Force of Execution Page #5

We 6-0.

He gonna get this work, baby.

- Aw, look who's comin' to the party!

- Roman!

Set the charge.

Charge is set.

- Rendezvous at 40, Mike Mike.

- Roger that.

I'm out.

Come on.

Let her go!

Karen?

Walk away now.

Or else what, motherf***er?

There's six of us!

You can have this kitchen b*tch.

Come get her.

Suit yourself.

- Hurst, you got to get her!

- You okay?

- I got you, n*gger.

- Move, move!

Should have finished me

last time we met, n*gger.

Now you're mine!

Yeah, I been waiting on this.

Come on! Yeah.

Come on!

Gut him like a pig.

Oh, you're out of bullets, huh?

Mr. Alexander.

Now we gonna see what the f***

you really made of.

Ahh!

Ah!

Come here, baby.

Come on.

You about to die now, b*tch!

Ah!

I gotta go find Karen.

All right, listen,

everybody dead but Ice.

I'm gonna go find him.

You find her.

How the hell do I get out of here?

Don't even think about it, son.

How do I get out of here?

How do I get out of here?

I said how the hell

do I get out of here?

You die.

Ah!

Alexander?

You really retiring?

Yeah.

I think the streets

are clean for a while.

See, I'm a dinosaur.

Ain't nobody like me around

no more, so...

I learned how to do bad things

to bad people,

used all that to make a lot of money.

But this is a bad life,

and I regret much of what I've done.

But not all of it.

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