Chapter 2619 High-Profile Moro
Breaking into his territory will then become the target of the entire mafia. At that time, it will not be so easy to leave the country smoothly.
Mandela didn't think so. This time, if Moro offended someone he shouldn't have offended, disaster would come sooner or later.
"Moro, don't you realize that the danger is about to befall you? That person will definitely settle the score with you."
"You want to settle accounts with me? Now I hope he will show up, so that my son's revenge can be avenged. When they come, I will let him die here."
"You are simply a lunatic. I have already said this. It is your choice what to do!"
Moro insisted on having his own way, and nothing Mandela said would be of any use, so he had no choice but to leave here.
With such a careful arrangement, even if people from China come, they will not be able to enter their own territory. There is no so-called danger at all.
After Mandela left his room, Moro put out the cigar in his hand, sat here and sneered.
"How can such a timid thing become a big deal?"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Moro put on his coat and went out to meet the guests who came to the reception. As the host, it was time for him to show up.
Xiao Yi and Lei Shen have been waiting for news about Moro. Several figures were walking upstairs, and mafia bodyguards stood on both sides of the spiral staircase.
Sitting on the chair, holding his chin with one hand, Xiao Yi tapped his fingers on the table, turned around and spoke to Thor.
"It seems that Moro is planning to show up. I thought he would always hide in the shell he made and not plan to come out."
As soon as Xiao Yi finished speaking, he saw Moro walking down the spiral staircase accompanied by four bodyguards. There was also a woman beside him.
The four bodyguards walked steadily, and one could tell at a glance that they were Lian Jiazi. They were always protecting Moro's safety and guarding Moro's surroundings.
"This is quite a scene. The four of them must be mercenaries who have retired from the battlefield. The murderous intent on their bodies was revealed as soon as they appeared."
"It's just some scum. He can't even control the aura on his body, but the woman next to Moro should be no ordinary thing."
Xiao Yi noticed that the woman next to Moro was wearing a tight suit, with blue eyes and blond hair, and a calm expression. She showed a different aura when she appeared.
"That woman? There is indeed something different. It seems that this Moro does have some capable people around him."
While the two were discussing, the short-haired woman turned her attention to Xiao Yi and Lei Shen. Out of a killer instinct, she noticed something unusual.
But when she looked at Xiao Yi and Lei Shen, everything was so normal. It seemed like it was just an illusion just now. She just had to calm down and do her job well.
Moro came to the reception. The boss of the mafia, this kind of aura was really not simple. Their voices became softer, waiting for Moro to speak.
"Originally, my friend Mandela was going to host this cocktail party, but this time I took care of it, so I could also entertain my friend."
Mandela stood up and nodded facing the guests present. The process still needed to be carried out.
Xiao Yi's eyes were locked on Mandela, and he whispered to the God of Thunder beside him.
"Check this person's information, we can use this person."
"Mandela... is an underground smuggling businessman. He has a company in his name, but it is just a superficial job. He is the biggest boss in the local smuggling business."
Thor had already investigated it, and Xiao Yi had just finished asking and reported the information to Xiao Yi.
"You are quite fast. Do you know what I want to investigate in advance?"
"Don't forget that we are partners who have worked together for a long time. Moro organized this cocktail party for Mandela. We must know Mandela's identity information, right?"
This is the best partner. Before you speak, he is already doing what he is going to do and everything is ready.
"Mandela is a big boss in the smuggling business. Of course, to do this kind of business, you need to be able to understand both black and white beforehand, so he gave part of the profits to Moro of the Mafia."
"Haha...that's enough."
Moro appeared at the reception. Among the guests present, besides Mandela, some people also knew what Moro had done.
Many people believe that this time Moro was afraid of death and was afraid that Chinese personnel would come to trouble him, so he had to make arrangements in advance and hide in his residence without going out.
"Perhaps some of you have gotten some news. Today I will tell you that it was indeed my idea to send people into China to attack the God of Death."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present immediately burst into exclamations, especially when Moro said it himself. This news was so shocking.
Moro is the boss of the mafia. He must establish his majesty no matter what, and by the way, he must use this incident to prove his strength.
"This is what I did. You may feel scared when you hear about that God of Death, but I don't take this person seriously. If he dares to come to my territory, I will definitely let him die here."
Everyone at the reception, listening to what Moro said at this moment, sighed, he is indeed the boss of the mafia.
They dared to speak out about this kind of thing, and they were not afraid of being found by the Chinese. The mafia is the mafia, and they are indeed quite capable.
"You can enjoy the cocktail party today. As for the grudge between me and the Chinese God of Death, it is my personal matter. If he has the ability, come in and settle the score with me!"
Thor really wanted to say in his heart that Moro was really blind this time. Xiao Yi and he were not far from Moro.
"What kind of expression do you think he will have when you settle the score with him later?"
"It will definitely be exciting. This time, Moro is asking for death. No wonder my men are merciless."
Xiao Yi sat aside and waited. After Moro said this, he said hello to the guests at the cocktail party and left first.
Going back to his room, this is the safest place. There are bodyguards guarding outside, and no one will open his door without Moro's consent.
Half an hour later, Moro was in his room, drinking tea while checking the bills. He had to understand every account of the mafia.
After finishing his work and stretching, Mandela walked towards Moro's door with a man.