Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 344 [A Young Heart]

time.

Nine o'clock.

South area.

Crew.

The gunfight is still going strong.

The artists present were not satisfied; they always felt it wasn't perfect enough and could be even more perfect.

And the entire production crew let them have their way.

With Ethan absent, director Fincher is in charge.

Of course, this is just a hypothetical situation.

In reality, the one who truly took charge on set was Palen, the third male lead in the film, who played the male lead's younger brother.

Fincher had already reached his limit with the artists' eccentric demands, since each additional shoot meant more expenses and the costs kept piling up.

He always remembered Ethan's kindness.

If it weren't for Ethan, he would probably have been fired by the company by now, and he wouldn't be able to get a promotion and a raise while also directing a movie.

So he wanted to save Ethan money.

Besides, he had already shot enough footage, much of which he felt was perfectly usable, so there was no need to keep shooting like this.

But just as he was about to forcefully stop this endless waste, Palen stepped forward and stopped him.

"Let art go where it belongs, instead of restricting it."

Palen said something very profound that instantly stunned Finch and successfully made all the artists present nod in agreement.

They sighed inwardly. Sure enough, anyone chosen by Ethan was extraordinary. They had heard he was a businessman, but they hadn't expected him to be so insightful. No wonder he was cast as the third male lead.

So filming continued.

Bullets were fired in unlimited quantities, shaking the entire night and obscuring the real carnage not far away.

Those words were not spoken by Palen, but by Ethan. Palen's mission was to keep the filming going to cover up the real war.

At the same time, it also fulfills its true mission...

"Your Excellency Heisenberg, what brings you here?"

Palen watched the filming for a while, and his keen senses immediately told him that Heisenberg had arrived, so he quickly went to greet him.

Heisenberg glanced at him, nodded, and said, "I know you, Palen Cabrera. Your brother died at Ethan's hands. I didn't expect you to be so willing to risk your life for him."

Upon hearing this, Palen's expression remained unchanged; he simply smiled and said, "Your Excellency understands me very well. Indeed, the young master killed my brother, but that is all in the past. Now, I am a member of the Poletta family, and I serve my family."

"Heh..." Heisenberg sneered, said nothing more, and simply moved forward.

“Your Excellency, there is filming ahead, I’m afraid you cannot go over, His Highness is also there…” Palen immediately spoke up to stop him.

“I know, I’m just here to observe and won’t stop you. Isn’t that what you’d want to see? Go, bring me a stool. I need to ensure His Highness’s safety.”

Heisenberg took two steps, then stopped and watched the ongoing filming from a distance, before speaking with a mocking tone.

"Of course, I would be happy if you were willing to help maintain order. Please wait a moment."

Palen quickly brought a stool and an umbrella.

The rain was still falling; we couldn't let Heisenberg sit in the rain.

Heisenberg took the stool but didn't ask for an umbrella. He sat down directly, and the rain silently slid around him without a single drop falling on him.

His gaze was no longer on the film set; it was fixed on the darkness further away.

The gunfire was even more intense there.

In the area where Martino family territory and former allies meet.

The advantage created by Krenzo has vanished.

Because Moren the Hardheaded Bug also joined the battle.

This most favored adopted son of Old Man Xiwen still managed to demonstrate his abilities. In terms of fighting spirit, he might not be able to compete with the younger generation anymore, but in terms of strength, he still crushed them.

He is a noble God of Destruction, Level Four, and a candidate for Godfather.

His perception, his dodging, his marksmanship, and his ability to enhance and weaken firearms all far surpassed Cronzio's.

Even though Cronz's real name is actually more prestigious.

Upon meeting, Krenzo was immediately overwhelmed and beaten. Had Aaron not pulled him back in time, he would have been killed by Moren's gun.

When faced with an absolute disparity in strength, simply going crazy is useless.

Moren tore apart the firepower network that Krenzo and his men had set up using only his own strength.

Former allies charged again.

With Morren as a stronghold, their offensive was launched again.

"Don't let them get through! Let me go up!"

Krenzo screamed like a madman.

Aaron still held him down firmly: "You're no match for him. Don't be impulsive. Wait for someone. We need to wait for someone. We don't have enough people!"

"Our men are dying! They are all my brothers!"

Krenzo could not tolerate it.

Although he had only met most of the people who came with him a few times during training, since they had come to the capital together, they were brothers. He couldn't watch them die in this strange and huge city.

"I can't let you die."

Aaron pressed him down firmly, dragging Krenzo backward.

He knew it was cruel, but that was the order he had received.

"I can't be a coward! Even if it means death, I will..."

"If you don't want to be a coward, become stronger instead of shouting like a woman."

Aaron's words silenced Krenzo.

"I……"

It was as if Cronz's young heart had suffered a tremendous blow for the first time.

"Let him die. You can't stop a young heart. Otherwise, it's no different from being dead."

Just when the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, with only the scent of raindrops and the clashing of gunfire remaining.

A man's voice broke the silence.

A man wearing a black bird-beak mask suddenly appeared beside them, and he took Krenzo directly from Aaron's hands.

"you……"

Aaron never expected this, nor did he expect to meet this legendary man here.

"Blackbird Johnny, I'm here to help you. Don't be afraid."

The man laughed and patted Krenzo on the shoulder.

"What, still want to die? I can help you."

Krenzo glanced ahead at his dead comrades and nodded without hesitation.

"Good child, I love you. Go forth, death will protect you."

Johnny Blackbird shoved Krenzo.

Aaron could no longer stop him, because Johnny Blackbird's tall figure blocked his way.

"Don't worry, I am Johnny the Immortal. I've drunk with Death, and he promised me an unlimited number of opportunities to transcend death. I'll just give this young man a few of those opportunities. When you're young, you should do that. Otherwise, when you no longer have that kind of heart, life will become very boring."

Are you afraid of death?

Aaron's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)