America 1919

Three retired veterans, together with a formidable man among men, had no suspense in gaining complete control over AJ and his group with an absolute advantage in weaponry.

"I'm backed by Eli Johnson, you dare touch me!"

While being pressed to the ground by Randy, AJ did not worry about his own safety; he believed that even Donnie Block wouldn't dare hurt him with Eli Johnson in the picture!

Smack!

Before John could say anything, the already unrecognizable Isaiah erupted with tremendous strength. Despite the pain all over his body, he fiercely slapped AJ across the face.

"Ouch ouch ouch!" The one crying out wasn't AJ, but Isaiah, whose excessive movement had aggravated his wounds.

Even so, Isaiah continued to mercilessly beat AJ single-sidedly while crying out in pain.

In the end, it was John who stopped him.

"Where are Gary Thomas and the others?"

Only Isaiah was here; Gary Thomas and those dominos were nowhere to be seen.

"Eli won't let you guys off!"

AJ glared maliciously at John.

"Oh, still daring to bluster!" John looked at Isaiah, "He's yours!"

"Thank you, Big Brother John!" Isaiah, who had just been restrained, immediately responded happily.

"Letting you hit...ssss...me, letting you...ssss...act tough, now...you know who is...ssss...your daddy...ssss..."

"I'll talk, I'll talk!" AJ finally couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't so much that Isaiah's hitting him was painful, but the hissing sounds Isaiah made were unbearable to listen to.

"They're upstairs. I was planning on dealing with Isaiah before sorting them out!"

AJ revealed to John the whereabouts of Gary Thomas and his companions.

"John...ssss...boss...ssss...kill them...ssss...these people...ssss...are not...ssss...good...ssss...they hit me!"

Isaiah said viciously.

John glanced at Robert, who understood immediately and went over with Randy and Wes to AJ and his men, twisting their necks.

Isaiah, who had just been calling for the elimination of AJ and the others, was shocked when he saw the methods employed by Robert and the others, realizing there was a stark distinction between street thugs and war-hardened veterans.

After finishing his task, Robert walked over to Isaiah with a smile and said easily, "How about it? Want me to call a doctor to check on you?"

"Ah...no need, no need; these are just minor injuries for me. I used to get these a few times a month, I'm used to it!"

Isaiah rushed out his words, too frightened to even hiss anymore.

"That's good then!" Robert put his arm around Isaiah's shoulder, seemingly affectionately, and said, "Actually we..."

With a 'crack', Robert quickly broke Isaiah's neck, and Isaiah's body slowly slackened, the sycophantic smile still on his face.

"Let's go upstairs and see how Gary Thomas and the others are!"

Without even looking at the scene, John said to Robert.

Robert smiled, "Let Randy accompany you up, I'll handle the aftermath with Wes!"

John nodded, not minding the suggestion, and took Randy upstairs.

The two entered the main building through the garage's back door, ascended the staircase, pushed open the room door, and saw Gary Thomas and the others bound and gagged.

"Gentlemen, I'm really sorry. By the time we received the message, it was already too late. How are you all?"

While untying Gary Thomas and the others, John said.

"When Donnie heard about your situation, he immediately sent me to rescue you. He also expressly instructed me, saying you are a valuable asset to Donnie and must not suffer any harm!"

Randy, while looking at Thomas, recited the words that Robert had coached him in the car, with a slight twist of the mouth.

After Gary Thomas and the others were freed, each of their faces revealed the excitement of a narrow escape.

"Thank you, Boss John; thank you, Boss Donnie; we didn't betray Boss Donnie!"

John patted Gary Thomas's shoulder and said, "It's fine as long as you guys are okay, but it's a pity that..."

Unable to hold back, Gary Thomas asked, "A pity what?"

"It's a pity we were too late, and Isaiah... was already killed by AJ's bastards!"

"Ah!"

Gary Thomas and the others immediately showed horrified expressions; they had thought at most they would receive a beating for being captured, but they hadn't expected it to escalate to a loss of life and now their boss was dead!

At this moment, looking at John and the others was truly like gazing upon saviors!

"But there's no need for you to be too heartbroken, we have already avenged Isaiah!"

