Chapter 312 Revenge (2)

Outside the operating room...

The light on the ceiling flickered constantly.

Finally, the light went out, no longer emitting light.

The guards of the Callahan family looked at each other. No one dared to move. From time to time, they would glance at Luciano, who was shouting behind them.

"No... That's impossible!"

Luciano shouted and hung up the phone. He frowned and called the president of the Bank of Boston, Alfonso Salter.

Luciano did not believe that his Callahan Group would fall like this.

Luciano had given Alfonso a lot of benefits in the past, which were just money.

"Hello?"

As soon as the call was connected, an impatient voice sounded from the other end of the line. Alfonso had not had a good sleep tonight.

Ever since the big shot from Washington called Alfonso tonight, there were a lot of people calling him incessantly.