Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 82 ‘Negotiation’

Moments later, the day slowly began to dawn, but the darkness of dawn still covered Millfall.

As the group of Acolytes and Senior Apprentices surrounded the Fuller family home, Vicente appeared at the beginning of the street where his second local property was located.

Seeing the people around Rory’s group, Vicente scanned the area under his mask and walked quietly toward them.

After a few steps, someone from Jax’s group noticed him approaching and saw the way Vicente was dressed, immediately becoming suspicious.

“Boss, look who’s coming at us.” This man from the Peters family said, drawing the attention of Dax and his younger brother to Vicente.

Looking at the Junior Apprentice, Jax narrowed his eyes, and a smile formed on his lips.

This was what he needed to save Brody and take action against these petulant people!

He didn’t know who this fool coming towards his group was, but judging by his manners, the moment, and the place he was in, it was probably a member of the enemy party.

“Haha, let’s settle this quickly, big brother!” The level 1 Acolyte said to Jax, looking at Vicente and cracking his own neck.

“Hey, you there. Where do you think you’re going?” Jax took a few steps towards Vicente, asking in a tone full of confidence.

Vicente said nothing, but still, his people inside the estate realized he was there.

Rory quickly appeared on a balcony on the second floor and looked out from under his mask to see where Vicente was.

Vicente was only 100 meters from Jax and getting closer!

When he reached 50 meters, Vicente slowed down but continued to walk forward. “You… What are you doing here, Mr. Peters? Do you realize my men will kill your nephew if you keep this up?”

“Oh? So you really are one of them, you bastard!” Jax’s younger brother shouted.

Jax laughed. “If you do, I’ll kill you, asshole!”

“Kill me?” Vicente continued to walk toward the spot as Jax and his men did the same.

“That’s not so easy as you may think.”

Immediately after these words from Vicente, a yellow glow appeared on his forehead, and a Red Pentagram appeared in front of one of his hands. Then, various coins and small metal objects in the area came under Vice’s control and flew behind the men toward their vital points.

In a single instant, more than 40 sharp artifacts flew like projectiles against the bodies of the men in Jax’s group, hitting them in their backs.

“Aaaaagh!”

“AAAAAAGH!”

Screams erupted in the area as all of the men felt pain in their bodies and noticed the sudden change that had happened just 4 seconds after Vicente’s words.

Jax himself became much more serious as he lost control of his body and collapsed as if he had been knocked out.

His mouth and eyes were wide open as he looked at his chest and saw a coin-sized bullet protruding from his blood-covered chest.

He felt a sharp pain in his body and shivered in disbelief at this unbelievable situation.

“You…”

He was a level 2 Acolyte. However, the difference in power between his body and Vicente’s attack was not that great!

Vicente’s power was similar to his weapons. However, unlike his weapons that fired projectiles in a straight line, this black-haired young man could make his projectiles travel in curved trajectories!

Jax and all his men had not noticed Vicente’s attack in time, let alone his power!

“Wretch!” Jax’s younger brother yelled as he felt his body falling to the ground, tasting blood in his mouth.

While the Apprentices in the area screamed in pain, deadly hurt by Vicente’s move, the Acolytes were badly hurt, but not enough to pose a threat to their lives.

Knowing this, even before he saw them fall to the ground in surprise from the initial attack, Vicente clenched his right fist, and the metallic objects in his possession changed shape and ‘stapled’ these bodies to the ground.

Vuup!

Several small steel ‘clamps’ rapidly flew until they clamped down on the wrists and heels of the strongest in the area.

In an instant, Vicente outran the group and reached the door of his estate, where Rory was already waiting for him! 𝙚𝙤𝙫𝙚𝒍.𝒐𝙧𝙜

“You’re late,” Rory said to his friend, sighing in relief to see Vicente back.

“I’m sorry, guys. But now that I’m here let’s fix this situation.” Vicente smiled under his mask but didn’t get too active when he saw some of his key men standing there.

“Damn it!”

“You fucking bastard! We’re going to kill you!”

The stronger men of Jax’s group shouted as they felt their weaker allies die, unable to withstand Vicente’s blows.

Meanwhile, the injured Acolytes had enough to stay alive, but they were all in too much pain to easily escape the “clamps” used by Vicente.

Jax shouted, even angrier than before. “Motherfucker, I’m going to fuck you up! I guarantee you won’t live another day! I’ll put the whole town on you!”

But when he heard that, Vicente stepped back, not wanting to be called that way. “Mr. Peters, control your words, or the cost of this day will be much greater for you and your family.

But I will forgive you for now. Losing a fight is a really annoying thing. However, I will not tolerate your comments. Say a single curse word in my direction, and I will kill Brody.”

“You!”

Vicente said, speaking louder than him. “If you want to solve this problem peacefully, return to your family and bring me the mining agreement papers with the Symons family. I will exchange your nephew for those papers.”

“What?” Jax’s younger brother shouted when he heard such a thing, making a face as ugly as his brother’s.

‘Symons?’ Rory narrowed his eyes as he heard the family name of the only Viscount in the area.

Jax yelled. “Where did you hear that?”

Arrangements like the one he had with the Symons family were not public knowledge. Usually, only the parties to the agreement knew it existed.

Given the value of the paperwork involved in such agreements, everyone preferred to keep them secret.

The fact that Vicente knew about it was a bad sign for the Peters family because it meant they might have internal enemies in their group!

At the same time, with this information, Vicente could easily motivate enemies of the Peters family to act against them!

Vicente smiled behind his mask and did not answer such a question, entering his property while saying aloud.

“You have until noon to decide!”