The male supporting character was actually myself.

He kept muttering to himself, but then he slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.

Bella, who was flirting with Joyce with a big smile, paused when she saw him park his car behind her and asked, "Why did you stop? Isn't the race supposed to start at nine? There's not much time left."

"What's going on?" Joyce ignored her, got out of the car, took two steps forward, and asked in a low voice, "Why did we stop here?"

As Jiang Chen listened to the little white cat gesturing and meowing, he said in a deep voice, "I had spies planted along the way; there's an ambush ahead."

"Damn it!" Ed cursed, his right hand already on the gun at his waist. "How many people? Is that old bastard Anderson behind this?"

Jiang Chen gestured a few times in his palm, indicating, "There are about eighty of them, lying in ambush throughout the area ahead, ready to launch a surprise attack."

We've stopped right in their blind spot.

"Seize the time, split into two groups, and flank them from behind; finish this quickly."

Chapter Twenty: Taking a Shot for the Protagonist

“More than eighty people?” Joyce frowned slightly. “It shouldn’t be Anderson. He has no reason to attack us right away and try to wipe us out.”

"It's definitely not. Judging from the looks of it, it's probably someone from the Thunder Gang. The leader is missing his left eye."

“One-Eyed Old Dorn, a powerful warrior of the Thunder Gang!” Ed spat out the toothpick he was holding in his mouth. “We even fought last year. That old bastard shot me, almost hitting my right leg.”

Now that we've met, we'll have to settle both old and new scores!

"Daniel, quickly plan the attack route! I can't wait to get him!"

After a brief discussion, Ed led twenty men to flank from the left; Joyce and Jiang Chen led twenty men to flank from the right; the remaining ten remained in place to guard the convoy and Bella.

"Xiao Bai, you stay here and keep a close eye on things. If anything unexpected happens, throw out the props. We'll definitely be back in fifteen minutes at most," Jiang Chen whispered to Joyce while he was checking the troops.

Finally, I can do some things to help my host and get rid of the title of "useless".

The little white cat trembled with excitement, placed its paws on its forehead in a salute, and said, "Don't worry, host!"

By the way, the main system will probably issue a task later, so be careful!

Jiang Chen nodded to it, and then, together with the protagonist Joyce, led the group quickly into a small alleyway.

[Mission: Take a bullet for Joyce. Reward: One-time use A-grade item.]

Not long after everyone left, the main system's voice sounded.

The little white cat, who heard the notification sound at the same time as its host, stood on the roof of the car, hands on its hips, cursing loudly, "This mission is getting more and more outrageous!"

Just let my host protect the protagonist from being killed, that's enough. Why make him take bullets? Does he really think he can bully people like this just because he's the main system?

You wait!

How dare you bully my host! I...I..."

After hesitating for a while, the little white cat still couldn't figure out what to do, so it just hopped around, bared its teeth, and meowed a few times.

It wanted to take a bullet for its host, but was worried that Bella would take the opportunity to cause trouble. Helpless, it could only mutter to itself, "Host, you'd better find some props as soon as possible, and be very careful."

Taking a bullet hurts no matter where it hits!

Meanwhile, a dozen or so people were lying in ambush behind a low wall in the nearby street.

The leader, Dorn, a one-eyed thug, had a dark, chubby face with a black eye patch, which made him look even more ferocious.

"Damn it, aren't you coming over here?" He glanced at the pocket watch casually stuffed in his pocket and asked impatiently, "What did they say upstairs?"

"Our informant reported two minutes ago that their convoy has passed the Cross Street Church and should be here soon," the deputy reported in a low voice.

Dorn cursed a few more times.

But considering that this was the only road the Owen family had traveled to reach the Central Avenue racetrack, and that he had the advantage of being able to launch a surprise attack and wipe out those lunatics, even though it would require manpower and effort, the final result would still be good.

After all, it would allow them to eliminate those lunatics with whom they had a grudge.

Secondly, if they win, the Thunder Gang can obtain a legal horse racing license!

As the saying goes, killing two birds with one stone.

It seems the boss didn't give away those valuable and beautiful antiques and women for free.

On the surface, Anderson made the two gangs compete for the number of legal documents, but in reality, he gave the Thunder Gang an advantage.

As soon as their convoy got close, several machine guns that were already prepared opened fire on them.

The remaining survivors were scattered, and they were quickly eliminated with a single shot.

The insider information says that all three Irving brothers are out in force this time, which is a great opportunity!

After wiping them out, even if that crazy woman April is incredibly capable, she won't be able to find out who did it. In the end, she'll still hold Anderson accountable, since the three brothers were invited to his horse race.

Dorn grew increasingly excited, rubbing his fists together and waiting for the order to fire!

"Damn it, why isn't it here yet?" He glanced down at his pocket watch again, and two more minutes had passed.

The three madmen of the Irving family usually drive incredibly fast, practically wanting to make their cars fly with a single press of the accelerator. Why were they driving as slowly as an eighty-year-old lady this time?

Stop dawdling!

Hurry up and let us scan your QR code! After you get your reward, you can go to the horse race to see some pretty girls...

