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    There are many forks in the road of life, and many choices. Not everyone can choose the right path at the right time.

    Mr. Thurray had made the wrong choice before—he wanted to greedily keep the box office share of over a hundred thousand from Wanli Pictures, and as a result, he not only lost 600,000 in cash but also all of his movie theaters.

    In this choice, he made a wise decision. He chose to hand over the movie theaters instead of taking them and his family to hell with him.

    Lance was a man of his word. If he said he wouldn’t kill him, he wouldn’t kill him. After he signed the transfer agreement, the fourteen movie theaters in Golden State became the property of Wanli Pictures.

    Now he still had a little money, a few hundred thousand, but he was as good as dead.

    “You should go to the police,” his wife said, sitting on the sofa and looking at Mr. Thurray with some anger and dissatisfaction. Her voice was like a sharp knife, piercing into Mr. Thurray’s head.

    “Let the police and the judge take back what belongs to us. That is our wealth!”

    “You’re such a coward, Thurray. You’ve lost everything, yet you’re still here acting like nothing happened. Why don’t you move your ass from that chair and go tell the police what you’ve encountered?”

    “God, what bad deed did I do to marry you? This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

    “Even a homeless person on the street would know what to do at this time, but you, you’re just sitting there in a daze like a mentally retarded person!”

    “I…”

    Mr. Thurray finally couldn’t take it anymore. He slammed the table and stood up. Under his wife’s confused gaze, he walked to her side and punched her hard.

    The woman was a little dazed from the blow. When she was punched again, the pain made her start to scream, “You have the guts to hit me, but you don’t have the guts to take back what belongs to us that those people snatched away! You good-for-nothing!”

    Mr. Thurray’s eye twitched. He got on top of his wife and punched her head frantically. Soon, her screams turned into begging for mercy and crying.

    Mr. Thurray finally let out a breath. He got off the woman, walked to the sofa on the side, and sat down, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

    The cigarette made a circle in his lungs and was exhaled from his mouth and nose. The tired body was instantly nourished in some way.

    He had wanted to beat this woman for a long time.

    Today, he finally let out his breath!

    “Divorce, I want a divorce!” The woman covered her bruised face and jumped up. “I can’t live with you for another day, you good-for-nothing! I want to divorce you!”

    Thurray nodded. “Fine, right now. Whoever stops is a son of a bitch!”

    His eyes shot at his wife like daggers. The woman who was always talking suddenly seemed to have something stuck in her throat, unable to make a sound.

    Satisfying!

    Really satisfying!

    Mr. Thurray took another deep drag on his cigarette, letting the smoke filled with tar, nicotine, and over two thousand other chemicals fill his entire lungs.

    That full, filled feeling was deeply fascinating!

    A slight smile played on his lips. Just as he was about to let the woman go find a lawyer, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open.

    Several men in leather vests walked in from outside.

    Leather pants, leather vests, and the big cigars hanging from their chests, as well as the shiny, winged skull logo—they were from the Death Angels.

    Both Mr. Thurray and his wife shut their mouths, and at the same time, he also stood up. “Gentlemen…”

    Before he could finish, a guy who looked to be in his thirties and was walking at the front rushed over and punched Mr. Thurray in the stomach.

    When he bent over with a pained expression from the spasm, the guy grabbed his hair again and pressed his head hard on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

    Before he had time to look up, a horse boot stepped on his head.

    The hard rubber and iron plate made his scalp ache, but he didn’t dare to cry out.

    He didn’t dare to cry out, but someone did.

    “Ah!” Mr. Thurray’s wife finally couldn’t help but let out a sharp scream, but soon a fist made her shut her mouth.

    She was asked to sit on the sofa. If she dared to make a sound, those people would cut her face with a knife.

    Whether in another world or this world, or in other worlds, for women, even a wrinkled face is better than a scarred one.

    She shut her mouth. At this moment, Mr. Thurray felt an unprecedented sense of calm…

    The next second, a guy who looked to be in his forties sat down on the sofa, facing him. “Tell me, where did Jordan go?”

    Jordan was a high-ranking cadre of the Death Angels. Although he was already very old, it didn’t affect his authority in the gang in the slightest.

    Many of the younger generation had received some of his favors. He had spent half of his life in prison. He had taught the young people many things.

    Even if some guys didn’t like him, they didn’t hate him. After all, he didn’t interfere too much in the affairs of the gang, and he was also considering retirement.

    For such a person who was not disliked and also had a certain prestige, an old-timer of the gang, to have a problem, there were many people who were willing to help him get “revenge.”

    Especially some captains, and even some ordinary gang members. If they could achieve an “honor kill,” then they might have a chance to be promoted because of it.

