Hey You, I Love You !
A game

When the sound of the chickens started crowing, suddenly in unison, the opposing group retreated in an orderly direction. Then some cars with open tubs came and those who were still running climbed on it. Until all the cars are fully charged and leave no colleagues behind. There were about four cars with people sitting and standing while continuing to fight back against the shots that Ben's group gave him.

Ben himself as the chairman led all his men to pursue the group. Ben and his team are still raining on those guys with long shots. Unfortunately, the cars kept moving and they were losing fast on this. Strangely, however, their opponent's movements were now more like a defense, they no longer fired at Ben's group aggressively. Just a fight to fend off the gunfire from Ben and his flock.

Then suddenly Ben braked his strong run in the middle of the dawn breeze that collaged with the sea breeze, making his long coat flutter. Ben confirmed the location of his hat that began to waver tempted by gusts of wind. His hand beckoned all of his comrades behind to stop.

Right now they were on the edge of a deserted port. The cars that initially drove by lined up together, then disbanded the formation and accelerated even faster. It then leaves behind a mysterious container whose color and logo are similar to their exchanged containers back then.

The sound of the footsteps of all those who stopped greeted with the sound of the pounding of sea water to the edge of the sturdy walls of the port. They were all compact with their confused faces. They have the same questions about each other.

"What's up, sir? Why do we stop?", one of his men asked representing the other.

Ben was silent without a word. The one who answered was an empty wind passing between them. Because Ben himself is just as confused. He does not know the exact situation at the moment. The man in the cowboy hat was waiting for Relly to provide information.

"They're all moving out of the harbor area, sir! It seemed like there was no intention of them coming back!", whom he had just mentioned his name in his heart also gave his report. Ben again touched his ear with a small object connecting him and his assistant.

"Are you sure?", he asked flatly as he watched the large container twenty meters away from his eyes.

"Yes, Sir! I've also double-checked the entire area, there's nothing they've left behind besides the bodies of their dead comrades! There was nothing suspicious in this area anymore, Mister!", Relly gave a full report while looking at the dozens of medium-sized monitors before him. From there he could see a view of the entire harbor area. There was one of his men whom he assigned to help.

"Well, I understand!", said Ben as he continued to look at the container. That means they can confirm the contents.

Now he questions his brain's performance to analyze all these situations. He paid no attention to the rumors of his men asking each other questions and speculating in the back. He also ignored all the questions that some people were asking him. The man in the cowboy hat was too busy to think at the moment.

The man's eyes were always cold and flat, but now it looked ice-cold at the south pole. Even the usual indifferent face today looks grim like a masterless abstract painting. His power as a demon king was being played by someone. Just this time, it was only the first time he had been confused like this. In fact they could not find any info regarding the true identities of those people. Who is the person behind this game?! Yes, this is a game that is meant for him. Even magical swords seemed to come out of his narrowed and sharpened eyes. It was possible that if there was someone who was in front of him at this moment could instantly split his body into two parts.

"Check that container!", he said out in a cold voice.

"Well, sir!", about five people came forward to open the block-shaped object. A giant beam whose door is padlocked up to three layers.

The container door was forcefully opened with multiple shots. True indeed if physically large blocks are similar to their own. And if it is, it means that the herd has replaced the lock they used to use. Because that big padlock doesn't look like they belong.

"This is indeed our exchanged item, Master!", one of the five exclaimed to Ben who was still on guard in his place. He still thought that this was a possibility that was another trap.

The man in the cowboy hat raised his eyelids even higher. But his face that was flat and indifferent, still he made it as before. Actually he was as surprised as all his men. Same with Relly. I swear by anything, just this time I asked the same question over and over again! Who are they and what is their purpose for doing this?! It was obvious that he and his group were currently being played! Ben growled furiously until he squeezed the gun in his hand.

"Relly! Check the transactions with the clients who ordered these weapons?", it's possible that they can find certain evidence from there. Ben thinks like that in his head.

"Check more carefully whether the items are real or not?!", then he gave his word again to all of them.

"All this is genuine, sir!", reports one in a loud voice.

"There's no problem with the transaction, sir! They had just told me that they had received something from us", and then Relly reported from the earphones.

"Are there any complaints they're making?", asked Ben calmly. Even so his heart was pounding more and more waiting for the answer from his assistant. It could have been if the exchanged toy guns were delivered to their clients. If so, then this really is a game.

"There are no complaints. They expressed satisfaction with the item we sent!", Relly's voice sounded a little grateful.

And Ben thinks it's also a game. He had been completely played this time. But he could not find the mode behind this game. His sweat dripped along with his tiredness that felt futile. That means someone willingly donates their weapons to them without wanting a reply.

But this method is too eccentric to cause some victims. This long war would have eliminated his partner and also from the team there. Nah! Then this is not a generous act, Ben has been thinking too much positive. Precisely this person is too cruel to spill a lot of blood just for the game alone. And more and more Ben became vigilant when thinking about who the people behind this all.

***

In a very luxurious hotel room. The nuance is deliberately made dim by its inhabitants. There was no visible physical form, only a slender hand holding a glass stalk of tempting red wine.

That slender, smooth hand was clearly the hand of a woman. He sat on a single sofa facing a glass window that showed the splendor of a city. A foreign city that is not in the same country as Ben is currently located.

"How?", his voice even sounded melodious as he asked.

"It's over, lady! Is there anything else to do?", another young woman appeared behind the oversized chair she occupied. From the way he spoke it sounded like he was a subordinate of a woman with red wine in her hand.

"Enough! For the time being I am satisfied!", he replied as he made the red wine dance inside his glass.

"You may go!", he ordered later. The woman behind him immediately withdrew without saying any more.

Now a cheerful symphony is heard from the mouth of the woman who did not move a little from the sofa. His long legs twitched in rhythm with the melody in his mouth. The smooth white feet were clad in fiery red heels, just like the color of the wine in his hand.

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