Heller stood upstairs at the Imperial Night Club, looking through the window, he could see several groups of police on the street below.
Some of the police were still questioning his people.
Not just here, other senior officials had also been targeted by the police due to the damn firefight last night.
Will was dead.
Actually, he didn't really care who died and who didn't.
When the Camilla Gang first came to the Federation, in order to secure a foothold, how many people had died?
Back then, it was the real brutal battle, nearly every few days someone would completely disappear from everyone's lives, and some new faces would join.
Heller's grandfather, father, uncle, aunt, and siblings, over a dozen had died, but he never really cared about it, especially after he took up this position!
As long as it wasn't himself dying.
Outside, countless people wanted to join the Camilla Gang.
