Chapter: 5961

At this moment, Gustav also realized something was off.

Joseph's subordinates may have scattered in different directions, but these people seemed to be circling around him, some heading straight for him while others took indirect routes, even wrapping themselves around him from another side.

His expression suddenly turned serious, and he coldly told his subordinates next to him: "It looks like Joseph is going to take action today!"

Several of his subordinates immediately tensed up.

According to Gustav's analysis, Joseph was trying to weaken Gustav's strength in the prison, so who was Gustav's strength here? Wasn't it himself?

Therefore, they naturally thought that Joseph's people were coming for them, and each one prepared to face a fierce battle.

The key is that these members of the West Coast criminal organization, although their combat power outside may be strong, rely on the guns in their hands and a ruthless heart.

Give them a gun, and they dare to shoot seven or eight unarmed civilians.

But once they're without guns, relying solely on that ruthless heart, their combat power is not a match for these North Federation-style muscular men.

After all, a ruthless heart cannot strengthen their muscles; if they really take action, Joseph's subordinates who are used to lifting iron every day can easily take down one or two.

Moreover, Gustav's subordinates didn't occupy a superior position either; their numbers were also insufficient. In the Broly prison, Joseph's little brother and followers numbered at least several hundred people. Meanwhile, the muscular men mobilizing right now are around thirty to forty people. If they start fighting soon, it's unknown whether more than a few dozen people from among the onlookers might pop out to join in.

Gustav was hiding behind about fifteen of his subordinates' bodies at this time, looking at those muscle-bound men who were closing in on him with a cold and expressionless face, unaware that his crisis was looming.

He felt that the Roszchild family was just unwilling for him to have too much fun. If he really lost a few of his subordinates today, then afterwards he would have to tone down a bit. But it wouldn't prevent him from continuing to drink, play with women, and indulge in other pleasures.

So he stood up and looked at Joseph from far away, his expression filled with anger mixed with a hint of coldness.

He felt that the next time he negotiated cooperation with the Roszchild family, no matter what they asked him to do, he would have to add one condition: killing Joseph.

After all, as far as the Roszchild family was concerned, Joseph was just a dog they kept in the Broly prison. If this dog died, it wouldn't affect anything.

Full of confidence and arrogance, he had no intention of realizing that it was actually him who would be hunted tonight!

As Joseph's subordinates gradually surrounded Gustav and his followers with a circle, these West Coast people also gathered around Gustav, forming a circle around him.

Full of confidence and arrogance, he had no intention of realizing that it was actually him who would be hunted tonight!

As Joseph's subordinates gradually surrounded Gustav and his followers with a circle, these West Coast people also gathered around Gustav, forming a circle around him.

Ancient Gustav's expression remained cold, even with a hint of annoyance.

He felt that he was the standard, with thousands of soldiers and horses at his disposal outside, but big streets were so afraid to look at him directly that he would pull out his gun and blow their head off without hesitation.

As a result, he is now in a North Federation prison, yet being pushed around by these muscle-bound men like this.

Looking at the disparity between us and them, Ancient Gustav couldn't help but shout: "Joseph, what do you mean again?"

Joseph then parted his minions and walked to the outer circle, looking at Ancient Gustav and pointing at his own group of minions with a very serious tone, saying: "Ancient Gustav, you're indeed too flamboyant in this prison. My minions have been without a real steak for ten or more years, but you get to enjoy the finest high-end cuisine every day!" JrNovels.com