    From an ordinary gang member to a captain, or from a captain to a cadre, this was also a shortcut.

    Now, the guy in front of him had discovered this “secret.” He immediately came here before everyone else.

    He wanted to avenge Jordan and then become a high-level cadre of the gang. This was an important qualification.

    There were also people in the high-level cadres who had a very good relationship with him. At that time, if they made a recommendation, he would surely become a high-level cadre.

    A high-level cadre of this gang with thousands of core members. Just thinking about it was exciting!

    Mr. Thurray swallowed. He explained carefully, “Mr. Jordan is also my friend. No, he’s a brother, a good brother!”

    “We were in high school together…”

    Before he could finish, he felt the sole of the shoe on his head begin to press down hard, crushing his head as if it were about to break!

    He let out a moan of terror and pain. The guy on the sofa shook his head. “Wrong answer.”

    “Second chance. Where did Jordan go!”

    Mr. Thurray no longer dared to hide anything and quickly confessed the whole matter.

    “…That’s the situation. Jordan heard that I had been blackmailed out of a sum of money, and then he decided to take his men to Golden Port City to help me recover the losses.”

    “I swear I have absolutely not added anything. This is the whole truth!”

    The middle-aged man on the sofa nodded. “So what you mean is, he died in Golden Port City.”

    Before Mr. Thurray could answer, he stood up. “It’s called Wanli Pictures, right?”

    Mr. Thurray nodded repeatedly. The middle-aged man gave a slight nod to the person stepping on his head, and then walked out without looking back.

    Several young men pulled out their large-caliber hunting revolvers. Under the terrified expressions of Mr. Thurray and his wife, they opened fire and killed them!

    On the one hand, this was a trigger. It was their fault that had led to Jordan’s death in Likalai State.

    Secondly, the middle-aged man also wanted to cut off the clues so that others couldn’t compete with him.

    Killing two people was as simple as eating and drinking for him, for the Death Angels.

    After the others had cleaned up the traces they had left behind and had all gotten back into the van, one of them asked, “Are we going over now?”

    The middle-aged man shook his head. “We’ll definitely go over, but not now.”

    He lit a cigarette. “Jordan took his men over and now there’s no sound. If we just go over like this, do you think the same thing will happen?”

    The people around him were at a loss and didn’t know how to answer. The middle-aged man pursed his lips. “Let’s ask around first.”

    The gangs of the entire Federation were not in a state where you don’t know me, and I don’t know you.

    If you say that a city’s administrative area is a map of a city’s underworld, then the map of the Federation’s underworld is the entire country!

    The Five Families had been uprooted. A touch of color belonging to the Lance Family had already been painted in the block of Golden Port City, but for the map of the entire Federation, that was just a small piece of land.

    Although it was small, it was indeed a bit conspicuous.

    The gangster forces in Likalai State were mainly divided into four parts.

    The Marcus family, which was mainly engaged in smuggling in the coastal areas; the Thorn Gang, which was entrenched in Manteno and the north of Manteno and operated almost all criminal businesses; the Holy Bell Party in the west of Manteno; and the former Five Families of Golden Port City.

    The reason why Golden Port City was singled out was because its geographical location was special. The benefits brought by one city were equivalent to those of several cities or even more than a dozen cities, so it was in a class of its own.

    Under the suggestion and promotion of the Five Families of the Federation, every November, the leaders of the gangs from various regions would attend the “Federation Gangster Joint Conference” in a certain city in the East China Sea.

    So this thirty-something-year-old member of the Death Angels could indeed find someone to inquire about the situation in Golden Port City.

    After all, it was too far away. Even if he knew that a huge change had taken place in the underworld of Golden Port City, it was impossible for him to know every single thing as clearly as a local.

    “That John from the Holy Bell Party is a psycho. I don’t want to talk to him. The people from the Thorn Gang are not on good terms with us…”

    The middle-aged man pondered for a while. “It seems we can only ask the Marcus family.”

    Fortunately, he had the contact information of someone from the Marcus family here. They had met at the gangster joint conference.

    The call was quickly answered. It was a cadre of the Marcus family.

    When the other party heard that he was asking about the Lance Family, he didn’t pay much attention.

    “The downfall of the Five Families has little to do with the Lance Family. They had their own internal problems. The Cassia family was incited by the mayor to fight with the other three families and ended up destroying themselves.”

    “Paul was killed by his adopted son. The other two families were greatly weakened and could not stabilize their position, so they took the initiative to leave Golden Port City.”

    “As for Bandy, he was unlucky. I heard it had something to do with some power changes in Congress. Lance got a bargain…”

    (End of a Chapter)

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