Chapter 392 - The New Godfather of the Mafia

The elder slumped down on the chair, his hands falling limply. There was a huge hole between his eyebrows. Blood flowing down his face and his wide-open eyes made for a staggering scene. Everybody was in shock and the bodyguards behind said elder were panicking. When they recovered their senses, they pulled out their guns. Mo Jue pulled the triggers in both his left and right hands and instantly sent five people to their deaths.

“Gorgeous Mo Jue’s gunplay is really cool.”

“As expected.” Ye Wei gorgeously smiled in the extremely dark room. Each of them was sitting next to a computer with earphones. “This has all been a scheme from the onset,” she coldly said.

“This is unlikely.” Eleven was shocked. There was absolutely nobody who could plan to this level of detail.

Eleven and Ye Wei were thinking about the same issue and did not say a word. Eleven murmured, “Wei Wei, let me tell you something.”

“What shall we do now?” Eleven flatly asked.

This was Big Boss Mo’s masterstroke. He usurped power no earlier or later, but exactly at the worst possible moment when the international opinion was against the Mafia and the harshest against Louis.