Chapter 148 The Toll Fee

At this moment, Cecil was feeling utterly defeated. 'Am I about to end up on the floor just like those black-clad men?' he wondered. Vantro, known as the infamous Death King, was truly living up to his reputation with such brutal efficiency. Dark Wings, renowned as one of the world's top Mafias, used the finest weapons available. They were not even giving Cecil a chance to fight back. Matthew toyed with a black pistol; then, sensing the timing was right, he walked slowly toward Cecil. Pressing the barrel against Cecil's forehead, he began speaking. "Cecil, did you naively think I'd come here with just eight people? You've been so arrogant in the Triangle District, showing no restraint. Do you realize that everything about you is under my control? If I want you alive, you stay alive. If I want you dead, you die." Cecil was trapped in a loop of information, convinced he was the top boss in the world. He was arrogant but had chosen the wrong people to cross. "By 9 PM tomorrow, I wan