Chris Shelby whispered, “Hello, I’m here to deliver the wine.”
Hearing that Chris Shelby was delivering wine, Ironheart Steer said indifferently, “Put the wine on the table!”
“Yes!”
Chris Shelby nodded and placed the wine on the table. Taking advantage of the moment, he placed a miniature bug under the table.
After doing this, Chris Shelby turned to leave.
As Chris Shelby was turning away, Jazz saw his back and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
“Stop!”
Suddenly, Jazz called out.
Hearing this, Chris Shelby stopped and asked, “Sir, is there anything else you need?”
Jazz asked suspiciously, “Have we met somewhere before? Why do I feel like you look familiar?”
Hearing this, Chris Shelby was startled. He hadn’t expected Jazz to have such keen observation skills.
Chris Shelby replied calmly, “Sir, please don’t joke around. How could someone as important as you know a lowly waiter like me?”
Hearing this, Jazz thought for a moment and agreed. He used to be the eldest son of the Smith family; a mere waiter wouldn’t have had the chance to know him.
At this moment, Ironheart Steer spoke up, “Mr. Smith, let’s not waste time and get down to business!”
Jazz nodded and waved Chris Shelby away, “You may go.”
Chris Shelby breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
After exiting the private room, Chris Shelby took out an earpiece from his pocket and sneered, “Let’s see what kind of schemes you’re plotting.”
With that, he put the earpiece in his ear. The bug was something he had obtained from Lynx specifically for eavesdropping on intelligence.
After Chris Shelby left, Jazz and Ironheart Steer began their secret conversation.
Jazz looked at Ironheart Steer with a grim face and said, “Mr. Steer, my father was killed by the King of East Coast. You must avenge him!”
Thinking about his father’s death made Jazz clench his teeth in hatred for Chris Shelby.
Ironheart Steer said indifferently, “Mr. Smith, I regret your father’s death! But avenging him is beyond my capabilities; after all, the person who killed your father is the King of East Coast!”
Jazz’s face turned ugly as he said, “Mr. Steer, our families are allies. The Smith family has helped you a lot over the years. Now that my father is dead, you can’t just stand by!”
“And don’t forget that your Crazy Steer gang has a batch of firearms stored with us. If you think you can just break ties now, it won’t be that easy.”
Jazz’s face showed a hint of threat as he spoke.
Hearing this, Ironheart Steer frowned. Their Crazy Steer gang made money by smuggling firearms, mainly relying on channels provided by the Smith family.
Now that Justin Smith was dead, it was a significant loss for him.
Ironheart Steer thought for a moment and said, “Mr. Smith, I…”
Ring ring!
Suddenly, Ironheart Steer’s phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was Daniel Williams calling.
Ironheart Steer’s face immediately became respectful as he answered the call, “Your Highness, what are your orders?”
“Alright, I understand!”
After hanging up the phone, Ironheart Steer’s face turned serious.
He looked at Jazz and said, “Jazz, I have a way to handle those firearms but I’ll need your help.”
The firearms were given to Ironheart Steer by Daniel Williams. Last time Daniel Williams approached Ironheart Steer to support him against East Coast Security Company.
This batch of firearms was meant to aid Crazy Steer in that fight.
However, due to strict gun control in Amerosia, transporting these firearms was extremely troublesome.
Ironheart Steer had no choice but to temporarily store them with Justin Smith.
But unexpectedly, Justin Smith was suddenly killed by Chris Shelby.
This made those firearms a hot potato.
If not handled properly, it could bring down the entire Crazy Steer gang!
Jazz said fiercely, “Mr. Steer, I’ll help you! But you must promise me one thing: kill the King of East Coast and avenge my father!”
Since his father’s death, Jazz’s biggest wish was to kill Chris Shelby and avenge his father.
Ironheart Steer smiled and said, “Mr. Smith, I can agree to that!”
Originally collaborating with Daniel Williams was already aimed at dealing with Chris Shelby.
Now agreeing to kill Chris Shelby for Jazz was just an added bonus for Ironheart Steer.
Seeing Ironheart Steer’s agreement made Jazz overjoyed. “Thank you Mr. Steer!”
For Jazz who was now alone with no resources or power left killing Chris Shelby seemed nearly impossible without help from Ironheart Steer’s forces there might still be hope especially since Crazy Steer had grown into East Coast’s largest gang challenging even East Coast Security Company’s dominance once Crazy Steer became underground rulers killing Chris Shelby wouldn’t be impossible anymore
Listening through earpiece hearing their conversation filled Chris Shelby with disdain they dared plot against him how audacious!
To him neither Ironheart Steer nor Jazz posed any real threat
“Better not provoke me or I’ll wipe out Crazy Steer entirely!” Chris muttered coldly eyes gleaming icily
After they left private room Chris re-entered retrieved bug from under table sneering menacingly “You want me dead? Let’s see who dies first!”
With that he left private room taking bug with him
…
Leaving bar Chris went straight to East Coast precinct found detective Lightning
“Lightning here’s conversation between Jazz & Crazy Steer’s leader Ironheart”
Handing over bug Lightning looked shocked listening recording filled him rage “Unbelievable they dare plot kill you outrageous!”
Chris replied calmly “They seem have hidden batch firearms find them arrest both that’s your duty as precinct detective don’t disappoint me”
Lightning nodded firmly “King East Coast rest assured won’t let you down”
Next day Lightning called Chris “King East Coast discovered tonight they’ll trade firearms”
“You did well keep it up capture them you’ll be rewarded”
“Thank you King East Coast!” Lightning rejoiced
Chris instructed “Tonight gather entire precinct arrest them all”
“Yes!”