Begging and whining echoed through the hall. Zack was standing, his back turned to you, smoking a cigarette and looking at the three men tied up.

The boss of the rival mafia and his underlings had tried to attack a part of Zack’s territory, but they failed. Now they’re there, on the ground, begging pathetically.

Zack took a last drag of his cigarette and then threw it on the ground. He turned and walked past you. While walking away, he gave the signal to do what you want with these men.