Mercenary Barney beats up the overwhelmed pimps in the Laufhaus Grosse Freiheit
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Barnabas turns off the Grosse Freiheit in St. Pauli into a covered driveway. More like a tunnel which branches into a large back yard. This connects the front block of the Grosse Freiheit with a block of the Reeperbahn. Already in the tunnel-like driveway he hurries into a stairwell. The entire interior is tiled in signal red. The Laufhaus Grosse Freiheit. On the third floor, Barnabas knocks on the door of number nine. A whore in snow-white silk stockings and black platform high heels invites him in, clearly delighted.
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The giant Barnabas runs a lucrative drug deal with a whore who works at the brothel
"Hello Barnie, nice to see you."
She walks in her high heels and routinely plays with her tight glutes to a battered chest of drawers. Rummages in the middle drawer. Shovels around quite a few sex toys. Testicle squeezers, Ball gags, Anal plugs, Giant dildos and other perverted sex toys. Then she fishes out a wad of money.
"Here beautiful Barnie, the money", she whispers expectantly. Hands him the rolled up bale of money.
"Your sweets, Birkira", meanwhile he checks the sum of money.
"Do you want to fuck, Barnie?" She asks with a smile although she has known the answer for a long time.
"No," he says meaninglessly. While he adds up numerical values.
"But yes! I forgot you don't fuck black people."
"I don't put my cock in a pussy that anyone can put his dick in."
"Hahaha, and are you sure to judge that?", she laughs angrily.
"Yes, you are a whore. Anyone who pays the price can fuck you."
"You are a bastard, Barnie", she screams offended. Meanwhile he closes the door behind him.
Three athletic pimps want to teach the mercenary Barnabas a violent lesson by blocking the exit from the brothel
Satisfied, because the commercial transaction with the drug business was completed quickly and successfully, Barnabas goes down the stairs in the brothel. Without neglecting the fact that a dark guy is secretly trying to stalk him. Barnabas discreetly insures himself of his armament. Rustam, the Ukrainian, blocked the exit to the tunnel. He's the leading pimp in the whorehouse. He stands with another gorilla who provocatively pulls out a butterfly knife.
MercenaryBarnabas uses his Model 500 revolver against the pimps at the brothel
"Hey, asshole, what is so difficult to understand by a house ban?", roars Rustam.
Barnabas remains in the middle of the stairs. The pursuer builds up noisily on the upper landing. He is armed with a telescopic baton."
Obviously you're deaf, jerk-off. Then we'll have to give you some listening lessons, prick."
As everyone moves towards him, Barnabas draws a gun. A Smith & Wesson Model 500 revolver from the holster under his leather jacket.
"One step further and I'll paper the walls with your sparse residual brain", Barnabas threatens Rustam.
"You are even more stupid than I thought, motherfucker. You think you can pass us with a toy gun? Fucker", he says unimpressed.
Rustam, the boss of the whore house pimps, thinks the imposing revolver is a dummy
"Go ahead, idiot, my five little friends in the half inch caliber drum are waiting with great delight and are motivated and ready for action", confirms Barnabas, grasping the large-calibre killing tool with both hands and unmistakably cocking the revolver's hammer.
"Look at the giant gun, the crazy one is serious, the gun is real," the gorilla behind him yells in disbelief. The other chap next to the Ukrainian confirms the assessment. The mood changes. Rustam's confidence suddenly disappears.
"Now what, scumbag?"
Barnabas remains completely unimpressed by the threat, so that the pimps are forced to capitulate
"You up there. Throw the baton down the stairwell. Be careful and remember my index finger is already shaking. Then cross your hands behind your head. Move now."
"Do what he says, we'll get the pig later," orders Rustam.
"You two, drop the knife and walk away from the exit, then walk slowly down the hall. Faces to the wall, then on your knees, hands behind your head."
"I swear we'll get you," Rustam mumbles. However, they obediently sneak to the stairwell wall.
"In the left or the right foot?", asks Barnabas.
"Where should I shoot? Where should I put a bullet in you? Which do you prefer: in the left or right foot? Doesn't it look good if you get out of it unharmed? Is disadvantageous for both of us."
"I know the guy is crazy," comments the stunned pimp from above.
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An uninvolved John in a smart business suit interrupts the upcoming exchange of blows in the whorehouse
A middle-aged male in a steel-blue suit, a pearl-white shirt with a sky-blue necktie unexpectedly walks through the entrance into the whorehouse.
Shit, who are you?" Barnabas frowned.
"I'm already gone," says the man wearing the tie.
"Freeze!" Barnabas commands.
"This is a customer. Where do you think you are? I'll tell you. We're in the brothel, you bastard," shouts Rustam.
"Shut the fuck up. Look at the wall, dumbass. – And you wanted to fuck, so come on, go upstairs to fuck."
Under the impression of the ready to fire gun, the man in the suit stumbles up the stairs and past the bouncer.
Barnabas takes advantage of the situation in the stairwell with the John first and puts the three pimps out of action with brutal force
Barnabas takes advantage of the confusion ignited by the John's appearance. He grabs the balisong from the floor, takes bold steps and succeeds in approaching the kneeling pimps unobserved, rams the steel blade full force into the left-sided gluteus maximus of the Ukrainian. He smacks the steel handgun, the approximately nine-inch stainless steel barrel, twice in the face of the knife-hero, who turns startled to attack. The second muscleman, who storms down the stairs, whose expression is deformed by horror and anger in equal measure, he is able to intercept him at the bottom of the stairs.
"Where are you going? You can't piss off, you won't get away with it unscathed!" He drills the blood-smeared, deadly handgun with cocked hammer and finger at the trigger from below into the pimps fleshy chin.
The mercenary uses his large-calibre revolver, preventing the business operations of the brothel until further notice
Satisfied Barnabas detects the unleashed panic in his trembling victim's frog-green eyes. In one movement he pulls the gun to the left and rams his accelerated elbow hard against the larynx. The muscle man loses control, collapses in on himself without a time delay, gasps for breath. A second and third striking movement, executed with the revolver barrel and frame, hits him brutally in the neck. Barnabas marches to the exit door, turns, revolver raised, aims for a fire extinguisher. The barrel spits out a tremendous muzzle flash twice, both large-calibre projectiles completely penetrating the steel cylinder. From the two shots through, the four openings, the gray-white extinguishing powder explodes abruptly, fogs the hallway of the whorehouse, and covers the victims of violence with a layer of powder. In this way he secures the withdrawal into the tunnel and on the Grosse Freiheit. In good time, because the considerable reinforcement for the Ukrainian, coming from the Eroscenter Reeperbahn, turns martially from the backyard into the tunnel structure.
"You bums are late," Barnabas mutters.