Hiram entered the room, drew a pistol and shot at each body on the floor— he wanted to return everything that Morris had gone through to these people!
Meanwhile, in the Wolf Gang's under-renovation bar, a few gang members left on guard were chatting.
They were used to staying up late, and even though there was nothing there, just a bit of liquor and some food was enough for them to chat and drink until late into the night.
"Did you guys smell something?"
Someone suddenly asked.
When they had drunk too much, their reactions became sluggish, and the others sniffed around.
At first, they didn't detect any smell, but after carefully distinguishing for a while, each of them smelled a strong scent of gasoline.
"Could it be a car leaking oil?"
Sometimes those old clunkers would leak oil—after all, technology was not that advanced during this period, and it was normal for leaks to happen due to the oil route or engine for some reason.