Shock again struck Gary Thomas. Could their so-called retaliation be the killing of AJ and his crew?

When Gary Thomas followed John Randy to the garage and saw the several bodies laid out behind the truck, every one of them began to shake.

They might be part of the organization, but on ordinary days they merely bullied the innocent and at worst, injured people, which was already their limit.

Now, to suddenly see five or six bodies lying beside them, the impact was indelibly etched in their minds.

The truck started up and headed straight for North District. Once out of North District, it was onto a dirt road, after traveling several kilometers, they arrived at a cliff and stopped.

Below the cliff was the wave-tossed Atlantic.

Robert, along with Randy and Wes, dragged the bodies of AJ, Isaiah and the others from the truck.

However, they did not immediately throw the bodies into the ocean!

Instead, John led Gary Thomas and the others off the truck and pulled a dagger from his pocket, handing it to Gary Thomas.

"This matter can't be known to outsiders, so Isaiah's body must also be disposed of. Aside from Isaiah's body, each of you must stab the other bodies once, and from today onwards, we are brothers!"

It was just that Gary Thomas and the others didn't understand what a blood oath was.

Otherwise, they would have realized that what they were doing at this very moment was indeed a blood oath!

With the dagger in hand, Gary Thomas shook all over... I'm just a petty thug!

But when he saw John standing beside him with an easy smile on his face, even taking out a cigarette to light up from the pocket of his own shirt, he knew there was no turning back!

Clenching his teeth, Gary Thomas approached AJ's body and, closing his eyes, plunged the dagger fiercely into his heart!

When he drew out the dagger, his wrist was already drenched in blood.

The others were in a similar state, and as the last person finished this rite, the smile on John's face grew even brighter.

"I'll treat you all tonight. Let's relax properly at Scott's Tavern; drink what you want, find any woman you desire; two if one isn't enough. From now on, we're brothers!"

Meanwhile, Robert, Wes, and Randy were tying stones to AJ and the others, and throwing them off the cliff.

The sounds of splashes were continuous.

The blood quickly stained this area of the sea red, but the ocean diluted it almost immediately.

By nightfall, this place would be as if nothing had ever happened!

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The Fuli Tavern.

David Jabbar sat in his office, cigar smoke curling slowly upwards, giving him an almost ethereal appearance.

"Any news from AJ's side?"

At this point, David Jabbar was truly anxious. In the span of two days, The Fuli Tavern's clientele had halved, and if this trend continued, the third floor of The Fuli Tavern would be resting within a week!

"Not yet," Nate shook his head, but he didn't seem too worried, confidently saying, "Boss, Isaiah is just a small-time West District thug; AJ will have an easy time with him. I'm guessing at this point AJ is thinking about how to take over Isaiah's business."

"Hmph!" David Jabbar snorted coldly, "As long as he remains loyal in his service to me, won't I take care of him well?"

"AJ is a rough man; he definitely can't guess your thoughts, boss!" Nate spoke out.

David Jabbar nodded helplessly, "Have you managed to get in touch with LeBron James? How's that going?"

Ever since Donnie Block started to threaten his business, David Jabbar knew he was in a crisis. Although he didn't particularly like LeBron James, the man indeed had liquor to offer.

If he could get his liquor supply from him in the future, he could completely break free from Donnie Block.

Once he finished countering Nucky's offensive, it would be time to deal with Donnie Block!

"It's all set. LeBron is quite happy to supply us. However..." Nate hesitated at the end of his statement.

"What is it?" David Jabbar asked with displeasure.

"Well, LeBron James' liquor can't compare to the quality that Donnie Block provides, and if we switch to his, I expect some guests will be dissatisfied!"

"Damn it!" Hearing Nate's explanation, David Jabbar was once again infuriated.

"Let's keep it this way for now. Once we sort out Donnie Block, these problems won't be problems anymore. I believe our guests can wait!"

"Yes!"

After the two had resolved their plans for what came next, David Jabbar's bodyguard walked in, speaking gravely, "Boss, Donnie Block has arrived!"

"What?"

David Jabbar was taken aback, then turned to Nate, "Could he be here because of AJ?"