Of the voices that sounded, the voice of a person going on a rampage was the loudest.
Ryan suddenly felt curious.
Among the crowd, Tristan, who was previously Enzo's representative, was holding a knife.
"You know who controls this city from behind the scenes?" Tristan really got a big head after taking Enzo's position as head of the gangster. "I told ya, that person is me! All the thugs in this town will kneel down in front of me when they see me, "
"Sorry, sir. I'm really sorry." A pedestrian shrunk wildly as he was surrounded by thugs. He kept his head lowered, not daring to look at all. "It was an accident, I didn't mean to offend you when I bumped into you,"
"Who told you to answer me?!" Tristan put his knife on the man's neck. "Did I tell you to speak?"
The guy was about to pee himself. He was just a clerk in a small shop.
