Chapter 261: After The Fall
Wolf turned his attention away from Max and gave a quick command to the Pit members lingering nearby.
"Make sure Chad doesn’t do anything stupid," he ordered.
The group obeyed immediately, surrounding Chad and standing close enough that any movement would be noticed. But they didn’t need to force him down or tie him up. Surprisingly, Chad didn’t resist. In fact, he seemed more compliant than any of them had expected.
Maybe it was the fear.
He’d already been terrified of the Black Hounds, forced into working under them. And now, seeing a completely different crew swoop in and wipe out some of the Hounds’ strongest fighters, he knew he was outmatched. These weren’t just street thugs. They were something else. And now, they were the ones guarding him.
"What are we supposed to do with the rest of them?" Joe asked, stepping next to Wolf with concern in his voice. "This was a whole gang we just messed with, right? And this wasn’t even all of them."
He glanced at the scattered bodies of the fallen Black Hound fighters, most of them still breathing but out cold.
"If the rest of the gang finds out we attacked them... won’t they come for all of us? Or anyone wearing a Bloodline uniform?"
Wolf didn’t answer right away. His eyes flicked to Max, still unconscious in Steven and Joe’s arms. He had a feeling Max had been about to say something important before he passed out. Something that might’ve answered that exact question.
Thankfully, someone else stepped forward to fill the silence.
"I’ll handle the rest," Aron said, his tone as sharp as a blade.
All eyes turned toward him as he adjusted his sleeves and pulled out his phone. His expression was cold and unwavering, the kind of calm that only came from someone used to cleaning up messy problems.