From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: No One Attack’s Us

The group watched as the gang members slowly closed in, smiles wide, weapons in hand, and dark chuckles rumbling from their throats.

Memories from every crime movie they’d ever seen came flooding into their minds. The setting, the atmosphere, it all felt too real.

If their bodies were dealt with in a place like this, it could be weeks before anyone found them, if anyone found them at all.

"Hey, kid, you do have a plan, right?" Steven whispered urgently. "Right? You knew there was a chance they’d turn on us when you mentioned having that kind of money?"

"Yeah," Max said calmly. "I have a plan."

Steven and Joe both exhaled in relief.

"The plan is you guys," Max added, glancing at them. "You’re my guards, remember?"

That was not the plan they’d been hoping for.

And it was already too late. The Pit members charged in.

Steven moved on instinct. As a gang member swung a metal pipe down toward him, Steven quickly raised his arms, and launched a fist straight into the guy’s face.

The pipe slipped from the man’s hand, clattering harmlessly to the side as Steven stepped in and drove a hard punch deep into his stomach.

"Hitting these guys compared to students? Yeah, I don’t think I’ll feel as bad!" Steven yelled.

"Help me!" Joe shouted, ducking just in time as a brick flew past his head. He scrambled backward, only to realize two more gang members were chasing after him, reaching out to grab him.

As Joe sprinted around the area, he was quick on his feet—dodging punches, ducking under swings, weaving between gang members with surprising agility.

"Well, if there’s one thing he’s got going for him, it’s his cardio," Steven muttered. "But hey, at least it’s a good distraction!"

Using the moment, Steven turned to punch another gang member in the side of the head—but this one wasn’t like the last.

The gang member lifted a solid forearm and blocked the hit entirely.

Not all of them were going to be easy targets.

Wolf watched the scene unfold from his seat, eyes narrowing with interest. He hadn’t expected much from the newcomers, but now he was intrigued.

"The man in red clearly knows how to fight," Wolf mumbled to himself. "I wonder what he’s doing hanging around the rest of them... is he their uncle or something? Should I report him to the police?"

Meanwhile, Joe, still running, knew he couldn’t avoid the fight forever.

As one of the Pit members charged him, Joe leapt forward, slamming his foot straight into the person’s gut. It knocked the attacker back, but Joe stumbled too, crashing to the ground and rolling as another came in swinging.

He scrambled to his feet, only to realize he’d been backed into one of the rusted-out metal car frames.

"This isn’t good... this isn’t good!" Joe panicked.

The group moved in, fists swinging.

Joe turtled up, twisting his body just as one of the punches missed and slammed into the metal frame behind him with a loud clang. The others hit their mark, but he managed to shield his face, taking the blows to his arms and sides.

"Hey, he’s a quick learner!" Steven shouted mid-fight. "I only taught him for a day and he’s already using everything I taught him!"

He paused, shifting his focus away from the opponent in front of him, someone who, somehow, was still standing despite taking a heavy beating. Instead, Steven moved in toward Joe, launching a swift uppercut into one of the gang members who had been relentlessly attacking him.

"You’re talented, I mean it!" Steven added, ducking under a punch. "And hey, if you do join the gym, I’ll take care of this guy for you!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Joe yelled as he scrambled out of the way. "I’ll join!"

Still, they were fighting against people who knew how to fight. This wasn’t some schoolyard scuffle.

Which meant one thing, they couldn’t afford to underestimate them.

Why... why isn’t he afraid? Wolf thought. He’s not even looking at the fight. He’s looking at me. He’s been staring at me this whole time.