Hawk stood his ground, ignoring the tingling sensation in Murg's shoulder where Thor's power had just been. The mention of a dead man had clearly rattled the Black Centipede member.
"How do you know him?" Hawk demanded, cutting straight to the point.
Thor looked away, his usual coldness momentarily replaced by something distant, almost sad. "He just died a year ago. I was here, so… I saw it."
Murg, now fully conscious and rubbing his arm, understood the shift in mood. Thor finally dropped his hand from Murg, letting him move freely. Thor then pointed firmly toward the exit of the cluttered room. "This storeroom is only used by Black Centipede. You have to go."
Before Hawk could argue about trespassing, the doorway filled with another person. It was a young guy, looking completely unremarkable except for the huge headphones covering his ears. Murg immediately stiffened, recognizing the newcomer.
"Hawk, stop talking," Murg whispered urgently. "That's HighQ. He's the Vice President, the real boss behind Thor."
HighQ ignored both Hawk and the recovering Murg. He walked straight up to Thor, a wide, knowing smile spreading across his face. He spoke loudly, his voice booming in the small space, clearly meant for everyone to hear. "Heyy, brother! Wacha doin'? Did someone come here?"
Thor didn't bother explaining the situation to the intruder. He simply looked at Hawk and Murg one last time and told them to leave.
***
The scene shifted entirely to a different, more opulent room where the Mosquito Group leadership was gathered. Golgo was standing there, clearly injured from his earlier fight, being harshly insulted by the No. 2 of the group—a man whose name was never important enough to be spoken aloud.
"You let a mere kid humiliate you!" the No. 2 hissed, spitting out the words.
Suddenly, **Max Somsun**, the leader of the Mosquito Group, stood up. He was the one everyone feared, and his presence instantly quieted the room. He looked at Golgo, not with disappointment, but with a chilling sense of purpose.
"Go," Max commanded Golgo, his voice low and intense. "Burn that bastard who embarrassed you in front of all your people." Max leaned in, his eyes burning with shared hatred. "The only thing that ever exists for us is revenge! Revenge from Vager! Revenge from me! And now, revenge from Stroke!" Max finished with a terrifying finality. "Go, Golgo, go and break that bastard's every possible bone." The order was clear: the time for strategy was over; it was time for brutal, personal vengeance.