127, Brown’s would be wiped out

Chapter One Hundred and twenty Seven; Brown’s would be wiped out

As Jack Stone and his men walked away from the Brown residence, a tense silence hung in the air. The confrontation had not gone as Jack had planned, and he was seething with anger.

The rejection, the insults, and the defiance he had faced were enough to make his blood boil. But just as they reached the gate, the sound of loud voices carried through the air, drifting from the Brown household.

"You see how they strutted in here like they owned the place?" a voice said, dripping with disdain.

"Chris is better off without those thugs in his life. If they ever come back, they’ll get more than just a verbal thrashing."

"And did you see the look on that leader's face?" another voice chimed in.

“I bet he's used to everyone cowering before him. Well, not here. The Browns won’t be intimidated by anyone, especially not by the likes of him."

The words were like gasoline poured on a fire. Jack stopped in his tracks, his fists cle