The auction, in the south side of the city.
Rosemary had passed the verification and brought Jack to private booth number 3. Soon after, their whereabouts were reported to the boss of Mafia Wolf.
"Boss, the guys from Mafia Flame are here! Didn't expect them to have the guts to step onto our turf. It's just what you wanted."
"Ever been to school?" Keith took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly blew it in his face, "You seem to know your idioms."
"Heh, boss, you're too kind, I did go to primary school for a few years." His underling chuckled nervously.
But before he could finish, Keith stubbed his cigarette out hard on his head, "I never went to school, and I hate it when people show off their knowledge in front of me!"
"Ah." His underling trembled in pain but dared not resist, he knelt down and begged for mercy, "Boss, you've got it wrong, I'm not educated, I'm only fit to be your ashtray."
Keith smirked coldly, "Does it hurt?"