—Guerreros Underground— Matthew’s eyes tracked Kaizer as he trained, lifting dumbbells with precise, controlled movements. The man moved with calm authority, oblivious to Matthew’s gaze. “Young Master?” One of the bodyguards approached, his voice tense and questioning. Matthew gestured sharply for silence, warning him not to announce his presence. “What are you doing here, sir? Do you need something?” the guard asked quietly. Matthew’s lips curved into a sharp smile. “I want you to do something for me.” The guard blinked, startled. “W-What is it, sir?” Matthew pointed directly at Kaizer. “Do you see that man?” The guard nodded. “Kaizer, sir?” “Yes. I want you to bring five people with you and mess with his training. I don’t care how you do it. But if you succeed, I’ll raise your salary to seven digits a month.” The guard’s eyes lit up immediately. Money could buy anything, it seemed. Loyalty, obedience, excitement. “R-Really, sir?” he whispered, counting the zeros on his fin
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