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Chapter 218 My Godfather's Godson Is Not My Godbrother (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The Bloods' signature attire is predominantly red.

Thor, wearing a red baseball cap and a large "blood" pendant hanging directly from his gold chain, strode in menacingly with a ferocious expression.

Although there were only three of them, they acted as if they had brought more than thirty people. They walked directly up to the black leader wearing the small gold chain, glared at him, and cursed, "You damned black devil, if you don't want to be turned into blood cotton by our Blood Gang, kneel down and apologize right now!"

As he spoke, he pulled a revolver from his back waist and pressed it against the other man's left cheek.

This sudden turn of events startled the man with the rat-tailed hair, who trembled and cried out, "Brother, it's a misunderstanding! There must be some mistake! We're here to arrest that Asian kid; he's a spy from Tokyo University!"

"We're all American citizens, so please don't fight amongst yourselves!"

Then, with a "spit," Thor spat on his face.

Money Rat Tail hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it away, but dared not show the slightest anger on his face. He simply put on a standard Asian fawning smile and said, "It's a misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding here—"

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But the dreadlocked black man who spat at him ignored him completely and instead turned to look at the black-haired, black-eyed man next to him.

The ferocity on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet, childlike smile. He called out, "Godfather, I came immediately upon hearing your call. I was in such a hurry that I only brought two brothers with me, but the rest of the Blood Gang are still on their way—"

"By the way, my mom asked me to invite you to our New Year's dinner tonight at my house. Would that be convenient for you?"

Wayne smiled slightly and said, "Thor, good boy, of course you can. I miss Ms. Sylla too."

Thor immediately broke into a happy smile and said, "Great, Godfather! I have a lot of things I'd like to ask you. To be honest, I'm having some problems with my career planning right now and need your advice—"

He then turned to his two henchmen behind him and snapped, "Manners?"

The two henchmen looked at Wayne excitedly and greeted him in unison, "Godfather Wayne!"

Thor's eye twitched, a hint of displeasure in his expression. He said, "Hey, nigger, I've told you many times, this is my godfather. You should call him Mr. Wayne!"

This scene immediately left everyone present stunned.

Alex, standing to the side, looked surprised.

Money Rat Tail looked shocked and muttered, "The Blood Gang's... Godfather?"

As an Asian living in the United States, he was naturally aware of the power of the Bloods, which was once one of the most influential gangs in the country.

The power a Blood Gang godfather wielded in the underworld was far beyond his comprehension.

He was someone who could be killed by random gunfire and the police wouldn't care.

After all, he was just an inconspicuous, well-behaved Asian.

Unexpectedly, the black leader, whose gun was pointed at him by Saul, snorted coldly, showing no fear whatsoever, and said, "So what if it's the Blood Gang? We, the Tumor Gang, will never bow down to the Blood Gang! You damned black bastard, do you want to start a war between the Blood Gang and the Tumor Gang!?"

"If you really intend to do this, Seattle will be awash in blood. This place will become a new battlefield, and even your Blood Gang's godfather cannot bear that responsibility!"

As he spoke, the Black leader stomped his foot, revealing a pair of British Kings (BKBloodKiller) shoes.

These are the shoes that members of the Blood Gang like to wear, named after the "Blood Gang Killers".

These people are the ones who are sick.

Upon seeing this, Money Rat Tail was overjoyed.

They paid money to hire people who help those suffering from illness.

And as expected of a black guy, he wasn't afraid even when facing a gun.

Look at the black men around him; they've all reached into their waistbands, clearly gripping their guns, ready for an American-style iaido at any moment.

Money Rat Tail immediately and cautiously retreated from the crowd, ready to cover his head and lie down at any moment if things went wrong.

His life is precious; he certainly can't die in this hail of bullets.

Besides, he was originally sent by his own boss.

Rhodes had already gripped the handle of his automatic rifle and stood quietly in front of Wayne, ready for a firefight at any moment.

Saul glared at the defiant man before him, then slammed his revolver forward, knocking the man's head to the side. He roared, "Hey, you fucking slave owner's rape-stricken bastard, guess what? I'm the boss of the Blood Gang's Pirus faction, the Black Street Gang. Even if I kill you right now, the Addiction Gang won't say a word!"

The Sick Gang leader, with his head down and a touch of recklessness, still declared, even with a gun pressed against his chest, "The Sick Gang will never bow to the Blood Gang. Even if you kill me, Boss Marcus will avenge me!"

"Nigger, you have no idea! Boss Marcus knows a big shot with fucking superhuman strength who could wipe out your entire Blood Gang!"

The man with the money-tailed rat chimed in, "That's right, Boss Marcus's methods and demeanor are beyond your imagination!"

Thor's face contorted with rage as he said, "That damn Marcus? That muscle freak who treats the gym like a sex reassignment surgery clinic? I hate that black guy the most!"

