The Established Siblings Of The Pack

Chapter 501

Chapter 501 One Gun Each

"Do it as soon as possible before anything changes!" Kingsley glanced at his wristwatch before saying, "If it's possible, set the date for the talk to today. I'll go and talk to him personally."

"You'll go alone?" Hearing that, Lancer hurriedly said, "Then, I'll bring two people and come with you in disguise!"

Kingsley's fingers gently drummed the steering wheel. "No, you look too much like soldiers. I've decided to take Kenny with me. Contact Mr. Field now and tell me the time and location of the meeting."

"Yes, Ares!"

…

Not long later, Lancer called him again.

"Boss, they've agreed to meet up tonight. He set the location at Golden Bar, and the time is tonight at eight. He said to order a glass of sparkling water at the bar, and after he has confirmed your identity, he'll come to you first." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"All right, got it."

After hanging up, Kingsley couldn't help but think that this Sweoyan really was cunning. Not only did he set the location at a crowded and noisy bar, but he also wanted him to show his face first. After all, it was extremely rare for someone to only order a glass of sparkling water in a bar, so they would be able to recognize him at a glance, while they could hide among the crowd and make sure that the surroundings were free of danger before making their appearance.

Kingsley's lips curled upward. "They're nothing but bait. No matter how cunning they are, they won't be able to make a difference!"

At that thought, he immediately drove back to Reene's residence.

When it was around seven in the evening, Kenny showed up at Reene's manor with five burly men for his rendezvous with Kingsley. When Kingsley entered the minivan, he was met with a heavy atmosphere.

He jolted slightly in surprise. "Advisor Shane, we're going to have a talk before doing business with them; why are you acting like we're going to war?"

"Boss Nicholson, didn't you tell me to bring a few men who are good at combat?" Kenny said, "I assumed that we must be dealing with someone dangerous for you to make that order." He pointed at the muscular men. "These are five of my most skilled warriors. Each of them can easily take on ten men alone!"

Upon seeing their solemn expressions as if they were about to face a huge battle, Kingsley said with a smile, "I told you to bring some men who are skilled at combat as a precaution. Actually, if things really get physical today, I don't think they'll be enough even if each of them takes on ten men alone."

"W-What?!" Kenny and the others looked at him in shock. "Not even if they take on ten men alone? Who exactly is our opponent?"

"You don't have to worry about that for now." Kingsley pulled out a few guns from his bag and tossed one to each of them before saying indifferently, "Hold onto this. Do you know how to use it?"

Upon seeing the guns that Kingsley tossed toward them, Kenny and his men turned pale with fear while picking up the guns with trembling hands as if they were holding a ticking time bomb.

"B-Boss Nicholson, we're a bunch of boors who use our fists to fight. W-We've never used this…"

Kenny added in a stammering voice, "I'm just an advisor, and I rely on my brain to get by in the underworld. I-I've never used a gun…"

Kingsley smiled slightly. "It's fine if you don't know how to use it. Just scare them with it."

He then took out two more guns from his bag and shoved them behind his waist. "If anything really happens, I can handle it alone. You can just deal with the outsiders."

The Sweoyans set the meeting location at Golden Bar, a well-known nightclub in Cleapolis. Once night fell, the hundreds of patrons would definitely not be easy to deal with.

Hence, Kingsley gave Kenny and his men a gun each so that they could disperse those outsiders when the timing called for it. After all, even if they were drunk, they would definitely listen to any orders when faced with the dark, murky barrel of the gun.