Dorn impatiently stuffed the watch back into his dirty right trouser pocket, turned his neck, and prepared to go all out into the battle.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out without warning from the side and behind!

His neck, which was turning, suddenly stopped moving. A bullet flew out of Joyce's gun, and the next second it reached its target, going in through the back of Dorn's head and out through his forehead.

A stream of scarlet blood splattered all over the face of his deputy!

"Bang bang bang!"

Before they could react, a burst of gunfire rang out, and seven or eight out of ten of the ambushing men had already fallen.

In the era of gangsters, leading by example was highly valued.

Just as nobles would charge ahead on the battlefield, Joyce scaled a courtyard wall, guns in both hands, and strode ahead, his open coat billowing to reveal a wine-red lining underneath.

Upon receiving the mission, Jiang Chen stayed close to him, firing shots to clear the battlefield while keeping an eye out for any unexpected situations.

The remaining twenty strong young men, led by their leader, fought with incredible bravery, charging forward all the way.

Besides the people concentrated at the front, the Thunder Gang also had some members stationed further inside, presumably to deal with emergencies.

After all, the Owen family's madmen are notorious in the underworld, and even though no one knows they are few in number, no one dares to underestimate them.

Therefore, the battle here has ended, while sporadic gunfire continues to be heard elsewhere.

“Daniel, thankfully you had the foresight this time.” Joyce watched his subordinates clean up the battlefield, kicked Dorn’s corpse, and laughed happily. “Big Brother will definitely regret choosing the wrong direction. He’s the one who most wants to shoot this guy dead.”

Jiang Chen became alert when he saw that he had already put away the two pistols.

Based on his usual behavior, an unexpected situation should have occurred by now!

Sure enough, just a second after the protagonist lowered his guard, a figure suddenly appeared from the chimney on the roof to his right, raised a shotgun, and pulled the trigger at Joyce!

Jiang Chen was focused on finding his target, and once he spotted him, he raised his hand and fired a shot.

"biu!"

Two bullets shot from the muzzle, creating a distorted airflow; one flew toward Joyce's temple, the other into the trajectory of a shotgun shell.

The two bullets then collided and exploded in mid-air before falling to the ground simultaneously.

"Ding-dong!"

The two bullet casings, one large and one small, fell onto the concrete ground, bounced up with a crisp sound, and finally rolled into a pool of blood.

At the same time, the fish that had slipped through the net on the roof wobbled twice and then fell headfirst to the ground, landing with a few pink tiles on its back.

It was only then that Joyce realized what had happened, raising an eyebrow at her brother. "Thank you, darling. I was so careless. If you hadn't been here, I definitely would be lying here too."

"No need to be so polite, Second Brother. My duty is to protect you all." Jiang Chen was in a good mood after completing the mission and made a playful gesture to the protagonist.

Joyce laughed heartily, "What more can I say about having brothers like you?"

"If I don't take this position as leader seriously, wouldn't I be letting down the Owen family?"

Jiang Chen glanced around warily, then held up his gun and said, "We should go back and meet up with Ed. Hopefully, things are going well on his end too."

Chapter Twenty-One: Power Stratagems and Transactions

As gunshots rang out in the distance, the chubby Anderson was eating dessert fed to him by a beautiful maid.

"Hmm, a fight has broken out." He touched the beautiful woman's smooth and firm thigh and said with a faint smile, "The Thunder Gang and the Owen family both want to obtain legal horse racing licenses, but I can only give one."

After all, that stuff isn't like cabbage on the street, something anyone can just get if they want it.

If I don't control myself, who will respect me?

Assistant Leibo chimed in, “So it’s fair that you let them fight for ownership of this document themselves.”

“There’s no such thing as fairness in the world, Leibo.” Anderson chuckled and waved for the maid to take away the dessert.

He rubbed his hands with a hot towel and forced a sarcastic laugh from his throat. "Although the gifts from the Owen family are quite to my liking, the Thunder Gang clearly wins by sheer numbers."

So I leaked the information about the Irving family to them.

The Thunder Gang had the upper hand and their ambushes nearly wore down those lunatics.

Of course, the Owen brothers are all veterans of battle, having fought their way through countless gunfire. If they aren't killed immediately, they will definitely retaliate fiercely.

In the end, I wouldn't be surprised if it was any gang standing in front of me.

Leibo asked with a serious expression, "You told the Thunder Gang the news, so... what if they manage to ambush and kill all those lunatics from the Owen family?"

April, that crazy woman, is not to be underestimated.

Her two daughters have become incredibly formidable in the last two years. Will they hold us responsible later?

"Hahahaha!" Anderson shuddered as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Laibo, you don't really think I didn't keep any dirt on the Thunder Gang, do you?" He picked up a cigar from the silver tray, put it in his mouth, and muttered, "If those Thunder Gang guys were really that powerful, I would have just released the news of their ambush of the Owen family."

April, that woman, inherited her father's intellect; she's good at analysis and calculation.

When the time comes, it will definitely be the Irving family and the Thunder who clash.

Just think about it, if these two lucrative gangs fight each other and wear each other down, can the other gangs in the surrounding area sit idly by?