Chapter 1879

Waiting in the car, Marion sensed something was off.

He posed as a customer, slipped inside, and drove a razor blade into the guy's throat. Meanwhile, ten others stormed the warehouse and got Drake out.

Looking back, Drake didn't know what had fueled their fire. Because of just an order, they had thrown their lives on the line.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaling a slow smoke ring. "Man, we were so young back then."

He still remembered that winter when the three of them were pinned down in a dark alley.

In those chaotic gang days, the streets crawled with desperate outlaws. They fought hand-to-hand for two hours.

Drake growled at Marion. "We're screwed

frowned. "Weren't you the one running off? If not

asked you to show up? I

talk," Robert sneered. "Brag

iron bars. If the gang caught them,

the enemy closed in, Marion said, "We're down to the

Drake asked, never caring about

"Run," Robert chimed in.


surrounded," Drake

newbies, there is no place to hide! You trashed our barbershop hideout. You're done

eyes narrowed. "I'm

Robert nodded. "I'm right."

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