guards! Guards!, he yelled out.

Still no answer.

GUARDS!!!

By that time, he knew there wasn’t going to be any help coming his way.

Who are you?! What do you want?, Sergei asked alarmingly.

Well, said the mysterious, sitting casually on the bed. It’s depends really since I’ve been called by many names, from fancy code names like ‘The mist’, ‘Night Ninja, and all those stuff. But mostly, I am known as The Janitor.

Sergei looked at the mysterious man, disbelieved.

Wait... ‘the janitor?’.

Um... Yeah, that’s my code name alright, and I don’t care if you think the codes name is lame or whatsoever.

So, it’s true.... You ARE him.

You know what, just call me Bryan, that’s my real name anyway.

Sergei began to tremble even more than before.

Wh-What do you want from me?, Sergei began to whimper.

Honestly, nothing. I’m just basically here to do what I’m hired to do. And judging from your reaction, you already know ‘what I want’ yes?, Bryan said casually.

Okay! Okay, Said Sergei. Just hear me for a second.

Hear you out about what?

Well, how bout’ we make a deal, eh? What if I double the pay you’ve getting from your employer and in return, you go kill those piece of shit for me, eh? Sounds good right, said Sergei, trying to persuade Bryan.

Bryan stood there, hands on his chin, considering the deal.

"Nah! I’m good. As much as love all the money in the world, I also have my reputation to