Rocco muttered as he looked at the gun, "With this baby, everyone will bow down—no matter who they are."

He failed to notice the icy calm in Andrew's gaze, utterly unfazed by the weapon.

After Juan and his men took Andrew away, one of the South City gang members emerged trembling from his hiding spot.

He quickly dialed his phone and reported, "Mr. Garner, we've got trouble—Mr. Rocco from East Side just took Lloyd"

Dylan's voice shook with anger as he shouted, "W-What? You idiots! Weren't you supposed to watch Mr. Lloyd and report anything suspicious immediately?"

The lackey stammered, "M-Mr. Garner, this wasn't our fault. The East Side crew came out of nowhere, and Rocco had a gun. Mr. Lloyd had no chance to fight back."

"Those bastards brought weapons?" Dylan cursed. "That old fox Tony's playing for keeps."

"What do we tell Mr. Yates if something happens to Mr. Lloyd?" the lackey asked anxiously.

Dylan growled, "Don't panic! I'll report this to Mr. Yates immediately.