As they continued their journey, Newton leaned forward in his seat, fixing his gaze on Grinch. "Grinch, I want you to arrange a meeting with our mob leaders. We need to gather them together in four days."Grinch nodded, acknowledging the importance of the task. "Understood, boss. I'll make the necessary arrangements. Any specific location you have in mind?"Newton pondered for a moment, his eyes scanning the passing scenery. "Same location as the previous ones"Grinch nodded again, jotting down the details on a small notepad. "Consider it done, boss. I'll inform them about the meeting and ensure everything is set."Newton glanced at Grinch with a serious expression. "It's been too long, I need to know what everyone has been up to, during the past two weeks. Make sure to tell them to report something noteworthy. This is the first meeting under the new identity."Grinch's gaze met Newton's. "I understand, boss. I'm sure they have been up to something, and will have good reports to give."

Kira effortlessly evaded and parried several of Newton's attacks. Some of them she didn't even bother to dodge because his wild swings caused them to miss their mark. Suddenly, displaying remarkable agility, she swiftly swept Newton off his feet, causing him to fall onto his back, landing on the ground.As Newton glanced upward, he found Kira standing over him, wearing a wide grin on her face. Overwhelmed by anger triggered by her mischievous expression, he clenched his teeth tightly and promptly rose to his feet, determined to retaliate. However, before he could regain his composure, Kira swiftly swept him back down to the ground.Kira positioned herself and observed as Newton rose to his feet, catching him off guard when she unexpectedly dropped her sword. Signaling him with a gesture, she challenged, "Come at me."Newton found himself in a dilemma, unsure of the best course of action. Should he follow suit and discard his own weapon, engaging in a bare-fisted fight, or accept the c

"Grinch, please join me in the living room," Newton instructed Grinch over the phone.In less than a minute, Grinch appeared, responding swiftly to Newton's call. Newton placed a black bag on the table, containing the items provided by Willis. "These are the tools we'll use to access the secured door," he explained, presenting the contents to Grinch. He then handed the modified phone to Willis, saying, "Once Zach touches the screen of this phone, his fingerprint pattern will be transmitted to this device here," pointing to a small device on the table.Grinch was taken aback by the advanced technology before him. He had only ever imagined using such sophisticated gadgets, but now he was faced with their reality and the task of utilizing them at the restaurant. "Just how skilled is this Willis, anyway?" he asked, still marveling at Willis's impressive abilities.Newton brought Grinch's attention back to the task at hand. "In addition to capturing the fingerprint, this phone will also an

Newton's sprawling estate hummed with activity as five Maserati Levantes occupied the central space, their engines purring. Men in crisp white suits and sunglasses moved around, diligently attending to their assigned duties, ensuring meticulous preparation for the impending task.Emerging from the grand entrance of his mansion, Newton positioned himself on the staircase. Clad in a pristine white shirt, sleek black pants, and stylish white shoes, he epitomized a perfect blend of elegance and power.By his side, Grinch stood, resplendent in a white suit and sporting dark shades, his grip firm on the handle of an M4 assault rifle, while a radio was discreetly concealed behind his ear.Imbibing the invigorating breeze, Grinch drew a deep breath, relishing the anticipation of imminent action. "It's been far too long since we've had some real excitement," he remarked, his voice filled with longing. Newton, catching sight of Grinch at his side, turned his head and nodded in agreement, a shar

Grinch focused intently on the road ahead, his grip firm on the steering wheel as he navigated through the bustling city streets. The five Maserati Levantes glided into the hospital compound, their sleek design and powerful engines commanding attention. Passers-by stopped in their tracks, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected arrival of such luxurious vehicles in a medical facility. Whispers filled the air as rumors circulated among the onlookers, speculating about the identity of the person who required urgent medical attention.Newton wasted no time as he stepped out of the car, his commanding presence drawing the attention of those nearby. He swiftly moved towards the hospital entrance, three members of the Angel mob trailing closely behind himAs they entered the hospital, the scene caused a stir among the staff and patients alike. Nurses and doctors paused in their duties, their attention captured by the arrival of the high-profile convoy. It was evident that someone of sig