"Godfather, I'll kill these bastards right now, please don't be angry!"

Clearly, Saul had a past conflict with Marcus, and at this moment, he immediately recalled many unpleasant experiences, abruptly cocking the gun and preparing to fire.

The gang members from the Sick Gang all had grim expressions, and it seemed a chaotic brawl was about to break out.

"So, Marcus's out of prison?" Wayne's voice rang out, carrying an undeniable authority.

The black man with the gold chain, whose gun was pointed at him, was now at his limit and hurriedly said, "That's right! You should have heard of Boss Marcus. He knows a very influential person now. It's not too late for you to apologize!"

Wayne said calmly, "Summon him to see me."

Thor looked on in astonishment and said, "Godfather, this—"

The black man with the gold chain felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly pulled out his phone and made a call, briefly explaining the situation and emphasizing the Blood Gang.

He then hung up the phone, a smug look on the black man's face. He said, "Boss Marcus is on his way. It's too late for you fucking idiots to beg for mercy now. You're all finished—"

Before he could finish a sentence, Saul smashed a rifle butt into his face, and blood immediately gushed out.

The black man with the gold chain covered his face and said fiercely, "Just wait, Boss Marcus will show you what fear is!"

Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, and that the black-haired, black-eyed white man seemed to value the gang leader Marcus, and that there wouldn't be any fighting anytime soon, the money-tailed rat also stood up.

He pulled out his phone and made a call, saying, "Brother Yang, hurry up and come up. I've cornered Alex now, which is a relief for our Free Citizens Alliance. Now we're just waiting for Boss Marcus to arrive."

He then hung up the phone, looked smugly at Alex beside him, and sneered, "Alex, you saw the scene today. You may know a few people in the underworld, but you can't compare to our Prince! You're dead today!"

Alex ignored the other party's provocation. After all, things had escalated to this point, involving the struggle between the Blood Gang and the Tumor Gang, which was beyond the comprehension of this Money Rat.

He then whispered to Wayne, "Brother Wayne, I'm really grateful for your help. How about we call it quits today? I think I'll just go with them. I've already contacted the embassy, ​​so they won't dare do anything to me. At most, they'll beat me up."

As both sides continue to increase their strength, it will eventually lead to a bloodbath.

These gangs have survived for so long in the fertile land of America, not just by talking big and doing rap.

If something happens, it's real murder.

When he worked as a body collector, he often helped gang members collect their bodies.

Many of them weren't even deep-seated hatreds; they were just unwilling to accept each other's faults after meeting, and they would start arguing over a single glance or even for no reason at all. As they argued, they would start engaging in American-style iaido (traditional Japanese intercourse).

Wayne smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Brother Alex, as long as I'm here, no one can take you away. Now let's wait for Marcus to arrive."

The man with the shrewish tail sneered and said to Alex in Chinese, "Alex, where did you find this idiot? Is he trying to play Jesus here? Let me tell you, that Marcus boss's ancestors were plantation owners, and he hates white people!"

Alex, too lazy to pay attention to the other party, knew that this matter would not be resolved easily in the short term. He found a few teacups, brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup for Wayne and Thor and the others, and found a stool to sit next to Wayne.

Based on his understanding of Wayne, this brother didn't seem like someone who liked to brag; he was always very steady in his actions.

Since the other party said they could handle it, they obviously have their own methods. For now, we can only wait and see.

However, when he first met this Wayne brother, the other man was a homeless man eating seagulls in a tent. He never expected that he would become the godfather of the Blood Gang and a real street boss. It's really a sad story.

They didn't have to wait long. Just a few minutes later, they heard a series of screeching brakes downstairs, and it sounded like at least five or six cars.

Then a "ding" sound came from the elevator, followed by a flurry of footsteps.

"Those damn Blood Gang bastards, how dare they bully our Tumor Gang brothers?!"

Before the person even arrived, a shout of cursing rang out.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen members of the Tumor Gang rushed into the room, led by a muscular black man.

The members of the Tumor Gang and the Money Rat Tail gang in the room all wore expressions of delight.

The newcomer was none other than Marcus, the gang leader.

Marcus's face was initially full of anger and ferocity. After entering the room, he even glared at Thor. Then, he suddenly noticed something, and his eyes widened like bull's eyes as he strode over.

Thor, brandishing his pistol, cursed, "Marcus, you son of a bitch, you dare—"

The faces of the gold-chained black man and the money rat were full of schadenfreude; just looking at Marcus's size, he could easily beat Thor.

Not to mention the members of these dozen or so gangs.

That Blood Gang godfather is finished too.

Then, to their excited gazes, Marcus strode up to the dark-haired, dark-eyed man and knelt down with a thud.

His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Godfather—"

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