Chapter 22: Making Money
Chapter 22: Making Money
In a corner of the Hotdog Diner, just as Sun Jack was still shaken by Four Ai's deadly demeanor, he suddenly noticed a tall, two-meter man in a sharp suit. The man was Black, wore sunglasses, and carried a red metal-bound book as he walked toward them.
Before the man even got close, Sun Jack tensed up, instinctively gripping the rifle slung behind Tapai. It wasn't without reason—on the Black man's neck was a tattoo of an inverted cross, the same mark worn by the bald man who had severed his arm earlier. This guy was part of the Satan Gang!
"Hey, hey, it's fine, no need to be so jumpy," Song 6PUS said hurriedly, trying to defuse the tension. "This here is the Father. He's already left the Satan BOYS. See? There's a crown of thorns tattooed beneath the cross."
As the man, referred to as Father, sat down with a cold expression, the small table suddenly felt cramped.
Sun Jack buckled up mentally, knowing things were about to get serious. It was clear Song 6 had gathered everyone here not for a meal but for business.
"Heh, let's keep this low-key to avoid any leaks. We'll talk online," Song 6's voice rang in Sun Jack's mind as a virtual invite popped up in his vision.
After clicking "Accept," a simple interface appeared, showing everyone present was connected.
"Can everyone hear me?" Song 6's voice echoed in their ears.