America 1919

Joachim Lang didn't care about all that, as he had already gone to ask the manager for a sack.

Tyrone Capello looked at the situation and decided not to say anything.

Shortly after, they saw Harry Sinclair with a stern face, walking out of the tavern.

Since the Ritz Hotel wasn't far from Block Tavern, Harry Sinclair didn't bother calling for a car.

Walking on the streets of Atlantic City, and observing the bustling crowds, it wasn't Harry Sinclair's first time in Atlantic City, but his last visit was two years ago.

At this moment, looking at Atlantic City felt like looking at a new city, as while traces of the old city were still visible, Harry Sinclair was certain that the current Atlantic City was many times more prosperous than it was two years before.

Passing by a theater, Harry Sinclair saw a man in a suit introducing a few scantily clad and glamorous women to the passersby behind him.

With the man's introduction, all these women were from France, and for just 5 US Dollars, one could take them to a hotel for a good time!

In Atlantic City, such things were not uncommon at all, with quite a few onlookers pausing to watch, and some already taking out their wallets.

Harry Sinclair shook his head; if he were on vacation, he might have taken two back with him, but now he really wasn't in the mood.
Explore more stories with My Virtual Library Empire

Circling around the crowd, Harry Sinclair saw the distant Ritz Hotel, and just as he was about to head over, suddenly everything went black...

Then, Harry Sinclair felt his entire body lifted into the air, followed by a series of bumps, and then he felt himself being thrown to the ground, and lastly...

"Who? Who the hell is it?"

Harry Sinclair struggled out of the sack with his face already bruised and bloodied, his body aching so much he wanted to cry.

The intense pain made Harry Sinclair squat on the ground and eventually... he couldn't hold back his tears of grievance.

"Who? Which shameless bastard did this?"

Harry Sinclair sat for a while, struggled to get up, his whole person was a mess, but at this point, he had no other option, regretting his hasty decision not to bring bodyguards with him.

Harry Sinclair staggered away from there.

As he left, John and two others emerged from another corner, watching Harry Sinclair leave with a smug smile on their faces.

"Donnie and the others always call me stupid, but I'm not stupid at all. Isn't it obvious now? With our sack over him, how could Harry Sinclair possibly know it was us!"

With his arms akimbo, John stood there, his face brimming with pride!

Joachim Lang immediately delivered some flattery: "That's right, in my view, John, you are the smartest one!"

John laughed triumphantly and declared, "That's right, I'm in a good mood. Let's go, I'll treat you to ShenZhu Apartment!"

"Aren't we going to find Donnie?" Tyrone Capello asked.

"No need, with such a fool, it's a matter of minutes for Donnie to deal with him." John waved his hand grandly and left with Joachim Lang and Tyrone Capello.

.

Donnie didn't go to Block Tavern until noon, and as soon as he arrived, Nate informed him about Harry Sinclair's visit.

"Harry's here?"

Donnie thought briefly and knew what the other party was there for, so he prepared to give Harry Sinclair the cold shoulder, as his purpose for coming would surely not be fulfilled.

"Donnie!"

Just as Donnie was about to tend to other matters, Nucky, shaking his head with a look of helplessness, walked in.

With a smile, Donnie inquired, "What's got you coming over here? Shouldn't you be on the boardwalk, greeting your subjects at this hour?"

Faced with Donnie's teasing, Nucky replied with a wry smile: "I'd like to, but I just can't, because this morning, in our Atlantic City, a heinous and one-sided assault took place!"

Donnie ushered Nucky into his office, then asked, "Such a minor thing alarmed you?"

Even though under Donnie's management, Atlantic City's safety could be considered one of the top contenders for the safest city in the United States, it was inevitable that some fearless individuals would crop up... at least that's what Donnie believed.

"Have Eli investigate it, see who's behind it, and just arrest them!"

Nucky, sitting on the sofa, chuckled and said, "Well, if you say so, I'll have Eli take care of it!"

Seeing Nucky's expression, Donnie knew the incident must be out of the ordinary and asked, "What's the matter?"

Nucky said helplessly: "I think you must already know about Harry Sinclair's visit to Atlantic City, right?"

"You know him?" Donnie was somewhat surprised. Although Harry Sinclair had been in New York in the days prior, his main base wasn't New York, and the two were not expected to know each other.

"Initially, I didn't!" Nucky clarified: "But you know, we all have some friends!"

Donnie naturally nodded and asked, "So, what does the one-sided brutal assault have to do with Harry Sinclair? Was it his people who did this?"

In Donnie's view, if Harry Sinclair came to Atlantic City, he should have brought at least two bodyguards with him, and never once did Donnie consider that the brutal one-sided assault could've made Harry Sinclair the victim.

"If that were the case, you're completely free to act, I have no objections. After all, I'm currently at war with him!"