"Haha, come, let us toast to the old man. This time, it's all thanks to him. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to suppress Yi Jianwang's gang to such an extent." In a private dining room, the leader of the mafia, who wore a top-class custom-made suit but had a ruffian look on his face, sat. People in the underworld called him "the Python". He held a red wine glass in his hand, stood up, and made a toast to the master of the Kennedy family who was sitting across from him.
The master of the Kennedy family forcefully suppressed the disgust in his heart. He picked up the wine glass, gave a signal, and put down the wine glass.
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to deal with Chen Meng'er and empty the position of the mistress of the Buyano family, he, a noble of Country Y, wouldn't sit with the people of the mafia. If word got out, he did not know what people would say behind his back.
