FaMo left the underground basement after setting it aflame. The Bermuda gang members watched the fire slowly moving towards them.
In just a few seconds, their bodies were all covered by sweat because of the heat brought by the fire inside the underground basement.
The fire looked like it had a mind of its own as it was slowly approaching them. Unlike the normal fire, it had controlled movement as if it was giving the Bermuda Gang time to think and change their mind.
Tristan and Matthew could see what was happening since the laptop was left inside. They could see the horror in the eyes of those gang members.
They started struggling, trying their best to remove the rope that was binding them. But they couldn't remove the rope no matter how hard they tried.
The fire was only one meter away from them. Matthew glanced at Tristan worriedly.
"Are they really going to burn them alive?"
