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I've got friends in high places, wiseguys who are itching to settle scores. They'll track you down, one by one, methodically and mercilessly. You won't even know what hit you when they come knocking at your door.
You may think you're safe behind your screen, but I assure you, I have ways of finding you. And when I do, there won't be mercy or forgiveness. Just swift justice delivered with a cold, unyielding hand.
You've crossed the line, my friend, and in the world I operate in, there's no going back. Brace yourself for the wrath of the underworld, for your day of reckoning is coming, and when it does, there'll be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Prepare yourself for a fate worse than death.