Ronnie's gaze followed Francisco's retreating figure until Francisco closed the bedroom door.
"Old-school Italian style," Ronnie retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand, and said, "Classic Mafia behavior. The Mafia has vanished in the United States, so it's rare to see enforcers of the old school, and it's difficult to find such subordinates now."
"Oh, you know a lot about Italians, don't you?"
Ronnie touched his chin and spread his hands, "I knew an old-school Italian. He used to be a capo for the Bono Family. You know what a capo means, right? It means an enforcer. But we just call them hitmen. He was always in New York, but after the Bono Family was completely ruined, he came to Los Angeles. I met him when he was already old, but I learned a lot from him, including... including some tactics commonly used by Italians."
The topic started with Francisco, and Ronnie, looking at Gao Guang, made a strangling gesture, "I just never thought that one day I would taste this method."
