Going inside the eerie torture room, Xavier could remember the time he spent in this place, when he first saw the torture weapons and had a deal with Gian. Here, he made up his mind and offered his alliance with the second boss.

‘This place does not hold good memories,’ Xavier said in his head. For sure, the new person, who was brought here, would feel the same ill sentiment.

“Hmmp! Hmmp! Hmmp!” moaned echoed inside the dim room.

Under the lighting, a man was sitting on a chair with rope binding his body, shackles on his hands and feet, and a sack covering his head.

Xavier observed the man and recalled his past; exactly, he was thinking about his situation two weeks ago.

‘Gian only spared my life because the boss and I have the same face. But will a Mafioso like him would spare this man’s life after abducting him?’ Xavier has doubts. But his plate was full and he knew he had no time to worry about other people.

As he decimated any signs of compassion, Xavier looked at the weapons on t