174. I Hate Atlantic City (A 10,000-Word Mega Chapter, Paying Off Debt~)_3

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.