Rendel Page #3

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- I'll be back in a few minutes.

-OK.

"She moved like a shadow,

and like a whispering wind

brought with it a spark of hope.

And so the dark forces of the

village finally got an adversary. "

The city thanks, once again.

Buzz off.

Let's get our first hero of

the evening on the stage:

Spank.

And he sings a real classic

of PMMP, "Rusketusraidat".

Come on, good luck.

And have fun.

What?

Radek.

What?

Radek.

Reikki.

Everything under control?

Why, surely.

That's what they should be.

Jarno Erola.

So, we have a...

-"Problem".

-Keep your mouth shut.

We have a problem.

A masked man.

He kills my people.

He calls himself Rendel.

He escapes into the shadows every time.

And he just dances the cartridges.

We can not find him.

I like to dance.

Time for you to do

something for your money.

That went well.

Yes.

Yes... I have them fully under control.

Say, hang in your

car plush cubes?

There's nothing dangling about me.

-Are the shoeboxes?

Oh, shut up.

They deserved it.

It is a trap.

Get in.

Into the car.

-Come on.

-Okay I got it.

Do not be stupid.

The f***ing radio is out.

'll fix it.

Do I look like someone

repairing radios?

Surprise me.

You know, behind every big man

there is a woman who wants to strangle him.

I have a weakness for leather.

Black leather is totally out.

Crap.

Hey, you crappy mask freak!

Now I'll cut you a

second a**hole.

Hey! Do not turn my back on me!

Crap.

Come on, make him cold.

Get out of your hiding place, Maskenmann.

That was fun.

But what is coming now...

will hurt.

Yes!

Stacy...

You damn little b*tch.

No sh*t.

You're just a stroke on my arm.

You go that way.

Here is someone else!

Useless Russian.

One is still missing.

The damn cocksucker has

stolen my favorite belt.

I saw...

It hangs around Stacy's neck.

-Over there.

-Yes Perfect.

Hello.

What do you want here?

Is that why you are here?

Rm, Rm...

No! No! No!

Let her go!

Was something in your

employment contract unclear?

No, not at all. Please do not.

She's just a kid, let her go.

And what about her?

You will surely feel that too.

Mummy!

Anette!

Shut up!

No!

This is your fault.

You're pathetic.

How could you believe

you could do it?

A mask man?

Your excuses do not interest me.

You have broken your promise.

It was a very complicated...

Do you understand me?

Excuse me, my son is just coming in.

You and your son can do me.

He lets you greet.

This time the thing

really backfired.

I have heard that.

You know...

I too have done many

bad things in my life.

But it had to be done

if you wanted to stay alive.

Such experiences change one,

they make you into

another person.

But you...

You're a brash, mindless

and useless piece of sh*t

without the slightest hint

of honor or morality.

The only respectful thing in

your life is the name Erola,

my name!

To witness you

was the biggest mistake of my life.

Your mother would certainly agree with me.

That is, if she had

not died at birth.

Damned piece of sh*t.

My dear Pekka.

I always liked to work with you.

I also experienced a lot of sh*t.

But this one shoots the bird.

You really are a lousy a**hole.

God dammit.

Watch how you get along.

Apparently good.

Daddy's little girl.

Do not lean on my car.

Get rid of my car immediately!

Now relax.

What's wrong with you?

Go on, get in.

Can I have the radio, please?

Turn it on.

Rotikka here.

You are now moving all your asses

to the factory, right now!

I could not get anything

out of Finland.

My contacts end here.

But even so I found a

lot, explosive stuff.

I will give that to the right people.

In the bag are two million.

As a thank you.

Well, well, almost two.

I will leave this city

as soon as possible.

Oh, what, this country.

I open a nice little

brothel somewhere.

Or a dog kennel. Yes.

Stay away from the factory.

I listen to the radio traffic from VALA.

Looks like Rotikka has

gathered all his people there.

They are just waiting for

you to show up there.

What is the bastard waiting for?

Do you know what "Rendel" means?

I mean the word.

No.

That is what an order

is called in Hungarian.

So you mean...

like when a farmer orders his field?

No, the other kind order.

So if you get what

you requested.

Take it out, Sherlock.

Hey, look what I found.

Look who we got there?

You are this reporter.

Stupid b*tch.

Do not you know that the

free press is already dead?

Come here.

Listen to me.

I have this pain.

And whatever I do, they

are getting worse.

Bind it to the forklift.

Jarno.

Your father only uses you.

No, that's the only thing

he would never do.

Tie the little b*tch tight.

We both take a little spin now.

Crap!

Why can not anything work here?

What are you staring at?

Does a reporter need eyes?

Do you still need yours?

What is it, damn it?

Hall 6 does not answer.

-What?

Hall 6 does not answer.

You're all in hall 6 now!

Hurry up! Come on!

Move!

Please come, make a message.

Get in touch.

You should report, you...

What a crap.

Do you have any news for me?

He is here.

-Kill him.

-Well finally.

Round two.

You must be aware

that this is a trap.

I found my belt.

He hung around Stacy's neck.

Is that your little one?

Eye to eye.

I want the ax back.

You just let me down.

Without a goodbye kiss.

But I like to bring things to an end.

I'll beat your damn skull!

Well then, come here!

Son of a b*tch!

Damn, now make him cold!

Take him over!

Come on, kill him!

You think you're a

superhero, right?

Damn it.

You're pathetic.

How could you believe

you could do it?

Kick his head off!

Take him over!

So we do not get the files back?

I'm afraid not.

You know what that means.

My son will run the

business from now on.

VALA will achieve great things in Finland.

Our work will improve the world.

Yes.

I hope your son is more capable than you.

A shame that it had

to come this far.

Yes.

Stay.

That's how I am.

There is a border between

good and evil in the world.

I will not stop or give

up because I am...

For real? With NH25 syringes?

Interesting.

So the son of Mr.

Erola is also dead.

Well, I did not expect anything else.

We start with phase two.

And I will take care

of this Rendel,

personally.

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