Chapter 101 Emily's Brother
As soon as Tyler saw Jesse charging at him, he took two steps back and shout with wide eyes, "Are you all blind? Grab him!"
The shout alerted everyone. A few guys who were about to help catch Benjamin on the right side turned around and rushed towards Jesse.
"Do you dare to fight back?" A burly young man raised the butt of his gun and smashed it towards Jesse's head.
Jesse swiftly sidestepped a bit, tilted his head slightly to the left, raised his right arm to meet the opponent's arm, and, with a snap, grabbed the young man's wrist. Then, he suddenly lifted his right knee, hitting the opponent's abdomen with a thud.
From behind the crowd, Jesse's sidekick rushed up and kicked the young man in the side of the head, sending him flying and landing on the ground with a thud, eyes rolling back.
"You dare fight back!"
"Beat him up!"
After Jesse and his sidekick took down one person, the other side instantly erupted, with four or five people swarming towards them, brandishing guns and short knives.
At the entrance.
Chris, seeing the brawl, immediately urged Tyler, "Just take the people and leave. Don't bother with those unrelated; otherwise, it'll be trouble."
"Whatever happens in Stardust City, I can handle it," Tyler said, hands in his pockets, shouting angrily, "If they fight back, shoot them. If they die, it's on me."
Hearing this, Chris glanced at Tyler's profile and frowned.
By the card table, although Jesse and his sidekick were clearly very skilled, they were outnumbered, and the opponents had weapons, so they quickly found themselves at a disadvantage.
The four or five thugs were ruthless and fought dirty. Unable to catch Jesse and his sidekick, they resorted to grappling and kneeing them in the groin.
Jesse, cornered by the card table, was hit in the groin, causing him to bend over and collapse to the ground with a thud.
Nearby, Emily got up and started grappling with the opponents, while Alexander, seeing his friend about to get beaten, shouted, "Don't touch them. They have nothing to do with this."
Before he could finish, a guy escorting Alexander to the door stabbed him in the thigh. "Keep your head down. Shout again, and I'll kill you."
At that moment, gunshots suddenly rang out in the bar, and the two groups fighting froze.
In the crowd, Jesse's sidekick, face covered in blood, stood up and shouted with a gun, "Anyone else want to try? Come on!"
"You have a gun, we have one too."
"Who are you trying to scare?"
Tyler's men immediately spread out, brandishing their guns and shouting.
Jesse, clutching his injury, got up, his face red, and looked at Tyler and the young man who had kneed him, gritting his teeth. "Bro, we have nothing to do with these people. It's just a misunderstanding. We admit we got beaten, can we leave?"
"Aren't you with the media? Why leave? Let's have a chat!" Tyler said expressionlessly, turning to leave.
Jesse, enduring the excruciating pain, shouted, "I know some people in Stardust City. Can I make a call?"
Tyler suddenly turned back, pointing at Jesse and cursing, "You look like someone with some status. But let me tell you, in Stardust City, you're a nobody! You want to call someone? I'll give you a chance later. Call whoever you want."
Chris immediately stepped forward, frowning, and whispered in Tyler's ear, "These people are insignificant, no need to take them."
Tyler turned and replied, "Are you stupid? They're with the media. If you don't deal with them, they'll slander you later."
"Trust me. That girl has some background that even Terry hasn't figured out. You don't need to take them now. If they cause trouble later, we can deal with the media then," Chris advised seriously, "Our goal is to get Benjamin and the others back, not to fight these unrelated people, right?"
Hearing this, Tyler impatiently replied, "If the media causes trouble, you handle it."
In the small bar, Benjamin coldly looked at Alexander, who shook his head at him.
"Jesse, they're taking my friends," Emily urgently said, pulling Jesse, "That Alexander really saved my life in Pine City, during the Joseph incident."
Jesse, limping, sat on a chair, expressionless, and said to his sidekick, "Call the nearest people and tell them I've been detained by a bunch of thugs and can't get out."
The sidekick walked to the side upon hearing this.
Jesse turned to Emily, his face stern, and scolded, "Are you using your brain? Is this how you do journalism?"
Seeing the sidekick making the call, Emily wisely kept quiet.
A few minutes later, Alexander, Andrew, Benjamin, and others were all taken out of Alias Club, beaten, and shoved into cars.
Tyler yawned, sitting in the front passenger seat, and ordered, "Take them to the south suburbs."
"Okay." The person outside the car nodded and left.
Tyler turned to the back seat and instructed Chris expressionlessly, "This is the last time I'm solving your problems. As I said, the company hired Terry to reduce trouble, not to worry about it. If you can handle it, continue; if not, we'll replace you."
Though harsh, Chris politely replied, "Got it."
"I'll leave them to you, handle it yourself." Tyler, half-asleep, instructed the driver, "Take me home first."
The driver started the car and left the bar entrance.
Twenty minutes later.
In the back seat of the van, Alexander, hunched over, asked Benjamin, "How did they catch up with us?"
"Checkpoints, definitely checkpoints," Benjamin cursed, "One mistake by Robert, and we've been on the back foot ever since."
"Did I tell you to speak? Did I?" A thug in the middle seat hit Benjamin on the head with the butt of his gun several times.
Benjamin, eyes red, endured and said, "We should have fought back in the room. We might have escaped, but why didn't you let us take action?"
Alexander licked his chapped lips. "I thought there was another way."
"Still talking, huh?" A thug raised his gun butt to hit Alexander again.
At that moment, the roar of engines came from the road behind. Two dark green trucks and four off-road vehicles sped towards them.
Tyler, half-awake, looked out and muttered, "Why are there soldiers on the streets at this hour?"
The dark green convoy suddenly overtook on the left and stopped diagonally on the road.
The driver, caught off guard, braked and stopped by the roadside.
On the dimly lit street, the truck's headlights shone brightly. A sergeant in his thirties jumped out, wearing leather boots, raising an automatic rifle, and fired into the sky.
The deafening gunshots rang out, and the sergeant shouted, "Fuck, a drug dealer acted so arrogantly. Everyone, load live ammunition and be ready to shoot."
From the two trucks, forty to fifty soldiers, armed, jumped out.
From the second off-road vehicle, Jesse, with a grim face and a strange gait, jumped out, unbuttoning his wool coat to reveal a perfectly neat military uniform and badges on his chest. He waved and shouted at Tyler, "Come on, Stardust City's most arrogant young master, get out of the car. This time, I'll let you make the first call, call whoever you want."
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