Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 347 [Who Will Lose?]

time.

ten o'clock.

Kingdom Security Bureau.

A dust-free room.

A dust-free room is a place where there is nothing at all; it is absolutely pure, without any external objects, and cannot be affected by them.

Ethan was imprisoned in the Clean Room.

Originally, Ethan was the only one imprisoned here. He had no one to talk to, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Halfway through, someone came in.

Unsurprisingly, it's Johnny.

Johnny was originally left by Heisenberg to look after Ethan, and he was also warned not to do anything to Ethan.

Johnny didn't do anything to Ethan; he simply walked in and sat down opposite Ethan.

He just wanted to chat with Ethan.

"Aren't you going to the front lines tonight?"

Ethan was bored and thought this would be a good opportunity to chat with someone.

Johnny seemed a little surprised that Ethan had spoken up, but he had come to talk to Ethan in the first place; it would have been troublesome if Ethan hadn't spoken.

"I'm not needed on the front lines. My biggest task tonight is to keep an eye on you, which is also my greatest pleasure."

His last sentence was quite provocative.

"Enjoy what?"

Ethan found it strange.

"Enjoy your fear, your helplessness, enjoy the pain of losing everything."

Johnny spoke slowly, one sentence at a time, while observing Ethan's expression, as if trying to see how Ethan's face would change.

Why do you have this misconception?

Ethan's expression didn't change; he simply asked in return, sounding puzzled.

You're faking it.

Johnny only said this in response.

“Johnny, it’s a long night. Why don’t we talk about your brother, Albertine, that brilliant young man?”

Johnny was originally there to torment Ethan, but the situation instantly reversed after Ethan uttered that name.

Johnny's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

His breathing became labored, and it took him a full half minute to calm himself down.

"You have no right to mention my brother's name."

"Really? But he seems to like me a lot. He always likes to cause me trouble. We dealt with each other quite a bit when we were in Winston. Oh, by the way, there's no recording equipment here, is there?"

Ethan looked around as he spoke.

"No need."

Johnny said something, and then he seemed to come to his senses, regaining the expression he had when he first came in.

"I know you killed my brother, but it doesn't matter. After tonight, you will lose everything, and then I can settle the score with you slowly."

For example, what would I lose?

Ethan looked very curious.

“You will lose your protection. After tonight, no one will protect you anymore, Johnny Blackbird, the South Side Mafia. You have nothing left. The Second Prince will no longer protect you.”

"Is that right?"

Ethan seemed to be just finding out as well, and nodded.

Johnny was completely dissatisfied with this expression, so he continued, "Even the princess can't protect you. Your identity and background will be thoroughly investigated. Your Mafia affiliation can't be hidden, and you won't even be able to go back to Winston."

"Wait a minute, if I may ask, is this something you imagined yourself, or did Heisenberg agree to it? I saved his life, surely he wouldn't be so ruthless as to kill me?"

Ethan raised his hand to ask a question.

"What do you think?" Johnny asked rhetorically.

Ethan began to ponder, his brow furrowing.

This is what Johnny wanted to see. This is a good start, and this is the kind of start he came here for tonight.

"So……"

"I've thought about it, and I'm sure I won't lose, and neither of us will lose."

Ethan suddenly said.

Johnny didn't like the answer at all, but Ethan's face showed a moment of confidence, as if victory was in his grasp.

That feeling made him uneasy.

"Why do you think..."

Johnny realized something was wrong as soon as he said it.

"Just wait, I've already received word that Johnny Blackbird has appeared in the South District. I believe news of his arrest will come soon."

"Then just wait."

As Ethan spoke, he turned to look behind him. There was nothing there, but the direction he was facing was the South District.

South area.

With the addition of several other adopted sons and men under Father Seawin, Johnny Blackbird's dominance was finally halted.

No matter how strong they are, there are only so many of them. Even if they don't die, they can't withstand the ever-accumulating wounds.

Ultimately, Johnny Blackbird only made a pact with Death; he wasn't the real Death.

He couldn't truly stop the death completely.

Some people still died.

The death slowed the previously high-spirited charge.

Johnny Blackbird took the initiative to cover the rear, allowing everyone to slowly retreat.

Krenzo disliked this retreat, but he wasn't entirely irrational. He knew that continuing the fight would truly destroy everyone, so he just cursed fiercely, "Are we the only ones left tonight? Where did Vasini go?!"

Almost the instant his words fell.

Vasini has arrived.

"Alright, I heard your voice. There were some hiccups on the way, but we still came."

Vasini came through the rain, and they all bore traces of gunpowder on them, indicating that their journey had not been smooth.

But they still came.

Their arrival slowed the previously declining trend.

This also made Xi Wen's adopted sons, who were in pursuit, frown.

Vasini's arrival signifies one thing: those attacking from other directions have been eliminated.

The situation had unexpectedly reached a point where they had to make a complete breakthrough from here.

Are the Martino family really that powerful?

You have to understand, they really went all out today, bringing along all the capable fighters from their former alliance, as well as many of Lockerbie's men.

The scale of this coalition is no less than that of the last typhoon night. Moreover, this time, the Martino family should not have received help from those unexpected outsiders.

"Stop staring, Morren, now is the time for everyone to unite!"

Seeing the pressure suddenly increase, the other adopted sons couldn't handle it anymore and immediately called out to Moren, whose target they had stolen.

Molen just sneered, but he also knew that his father was definitely watching from somewhere, so he couldn't really do nothing.

The reason my father isn't helping yet is because the situation isn't right.

Not everyone has arrived yet.

According to that person from the Royal Security Bureau, they must force that person out tonight.

Johnny Blackbird was secondary, because in the original plan, they never intended for him to appear.

They just wanted to capture the burly man wielding the giant axe, the murderer Heisenberg desperately needed to catch.

(End of this chapter)