The four bosses widened their eyes.
What kind of joke was this?
Kill Wilbur Morgan?
He was the son of the next leader of the Morgan family!
"Hahahaha." Wilbur suddenly laughed out loud. "When I was in military school, I heard that you had to pay a price if you wanted to join the Outsiders. However, judging from the number of Outsiders, it didn't seem like anyone could pass. So it's that crazy."
He walked out of the circle of soldiers and walked to Dulson's side. "Believe it or not, these four people wouldn't dare to kill me even if I stood here!"
Dulson ignored Wilbur and said to Sal, "If you're willing to kill him, you might be able to solve the problem today. If not, I'll leave. Whatever happens today, the fate of the four gangs will be up to you."
Wilbur asked, "How are you going to solve it?"
He pressed the gun against Dulson's head and said in a low voice, "Do you believe that I'll kill you right now?"
Killing Wilbur was equivalent to going against Morgan's army. They probably wouldn't even be able to leave the country!
This was a multiple-choice question, and it was an unsolvable question.
Because killing Wilbur was equivalent to the destruction of the four gangs. There was no other possibility. They didn't expect the conditions to be so harsh.
In the past, the four gangs might have considered it, but now that Mr. Fang was dead, the value of the Outsiders would be greatly reduced.
"You can shoot, but you'll die! Even if you're in America, as long as you dare to show your face, "Dulson said to Wilbur.
Wilbur made a fierce expression, but he really didn't dare to shoot.
Because he didn't dare to take the risk. He didn't want to be targeted for the rest of his life because he didn't want to see the light of day again.
It wasn't worth it.
"I don't dare to shoot." Wilbur nodded, but he turned around and handed the gun to Sal. "But I also want to let you know that not everything the Outsiders say is true. I'll show you today that not everyone cares about the Outsiders!"
Saying that, he placed the gun in Sal's hand and said to him, "Come! Kill me and then join the Outsiders. "
Sal held the gun in his hand, but he didn't raise it.
The four bosses were all very anxious.
On one hand, there was the benefactor, Mr. Fang. His help to the four gangs was obvious to all. In fact, the four gangs could achieve what they had today because they regarded him as their godfather. However, he wanted to make such a condition, which could easily lead to the destruction of the four gangs.
But if he refused to completely cut ties with Mr. Fang today, it would be equivalent to being heartless and unjust! This was the most taboo thing to do. The key was that if they did this, not only would they break off their relationship with the guests, but they would also not be able to rely on Morgan. If Morgan was willing to accept them, it would be fine, but the key was that Wilbur did not intend to use the four gangs as pawns. This was not good for them in the black market and the underground world.
Breaking away from the relationship of being a foreign guest is tantamount to losing an imperial sword in the underground world!
But if they really killed Weber, all of their gang members here would be massacred, attracting Morgan's wrath.
To put it bluntly, the four gangs were going to pick a side today. It was impossible for them to deal with them.
On this point, it was actually Xu Cheng's arrangement, because it was time to divide the cake. The courageous would be stuffed to death, and the timid would starve to death. Without telling them that he was still alive, it would depend on whether the four gangs had the courage or not.
Sal lowered his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Wilbur's smile grew wider. He knew that Sal's hesitation meant that he was afraid.
He was afraid that he would make a move without hesitation.
However, just as Wilbur was smiling, Sal slowly raised his hand, and Wilbur's smile gradually disappeared and froze.
His heart suddenly started beating faster. These people were, after all, hot-blooded people. Did he look down on them a bit?
But at this moment, one of the other three bosses suddenly pressed down on Sal's arm and said, "Don't do anything stupid. Although we will no longer be able to establish ourselves in the underground world because of losing our relationship with the guests, don't forget that we have been trying to wash our names clean. This time, although we can't rely on Morgan, we can naturally wash our relationship with the black market and those messy things, right?"
Sal said, "But this b * stard wants us to hand over half of our shares. If we hand it over, how are we going to feed so many brothers? Without the support of the black market and the underground world, how are we going to survive? It's also not easy to commit suicide and wait for death. "
"That's still better than killing us with one shot!"
Wilbur glanced at the boss who spoke in a new light. "You know very well. In fact, with your status in the black market, you don't have to be afraid of losing your power in the underground world, because the guests are just so-so. Don't forget, their boss is already dead, and the disappearance of the guests is only a matter of time."
Sal still raised his gun and aimed it at Wilbur, but he was still stopped by the other bosses, who pressed down on his hand and said, "Give me a reason for doing this."
Sal said, "Even if we escape to the black market, we can still resume our old business, but if we reject the guests today, then we will really forget our roots and lose everything. We won't be able to make a comeback with half of our business here. Don't forget who we were before. At most, we can just roll back to the black market. "
Wilbur: "The point is, can you still leave the United States after you fire this shot?"
Sal said, "I will take responsibility for what I did. I fired the shot, and I admit it. What right do you have to capture my brothers? They can leave, and our base camp will still be here. However, what's the point of living without the black market and the underground world? "
Out of the three bosses, two of them retreated.
They said, "We used to listen to you, but now, you can't represent us."
Sal's expression changed slightly. "You?"
The two sighed and said, "We are willing to hand over half of the casino's shares."
Then they said to their brothers, "Everyone, disperse."
The brothers represented by the two bosses looked at each other and stood on his side, not intending to mess with Sal's men.
"Young Master Wilbur, what Sal is doing now does not represent our position and thoughts," the two bosses said.
"Very good." Wilbur smiled and looked at Sal's brothers with satisfaction. "Your boss is playing with fire. Do you want to join him? Do you know the consequences of doing so? "
Sal's men hesitated. There had been a lot of people just now, but now more than half of them had retreated.
"Are the two of you trying to separate the four gangs?" Sal angrily looked at the two bosses and asked.
"We just want to live," the two bosses said reasonably.
Sal looked at the other boss standing next to him and asked, "What about you?"
The remaining boss sighed and took the gun from Sal's hand. He said to him, "It's not easy to get to where we are today!"
Wilbur saw the boss hand him the gun and smiled. He turned to Dulson and said, "Look, I'm going to slap the guests' faces today!"
(End of this chapter)
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