842 Crossfire

Previously, Phil had been scrupulous toward Lucas's identity and didn't dare to deal with him because he wanted to wait for the Smiths to appear before making plans.

But the Smiths were now slow to appear, and he couldn't possibly remain in a stalemate with Lucas.

Anyway, even though the Smiths didn't appear, the Dempseys had already made sufficient preparations. In that case, it would be better to make a move first!

Otherwise, if they waited any longer, something even bigger might happen!

The young man beside Lucas alone was already difficult to deal with, and if they both made a move, at least half of the Dempseys present would probably die!

"Assault team, come out!" Phil shouted.

More than a dozen people with submachine guns immediately streamed out from the side door of the banquet hall!

At once, a dozen submachine guns aimed at Lucas in unison.

When Geoffrey saw the team, his expression changed drastically.