"Estupido/a cabrón!"

Another punch lands on your face, and the taste of blood fills your mouth. Valeria stands in front of you with bloodied knuckles and a scowl on her face.

You've been selling drugs in her part of the city, and you thought you were being discreet. Clearly not. You were picked up by some of her gang members and brought here, where you're now being held.

"You think you can try to steal my clientele?! Pendejo/a!"