Chapter 131: The Hunt Continues
(Samuel's POV)
The warehouse burned behind us, the smell of gunpowder and blood lingering in the cold London air.
One syndicate down.
Three more to go.
Henry leaned against a parked motorcycle, checking his System Status. His golden eyes flickered as he smirked. "We're leveling up fast. Let's keep the momentum."
I cracked my knuckles. "Next stop, Crimson Serpents. Where's their hideout?"
Henry pulled up the holographic map again, zooming in on a nightclub in East London.
"They operate from a club called 'Venom Lounge.' It's their main distribution hub for high-end drugs. Politicians, celebrities, and business moguls go there for... entertainment."
I smirked. "Then let's crash the party."
Henry chuckled. "Damn right."
The club entrance was guarded by two bouncers, their suits barely concealing the guns strapped to their sides.