Episode 1

He only had ten seconds before they would catch him...

Tristan ran faster,,his heart pounding as he ran past corridors,hallways and kids.

9 seconds left...

Dammit.Why did they have to look for him at a primary school?

8 seconds...

So many teachers outside.If they saw him...he'd have to kill them...

6 seconds...

Tristan bit his tongue and ran the hell faster.

4 seconds...

Tristan stabbed a girl in his way and continued.

3 seconds...

Finally, he saw the chopper. Hopping in,he wiped the girl's blood off his hands onto his pants. He stared out at the school, a peculiar girl staring back at him.

2 seconds...

1 second.

Half the school blew up before his eyes and Tristan smiled.

Tristan Zhao Cheng was back in business.

And this business was a crime.

The girl's blood lingered on his clothes as the chopper flew past the school.

Tristan sighed. Such a shame that the best mafia gang leader's son still had to go to school. He ignored the girls that flocked towards him as he made his way to his class. He stopped. There, standing in the doorway of his class, was the girl that was staring at him in the chopper the other day. "Tristan Zhao Cheng!" she said loud enough for  the entire nation to hear. "You owe me an apology and a thank-you." she said. Tristan sniggered. "For what, girlie?" he said. She smirked at him. "Wouldn't you like to know." she said taunting him. "Oi! How dare you speak to Mr. Cheng like that!" someone yelled from the fan-girl crowd behind Tristan. Tristan and the girl ignored whoever it was. "By the way, you now owe me two apologies for calling me girlie." the girl said. Tristan just laughed, and he shoved the girl out of the way. He was walking to his desk when the girl said "Technically you owe me two thank you's too. So you owe me two apologies and two thank you's." Tristan sat in his desk. "I don't owe you anything, girlie." he said calmly. The girl placed her hands on his desk, making him look at her. "Actually, you owe me more than you can afford." she said. "I don't think you know how much I afford, girlie." Tristan said lowering his voice. The girl laughed. "Of course I do. You're the soon-to-be greatest mafia gang leader." she said. Tristan looked at her seriously then.  Nobody at school knew his identity. Sure, he was popular, but that was because he was rich. They never actually knew why he was rich. "You killed my friend, Zhao Cheng." the girl said lowering her voice so that only he could hear her. "You and I both know you owe me more than just thank-you's and apologies" Zhao looked at her, completely startled. That girl he killed that day...was her friend? She must have seen him stab her..."You owe me, Zhao." She said.

"You owe me alot."

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