From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Flames on the Same Street

Chad could only stand there, staring at the chaos before him in wide-eyed awe. He’d seen fights before, small ones, quick bursts of violence in back alleys or behind closed doors. He’d seen the Black Hounds handle unruly guests, the kind of beatdowns that sent a message loud and clear.

Even those short, sharp skirmishes had rattled him to his core. The way those men moved, the force behind their blows, he’d known instantly that they could take down his guards without breaking a sweat.

But this... this was on another level entirely. A large-scale fight, dozens upon dozens of people clashing all at once, and somehow, no one outside this street even knew it was happening. It was chaos, but it was organized chaos.

And every single fighter wearing that black-and-red insignia belonged to Max.

How did he even pull this off? Chad thought, his mind scrambling for answers. How did he manage to gather so many people under him? Did he pay them all?

Then he hesitated, frowning. No... I even paid Dipter once, and in the end, his group still turned on me. Sure, you could hire this many people to fight, but to stand toe-to-toe with gangsters?

He narrowed his eyes, trying to make sense of it. Maybe that’s why they’re fighting. They’re high school kids, they don’t understand the danger. They think they’re untouchable, blinded by a bit of money.

"You’re an idiot," Sandra’s voice cut through his thoughts like a knife. She stepped up beside him, arms crossed, eyes locked on the scene. "I can tell exactly what you’re thinking as you stand here gawking. Let me make it clear, " her tone sharpened, ", not a single one of them is getting paid to fight like you think."

She jerked her chin toward the melee. "If they were, do you honestly believe they’d fight this hard? That they’d wear that uniform with pride? The Bloodline Group isn’t here for a paycheck. They’re here because they chose to be."

Her gaze followed the fighters, and her voice softened, almost reluctantly. "Max is someone they’ve all chosen to follow in this moment. He’s... a natural leader."

Sandra didn’t say the rest out loud, but the thought lingered heavy in her chest. To her, Wolf was a natural leader too. Yet here they were, fighting in the same battle but not as one unit. Wolf had joined without the rest of the Pit members because of a personal matter that had pulled them away.

And that worried her. Because when two flames burned side by side, one always risked being swallowed by the other. Right now, Max’s fire was burning higher, brighter, threatening to draw in everything around it, including Wolf’s.

On the street below, those two flames stood shoulder to shoulder, Wolf clad in gold, Max in black.

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