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He was in his sell and then he got to go to the phone thing wear theres the glass window and they get to talk to people threw the windowith phones. Mallery was there and she talks to him. "roman I love you but I cant get maryed to a guy in jale I cant love you anny more" she said with crying. Then roman says "I love you malery just peolse forgive me I can stop murdurring people" but it was to late she left for ever and roman had to do his jail for life to think about what he done. He got thinkin about it and he was sad for niko but he dident had to kill all them. He just wanted his revenge to get respect for his cousings name but murder isent even worth it. He got sad then dorped the soap and he desereved that he thinks.
Roman went into nikos gunstash to get his cool guns. He deeded them he if he was going to take down that mob. It woud even take a small army but their was no time! He had to do it fast to satisfy his revengethirst. He got in nikos cool lanborgini and went fast to the house that fastin lived at and he went 100 miles an hour. He went down the door into the house and shot faustin and dimitri in the faces and then all there croneys went there to try ad shoot roman but he was so ragefull that he just shot them all in the head as fast as they get theyre. Then finaly the police go there and roamin was arrested and went t jail for lots of murder.
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