"You, who exactly are you?" At this moment, Wang Weibo finally realized the terror of his opponent. Under the Genovese Clan, there was no one so frightening in the entire Sicilian Mafia. "Are you Raphael?" He kept guessing, and for him, the only person he could think of was the assassin leader who was praised as a legend.
"Boss Wang, we spoke on the phone not long ago. Have you forgotten my voice so soon?" Raphael? This name had been forgotten for a long time, and Wang Weibo's guesses always revolved around the Italian Mafia. Could it be that the person targeting Troy wasn't him? Xiao Lin spoke with his own voice, causing Wang Weibo to widen his eyes and raise his right hand to point at him.
"You, how can you be here? Weren't you supposed to be with the Fatty?" Could the information be incorrect? Not long ago, he received news from the hands targeting the Fatty. How could he suddenly appear here?
