America 1919

"Wait a minute!"

As the two of them reached the door, Fei Jackson called out to them and then stood up, saying, "I'll go with you two!"

Although Fei Jackson looked down upon Tyrone Capello and Joachim Lang, he still wanted to see how they would handle the situation. Of course, he also harbored some competitive thoughts, as he didn't believe they could resolve these issues.

After exchanging glances, Tyrone Capello and Joachim Lang didn't make a big deal about it and walked out of the room.

Car keys in hand, Fei Jackson quickly followed!

By the time he reached the Surf Hotel parking lot, he saw the two of them already sitting in the car, and next to their vehicle was a truck, with several people sitting inside as well.

Just as Fei Jackson was about to drive his own car, Tyrone Capello called out, "Mr. Jackson, there's no need for all that trouble, just come with us in our car!"

Fei Jackson chuckled and shook his head, still getting into his own car.

"Why did you even call him?"

Joachim Lang, sitting in the passenger seat, shifted his body uneasily. His corpulent figure made him uncomfortable.

Tyrone Capello laughed and said, "The boss asked us to help him, and besides, he's now one of the boss's men. We have no need to be on bad terms with him."

Joachim Lang grumbled, "We're from the same village as the boss!"

Tyrone Capello just smiled without a reply and started the car, leaving the place. Fei Jackson followed them, the two sedans and one truck quickly arriving at Memphis Street in the North District.

Toris Roche lived there.

Seeing Tyrone Capello and Joachim Lang get out of the car, Fei Jackson also disembarked, then noticed five or six people getting out of the truck behind them.

All these people were wielding clubs!

"You two come up with us, the rest wait here!"

Tyrone Capello casually picked two men, then turned to Fei Jackson, "Mr. Jackson, let's go up!"

Fei Jackson had some idea of the method they planned to use and said worriedly, "Doing this could harm the boss's reputation!"

Joachim Lang huffed, "The boss's orders cannot be carried out in Atlantic City, that's what would truly damage the boss's prestige!"

After finishing his statement, he limped ahead into the apartment building, with Fei Jackson following.

Upon reaching the third floor, they arrived at Toris Roche's doorstep. Before Fei Jackson could knock, Tyrone Capello gestured to the men he had brought, who stepped forward and kicked the door open with a single blow.

The sudden intrusion startled the occupants of the living room.

The man was wearing only a pair of shorts and holding a beer, while a black woman with a one- or two-year-old child in her arms walked out of the bedroom.

These were Thomas Roche, his wife, and their young son. Fei Jackson knew they also had an older son who was currently working hard at the docks.

Thomas Roche was an outer member of Bart Bield's forces. Before this, he had been a bellboy at a hotel.

There were frequent complaints of theft from guests, but there was no evidence that it was Thomas Roche's doing.

Thomas Roche did not recognize Tyrone Capello or Joachim Lang, but he did recognize Fei Jackson.

"Mr. Jackson, didn't I say I would leave in a couple of days? But you know our family's situation. Shouldn't we be given some time to sort things out?"

Fei Jackson frowned slightly, having heard this excuse several times before.

"I have to find a place to live in the new city, too, don't I? Do you expect me to die outside Atlantic City?"

Thomas Roche continued with his reasoning.

"If other people hear about this, wouldn't they speak ill of Mr. Block?"

After two encounters, Thomas Roche had already figured out Fei Jackson's psyche; usually, a few words like these would make him compromise!

But this time, Thomas Roche clearly chose the wrong method.

Joachim Lang was unconcerned with Thomas Roche's excuses, bluntly saying, "Thomas Roche, you've violated Atlantic City's rules, and it's not just you, your wife, and your son who works at the docks for sheltering you, are also breaching the Atlantic City regulations. Now you must leave Atlantic City. For this house, the company will compensate you at market rate. You have half an hour to pack your belongings; if you haven't left after half an hour, we will take forcible measures!"

Upon hearing this, Thomas Roche's wife's face collapsed, and Thomas himself, initially not comprehending, then abruptly snatched a kitchen knife from the table and shouted.

"I'd like to see who dares to make us leave; I'll fight them with my life!"

Seeing Thomas Roche's action, his wife reacted, pushing open the window and starting to shout loudly, declaring that Joachim Lang and others were evicting them by force!

Such cries quickly attracted quite a crowd focusing on this incident.

Fei Jackson frowned at these developments, knowing that if things escalated, it would be difficult to resolve.

Joachim Lang scoffed, pulling out a handgun from his pocket, and said to Thomas Roche, "If you dare make a move, I will shoot. You can rest assured, I'm a good shot, guaranteed to send you on your way with one bullet!"