"It's you!"
Antoine turned around with a bright smile on his face, but when he saw the person who spoke those words to him, he choked on his words and couldn't help but yell at him.
Michael smiled with a not so smile on his face and said, "So, can I join you, Mr..Antoine?"
The people around him looked at the scene with confused and dumbfounded expressions, and the guards who saw what was happening hastily came over while the security officers of the hotel started watching them warily.
The game paused as the dealer, the players and the spectators around looked at the two of them with either amused or horrified looks on their faces as a few of them recognized Michael.
Antoine quickly raised his hand to gesture for his guards to not come over and then looked at Michael with a face filled with seriousness and dread saying, "Shall we talk someplace else?"
"Darling" the woman beside him tugged at his shirt as she softly called out to him, her face full of worries.
Michael just turned around and started walking away, while Antoine looked at the woman beside him and said, "Take care of our kids if something happens to me"
The woman, his wife tried to dissuade him, but he just shook his head as he knew what would happen if refuse to follow Michael.
And on the other hand, the spectators just watched what was happening with varying expressions on their faces before they went back to playing as it's not their business to begin with.
The woman wasn't in the mood to have fun anymore and quickly called for their guards and started to carry out her orders.
The guards quickly called out their brothers, and in different corners of the city, a few groups of armed people in varying attires boarded their own vehicles and hastily made their way towards the casino hotel from different directions.
Meanwhile, Michael and Antoine arrived at the rooftop of the building under the watch of hotel security cameras.
No one bothered calling the police as they knew that this problem is not something that the police could easily intervene to as it would only bring more trouble if they join the fray, and War Angel and War Temple certainly wouldn't sit by and do nothing if they caught wind of what is happening right now.
"Why did you come looking for me? What do you want?" Antoine asked the moment they reached the windy rooftop.
'Damn it! Just why did I have to meet this bastard tonight!? And here I thought my luck was shining tonight, but I actually met this devilish bastard!'
As the head of the Blackskull branch in Central City, he was certainly privy to a lot of sensitive information, and the young man before him is certainly in one of those files, and one of the people he would never want to associate himself with!
And with how many people of theirs that died under his hands, their group had already learned that taking revenge on him is futile and a waste of manpower and resources.
"Now, now, don't be so agitated. But I didn't expect you to truly come alone, how bold of you" said Michael smiling.
Antoine clicked his tongue and with a snort, he replied, "Only someone who's asking for death will do that, but I suggest that you quickly tell me what you want as I don't want to ever associate myself with you after this"
Michael's smile grew wide hearing that, and even Antoine, who had already had a lot of blood in his hands, couldn't help but flinch and take a slight step back.
"Hehehe, don't worry, I won't bother you anymore after this. I just want a small favor from you"
"What is it?"
Michael took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, and stretched his hand towards Antoine to take it.
Antoine carefully walked over and took the piece of paper from him and opened it, and when he saw the contents inside, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Your girl's cafe? What do you want me to do with this? Wouldn't it have been better if you had ask that f*cktard for help because your girl is friends with his daughter?"
Michael rolled his eyes and said, "Would I be talking to you now if I wanted to? Anyway, what I want you to do is simple. I just want you to prevent the people who want to shut down that place"
"Who?" asked Antoine.
"That annoying old geezer from the IRS," Michael replied.
Hearing that, Antoine couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "That old pervert? Why would he bother himself with something so trivial? Don't tell me that pervert took fancy to your girlfriend?"
"Is he now?" Michael said with a chilling smile.
Antoine could only feel a chill on his back, and he also couldn't help but get confused all this while. After all, Michael could have just asked Jenny's father for something like this, and at the same time, he couldn't really understand what that old geezer, who is known for his cautiousness, is thinking for trying to stick his nose into such muddy waters.
'Wait, don't tell me he didn't have any clue about this bastard's identity? Tsk, that old bastard is digging his own grave, and if it's really the situation, then…' Antoine suddenly started thinking about something that he started laughing inside, while anyone who saw his appearance from the outside would only think that he's being wary and a little afraid of the person before him.
Talk about an award winning acting!
"Okay, I'll do it, but you'll owe me one!" Antoine readily agreed when he thought about the pros and cons of this favor, but quickly agreed when the pros had a landslide victory over the cons.
"I'll be hearing some good news from you then" replied Michael as he watched the man leave while thinking.
'Tsk, does he think I don't know what he's thinking? But I don't mind doing you a favor if that old geezer had really set his eyes on my Amanda!'
