They Bullied the Top Student, Then My Mafia Family Arrived Chapter 05

They Bullied the Top Student, Then My Mafia Family Arrived Chapter 05

As soon as the Family guards landed, they split into several teams and began checking the vehicles parked outside the school one by one.

Their movements were fast and coordinated.

They were clearly looking for someone.

Nolan sat in the car, frowning as he watched them through the window.

Then he glanced toward the trunk.

I was lying unconscious inside, covered only by a blanket.

His fingers tapped restlessly against his knee.

“Why now, of all times?”

He quickly forced himself to calm down, lowered the window, and tried to maintain his usual composure.

“I’m Nolan Hawthorne, heir to the Hawthorne Family. Let us through, and the Hawthornes won’t forget the favour.”

His voice was steady and confident.

In New York, the Hawthorne Family controlled several docks and major transport routes.

Government officials and underworld organizations alike usually showed them a certain amount of respect.

Nolan was certain that the moment these people heard his family

—

name, they would step aside.

But the guard closest to him showed no reaction at all.

He simply gestured for Nolan to get out.

“I don’t care what Family you’re with. Get out. Open the trunk. No one leaves until we’ve checked the car.”

The smile vanished from Nolan’s face.

The men inside the car immediately grew tense.

“Mr. Hawthorne, what do we do? If they search the trunk, they’ll find her.”

Nolan’s expression darkened.

“They’ve just told the Hawthorne Family no.”

“Just drive through. They won’t actually dare stop us.”

The driver hesitated for a second.

Nolan shot him a vicious glare.

With no other choice, the driver stepped on the gas.

The SUV had barely started moving when several muffled gunshots rang out.

All four tires were shot out with perfect accuracy.

The vehicle lurched violently to one side, slammed into the roadside barrier, and came to a forced stop.

—

Nolan’s forehead struck the back of the front seat.

He let out a low groan of pain.

Then he shoved open the door and climbed out, his face tight with fury.

“Do you people have any idea who the Hawthorne Family is?”

“You have no idea what it’ll cost you to cross us. Get whoever’s in charge out here. I want a word!”

The weapons surrounding him remained steadily trained on him.

Nolan opened his mouth to keep yelling.

Then the door of the helicopter in the center suddenly opened.

A tall man stepped down the stairs.

The powerful air current whipped his long black coat behind him.

Pinned to his chest was the Rossi Family’s golden serpent crest.

The instant Nolan recognized him, his entire body went rigid.

The man looked at him calmly.

His voice was quiet, almost casual.

But cold sweat immediately soaked Nolan’s back.

“The Hawthorne Family seems to think it can order everyone around.”

He paused.

“Go on, then.”

—

“Go on, then. Tell me exactly what consequences the Rossi Family is supposed to suffer.”