I searched and fought in America.

Chapter 102 Tearing Off the Face

The atmosphere in the casino lobby had reached a fever pitch.

The documents were placed on the gambling table.

The terms and conditions were written in black and white, and the signature field at the bottom was empty, as if waiting for someone's name.

Javi stood in front of the gambling table, looking down at the document.

He didn't move.

There was no signature.

He just stood there, like a statue.

Fang waited a few seconds.

I waited a few more seconds.

His brow furrowed.

"Master Javi," his voice laced with obvious impatience, "what are you waiting for?"

Javi did not look up.

Fang's face darkened.

"Sign it now." His voice turned cold. "Don't you want your grandson to live?"

Javi finally raised his head.

He looked at Fang, his eyes devoid of any expression.

Then he spoke, his tone chillingly calm: "Then kill him."

The entire room fell silent.

Fang was stunned.

He thought he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

Javi did not repeat himself.

He just looked at him, a slight, mocking smile even playing on his lips.

That smile was as if he were looking at a clown jumping around.

Fang's face instantly turned ashen.

He abruptly raised the gun in his hand, aimed it at the floor next to Nick, and fired, "Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

The bullets hit the floor, sending up a trail of pebbles.

Nick trembled with fear and then burst into tears.

The cries were heart-wrenching.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, save me! Waaaaah—"

Javi's eye twitched slightly.

But he didn't move.

He didn't say anything.

He simply continued to look at Fang, his eyes still calm.

"Splash!"

A sound of a gun bolt being pulled back.

The Cromi family's gunmen could no longer hold back.

They raised their guns almost simultaneously, aiming at Fang and the burly man behind him.

The Sharp Tooth Gang members were not to be outdone.

Seven or eight burly men simultaneously raised their guns and aimed them at the Cromi family members.

Two groups of people, with more than twenty guns, their dark muzzles pointing at each other.

The smell of gunpowder in the air was so strong it was suffocating.

No one dared to fire first.

But neither of them was willing to put down their guns first.

The elder brother's hand rested on the gun handle, his knuckles white, but he did not draw the gun; his son was still in the enemy's hands.

The three witnesses looked extremely grim.

The elderly man in the black suit who was leading the group finally couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Leader of the Fang Gang, you've gone too far!"

Fang glanced at him and gave him a mocking smile.

"Too much?"

He repeated the word, then laughed.

"Old man, you overestimate yourself."

He took two steps forward and stared at the old man: "Let me tell you, after today, I don't want you to call me the leader of the Fang Gang anymore, but just call me..."

He paused, then said, word by word, "The new leader of the Fang Gang!"

The old man's expression changed completely.

Toothbrush?

This word was all too familiar to everyone present.

In the 1980s, the Deacon was the absolute ruler of Houston's underworld. Back then, whether it was the Italian Mafia or Mexican gangs, they all had to bow down to the Deacon.

Later, the Tooth Gang split into Blood Fang and Sharp Fang, each going its own way and greatly diminishing its power.

But now—

What is Fang thinking?

Does he want to revive the glory of the tooth gang?

He wants to unify Houston's underworld?

Javi's pupils contracted slightly.

Fang ignored the reactions of the others.

He looked at Javi again, his tone carrying an ultimatum: "Javi, I'll give you one more minute."

He raised his wrist and glanced at the gold watch: "If you don't sign within one minute,"

He paused, then pointed the gun at Nick's head: "I'll kill him with my own hands."

Nick was so frightened that he trembled all over, and his crying became distorted.

But his grandfather remained unmoved.

Javi simply looked at him, remaining silent.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Time passed second by second.

The only sounds in the entire casino were Nick's sobs and the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the side.

Fang's second-in-command, with a grim expression, quickly walked to his side, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something.

Fang's brows furrowed sharply.

"What?"

His voice was low, but the shock he felt was impossible to hide.

The second-in-command's voice was even lower: "Old Wolf hasn't been contacted for ten minutes. I've sent someone to check."

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He paused. "They're all dead."

The pupils of the fangs contracted violently.

They're all dead?

Those five men were elites he personally selected; each of them was a seasoned killer.

How could they all be dead?

Who did it?

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, but before he could sort them out, the second-in-command of the Chromie family also strode over to Javi's side.

His face was equally pale.

"Master," he said in a low voice, "the guards on the young lady's side—are all dead."

Javi's body jolted violently.

He turned his head and stared intently at the second-in-command.

For the first time, genuine panic appeared in those eyes.

Kara————

His daughter—

The second-in-command quickly continued, "But,"

He paused, a hint of disbelief in his voice: "The assassins sent by the Fang gang are all dead too."

Javi was stunned.

"Are they all dead?"

"Yes." The second-in-command nodded. "Judging from the traces at the scene, it seems that only one person killed them."

Javi's breathing paused for a moment.

A person?

Killed five elite assassins from the Fang Gang?

What kind of skill is that?

His mind raced, but before he could figure it out, the second-in-command added, "The young lady—she's missing, not at the scene."

Missing.

He wasn't killed.

They are missing.

Javier's heart skipped a beat.

He recalled Fang's shocked expression earlier, and the second-in-command's report that "Old Wolf's side is all dead."

Both assassins are dead.

Kara has disappeared.

What does this mean?

This means that a third party has intervened.

Moreover, this third party killed Fang's men but not Kara.

Jiawei took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He didn't know who this third party was, or what their purpose was.

But at least, Kara is still alive.

At least-

The situation has not yet reached its worst point.

Just then, Fang's voice rang out again: "Javi!"

The composure he had just displayed was gone from his voice.

He took a few steps forward, staring directly at Javi, his eyes filled with malice and impatience: "Thirty seconds."

He raised the gun and pointed it at Nick's head: "If you don't sign within thirty seconds, I'll shoot."

Nick's crying grew louder.

Javi looked at him, then at the little boy with a gun pointed at him.

He took a deep breath.

Then, he moved.

He leaned on his scepter and walked step by step toward the gambling table.

He walked up to the gambling table and picked up the document.

He looked at the terms and conditions, then at the blank signature field.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Kara's whereabouts are unknown.

Nick's life hangs in the balance.

The survival of the family.

His choice.

He closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

Then he opened his eyes and picked up a pen.

The pen tip hangs above the signature bar.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, no!"

Nick's cries were like a knife, cutting into his heart again and again.

But his hands didn't stop.

Just as the pen tip was about to fall, "Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession!

Everyone was stunned.

Fang suddenly turned its head.

Then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

The two burly fanged men who were standing behind Nick suddenly jolted at the same moment, and then fell straight down like two bags of cement.

Each of them had a bloody hole between their eyebrows.

Fresh blood was gushing out from there.

Immediately afterwards, a dark figure rushed out from the shadows beside them.

The speed was astonishing, so fast that most people present only saw a blur.

The shadowy figure grabbed Nick from the ground, rolled over, and carried the little boy away from the spot in an instant.

By the time Fang reacted and raised his gun, the dark figure had already disappeared behind the gambling table.

The entire process takes no more than three seconds.

Dead silence.

The entire casino fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what had just happened.

Those three people.

That dark figure—

Who is he?

How did he do that?

Jiawei stood there, stunned, the pen still hanging in mid-air.

Then he suddenly realized.

He threw down his pen and ran back like a madman.

After running a few steps to make sure he could quickly get into cover, he turned back and yelled at the gunmen behind him, "Everyone, fire!!!"

"Da da da da da..."

Gunshots rang out instantly throughout the casino.

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