CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 28: PROTECTING MY FAMILY (PART 3)

Helen is one of the most important people in my life, if she gets into trouble, not even a child will get my mercy, do you hear me? Because then, I am a mad demon!

I will not show mercy to any creature."

Garcia clenched his fist, "I understand, Nina’s issues, she has to bear them herself."

"Looks like we’ve reached an agreement."

"Yes, if she has no money, I will only look for Nina."

"GOOD, if you hate that bitch, you can sell her off, anyway, just don’t let her disturb our lives."

"I will."

I picked up the glass on the coffee table and took a sip, smiling at the frightened woman, "Thank you for the water."

"Kenny, is it?"

"Yes, Upper East Side, Kenny Clark, if you are unhappy with my visit, you can find me at the PINK-CLUB in the Upper East Side. Don’t disturb Helen!"

"Juan Garcia!" Little Braids extended his hand.

I extended mine too, and the two hands clasped together.

"We don’t have to be enemies." Little Braids looked into my eyes, his tone becoming calm.

This is a crazy guy, he doesn’t want to be my enemy.

"Yes, we both want the people around us to be happy, don’t we?"

"That’s right. Nice to meet you, Kenny. Juan Garcia Fernandez, Mexican, Z Head."

Z Head, that’s the symbol of the Mexican Mafia.

From Z13 to the Syndicate, these are all Mexican gang organizations.

"Johnny Clan. Kenny Clark, manager of the PINK Club."

"Alright buddy, I will remember your words."

I let go of the hand and walked towards the door, I knew, my threat succeeded.

Garcia won’t trouble Helen anymore, or else, I will trouble his family.

No one can withstand a bullet, if one is not enough, then two.

Once again, I protected my family.

Ring ring ring!

The phone rang.

"Hey buddy, did you sort it out?" Amir’s voice came from the phone.

"Yes, I sorted it out. There won’t be any issues for now."

"Did you kill him?"

"Amir, we are a gang, not hitmen, killing brings a lot of trouble, that is not the first option."

"Then come back, something happened, the Costa Ricans ambushed Johnny, his Lincoln Navigator was shot up badly, now everyone needs to gather."

"Why?"

"Because Bald Johnson had a conflict with the Costa Ricans while selling marijuana on the beach this morning, the other side snatched a lot of our customers, Bald and the others got into a fight.

Johnny took people and raided the Costa Ricans’ kitchen in the suburbs, snatching 17 kilos of ice. They ambushed Johnny on the road in the afternoon."

"Where’s the boss?"

"Scratched, but the little guy Eddy is dead."

Eddy and Bald, they were the support Amir recommended at the time, hoping we’d go find Farrell together, and now Eddy is dead?

Damn it!

"A large-scale gunfight happened, what’s the Upper East Side branch doing?"

"They’ve done almost nothing, dispatched, investigating the scene, now Miami is in chaos. Gunfights everywhere, many gangs are clashing."

"Fack!"

The police station didn’t deploy citywide, didn’t even warn all gangs to maintain order, it’s like usual.

This means, there is a huge force causing chaos in Miami.

The gang territories will be reshuffled, countless hungry wolves howl, vultures circle the sky, waiting for the loser to appear, they will pounce and tear him apart.

The shadow of death looms over every low-level gang’s head.

"Motherfack!"