Twin Daggers

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Sorry about the noise.

lt's just such a pleasure

to use the abacus again.

Sorry again.

Must be all the coffee

l had this morning.

Ah, Yakuza.

Sorry about your boss.

Heard he had

a heck of a funeral.

Who-ah!

Baka!

That was for cussing.

Ah, ''Romeo and Juliet.''

My favorite.

You got my sub

sandwich there, Bobby?

Funny, most people

call be ''Body.''

Well, you certainly are.

Did you watch

my performance?

Very nice, very nice.

You obviously know a thing or two

about dancing, don't you?

See any rough edges

that need to be smoothed?

Oh, maybe a tad

here or there.

But nothing we

can't work out.

Then show me

how to smooth them.

l suppose my vast experience

could be helpful, couldn't it, doll?

You like what you see?

Very good.

By the way, your Russian friend

sends his regards.

No!

Best mother

in the joint.

Don't move!

Oh, sh*t!

- Put it down!

- Hey, don't shoot.

- Put it down!

- Don't shoot!

Look, l was just looking.

Don't shoot.

- Here, catch this.

- Whoa!

Now you don't move!

Whoa!

Oh, sh*t!

- Sh*t!

- Oh, bingo!

Wait.

This one.

Take the little one.

How about another one, huh?

This one's better.

- Take this one.

- No more, please.

- How about this one?

- No more, please!

- Ha, yeah, take this.

- No more, no more, no more.

Ha ha! Hey, you look

a little full.

lt's been a pleasure

doing business with you.

Hey, you look

a little stuck up.

Oh no, oh no!

- Ha!

- Oh no, oh no.

Oh God, oh God, oh no!

Oh no, hold on.

Not this one, oh no.

- Oh no, oh no!

- Ha ha!

Not this one, not this one,

not this one.

Oh, sh*t.

Sorry, man.

What's the matter

with you?

Are you nervous

about tomorrow?

Nervous?

l was a made man

when you were puking

on your prom night.

What are you gonna do

after the trial?

Are you gonna lay low

for the rest of your life?

Hey, l'm gonna

enjoy myself.

What are you gonna do

on your puny salary, huh?

At least nobody put

a contract on my head.

Relax, it's the wind.

All right.

l know.

Well well well.

lf it isn't

my good old team captain.

Hello, Body.

Nice to see you've maintained

that namesake of yours.

Oh well, you know,

work out,

diet-- the usual

suffering.

The witch

and her body.

The jackass

and his muscle.

Flex, nice to see

you as well.

You both here for

the unique culture?

l was told it was

a unique spa treatment.

Hmm.

Well, if the three of us

are here, then...

Well, that's

an unexpected reunion.

Wonder who knows

about the four of us then?

Scholar,

Body, Flex and Ghost.

Welcome.

The Army Intelligence

Gifted Ops Team which

specializes in ancient weaponry.

That's ancient history.

Hey, how did you know

about the Go team?

Most people who

knew about it didn't live to tell it.

Let me introduce myself.

l'm Lan. l apologize for

the false advertising.

And l'm guessing you have

some friends at Army Intel

in order to get these photos.

lt took me a long while

to track down the four of you

who went AWOL all

of a sudden.

And have you figured out

why we went AWOL yet?

The records show you guys

had a fiasco of a mission

six years ago.

lt's an invitation-only

game, l'm afraid.

Sh*t!

What?

The FBl.

You stupid idiots.

So much for

the Go team.

Word has it now it's

four new guns for hire.

Oops.

Forgot you guys

don't use guns.

Let's just say

''problem solvers.''

What do you want

from us?

A job offer.

Yeah, well, the photos

should have tipped you off--

working together

ain't our thing.

Thought you guys might've

gotten along better

during the course

of training.

Hmm, that's a laugh.

You still owe me one.

Sh*t!

One, two, three.

$4oo,ooo.

My English-- no good.

l heard 400 grand

Ioud and clear.

l Hay Moi.

She is my cousin.

And she needs

a job done...

if you guys are

still interested.

Looks like we're

still here.

ls this a joke?

You want us to whack you?

She Sue.

My twin.

She's worth that much,

is she?

Are you interested?

No?

You want us to go

all the way to...

China?

First and foremost...

show me the moolah.

Here.

Your advance--

$20,OOO each.

Whoo! Looks like a real deal.

Two conditions.

First, no one else hurt.

Only your target alone.

Otherwise, no pay.

All right.

l'm a precision

kind of gal.

Collateral damage is bad

for business anyway.

One more thing.

No witness.

No witnesses?

But yet, we can't

whack any witnesses.

Oh, man!

lt must be done quiet.

Afterward,

l'll be Sue.

You assume her identity.

Would you mind clariing

the situation a little?

Why many questions?

My apologies.

Stick to

the business at hand.

Let's say one of us

can nail your twin alone?

Wouldn't it be unfair to

split it four ways?

We thought the four

of you together

would guarantee

a result.

Yeah, well, suppose one

or two of us

can get the job done.

You know what l mean?

All right.

One person brings me

Sue's body,

take all the money.

Hey, you still want

to know

what's going on

with the twins?

Not that l have to

check my moral compass or anything.

Okay.

For your information,

Moi International was

founded by their parents

until the evil twin could

arrange an early exit.

Yes, l warned her dad too.

An original

Shakespeare tragedy.

l believe revenge

is justified

where the law couldn't

serve the purpose.

Then it will be

delivered cold.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

Yes?

Yeah yeah.

Okay.

Miss Moi

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