The Amazing son in law Chapter 6263
Tavo shifted nervously, leaning in to whisper, “I have a feeling they’re planning something.”
Lucas, accustomed to such situations, replied, “That’s typical. They have a definite goal in mind. Let’s just keep our distance and enjoy the show.”
Charlie, with a slight smile, set his spoon aside and chimed in, “What’s the fun in watching from afar? I prefer to be part of the action.”
With that, he rose and made his way slowly towards Gus while Tavo followed closely behind.
At that moment, Gustavo began to sense that something was off.
Though Joseph’s men were scattered all around, it seemed as if they were all maneuvering towards him. Some approached in a straight line, others took meandering paths, and a few even circled around to flank him.
Gustavo’s expression shifted to one of seriousness as he coldly addressed his men, “It looks like Joseph is planning to make a move today!”
A wave of nervousness washed over his dozen or so followers.
Based on Gustavo’s assessment, Joseph aimed to undermine his influence in Brooklyn Prison. But who was the cornerstone of that influence? It was none other than Gustavo himself.
As a result, his men instinctively believed that Joseph’s crew was targeting them, leading them to brace for a tough confrontation.
The truth is, while the members of this Mexican criminal group excelled in street fighting, they heavily relied on their firearms and ruthless demeanor.
Hand them a pistol, and they could take down seven or eight unarmed civilians without a second thought.
However, without their weapons, their brutal instincts and fighting skills paled in comparison to the American muscle surrounding them.
After all, sheer cruelty doesn’t build muscle. In a physical confrontation, one of Joseph’s burly henchmen, who spent his days working with heavy iron, could easily overpower two of Gustavo’s men.
Moreover, Gustavo’s crew was at a disadvantage in strength and numbers. In Brooklyn Prison, Joseph commanded several hundred loyal followers, with at least thirty or forty strongmen now mobilized. If a brawl were to erupt, it was uncertain how many more would join the fray, adding to the chaos.
In the midst of this, Gustavo hid behind his loyal followers, gazing with indifference at the muscular men encircling him, oblivious to the imminent threat.
He believed that the Rothschild family simply wanted to keep him from getting too comfortable. If a few of his men were killed today, he thought he could merely lay low afterward, without it affecting his ability to indulge in his vices.
Thus, he stood up, locking eyes with Joseph in the distance, his expression tinged with anger and cold resolve.
He decided that in any future discussions with the Rothschild family, regardless of their demands, he would insist on one condition: the elimination of Joseph.
After all, to the Rothschilds, Joseph was just a pawn kept in a Brooklyn prison. If this pawn were to fall, they could easily replace him.
Confident and arrogant, Gustavo remained blissfully unaware that the real target of tonight’s hunt was none other than himself!