Winner Takes All novel Chapter 787

Cheer started to shudder after the call ended. It was not because of the fact that all the members of the seven regions were ordered to protect Jack with their lives. It was certainly worth their sacrifices to protect the life of an Elder pioneer.

What shocked him was he was representing the Mafia boss to command the seven regions! This was an unbelievable honor! The six regions surrounding South Maine were on even keel with South Maine and all of them were on the same status but now in the critical moment, he was being thrust forward to lead the seven regions! This was a huge opportunity to make a significant contribution to the Grand Freemasons.

“Hoof… whether I succeed in life depends on this moment!” Cheer took a deep breath and suppressed his anxieties and walked quickly out to mobilize the forces. He was a smart man. He knew that for the Mafia boss to empower so much power and resources to him because the task at hand was going to be extremely dangerous and complex.

Based on the behavior of Elder Hughes, the situation must be very critical and urgent. Every minute and second of the two days would be very intense and stressful. It would be dangerous at every moment and no time to let their guard down. He also knew that the more dangerous the task was, the greater would be his reward. If it was not dangerous, then why would the Elder look for him? If it was not dangerous, then how could he leave a good impression with the Elder and strive for a better future?

Three minutes were very short but it was enough for Cheer to mobilize all the men within the “Cheer Teahouse”. Jack did not enter the “Cheer Teahouse” and waited outside. At the three-minute mark, Cheer had already gathered the men and weapons and ready for their mission. The scene drew the attention of bystanders along the old street.

Then, Cheer declared, “Elder Hughes, a hundred and twenty-eight men of the South Maine region are here. The remaining four hundred and seventy-two men are on their way.”

Cheer then turned to face the men and rebuked, “Where are your manners?”

Immediately the hundred and twenty-eight men knelt and roared, “Elder Hughes, we are at service!” Their voices and expressions revealed their determination, zealous and courage. Everyone along the street looked in awe and many of them stared at Jack and remarked, “What’s going on? The Cheer Teahouse compensated us ten times the bill and asked us to leave all because of this crippled?”

“Who is that man in the wheelchair? Who knows this man? My gosh, what did it mean for them to address him as an Elder?”

“Golly, this looks dangerous, will anything happen soon?”

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Jack could not be bothered by all the remarks. But now at South Maine, the Bloody Angel organization, the Kool family, and other strange organizations all had focused their attention on him. Now he could not waste his time on other distractions.

“Set off!” Jack ordered.

The hundred and twenty-eight men rose in unison. Cheer brought Jack towards the lead vehicle. Then the motorcade of tens of cars drove off like a slithering dragon towards its battle.