“Nah, you said one on three. Where the fuck he come from?” Red shouted, glaring at Sir, who only laughed. “My boys roll together. The fuck you thought? Finish these niggas!” Sir ordered, smirking at his twins. Those were his boys. He taught them everything they knew, from military tactics to street fighting, the twins knew it all. Even if Dai was scared, Sir knew he was going to go in with his head held high. Nite and Dai shared a look and did what they were told. By the time the fight was over, the boys were a bloody mess, and Sir couldn’t have been prouder. Red had to beg Sir to help him.
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