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0061-Avoja Hitto R.
Author: Calendula
last update2025-01-22 18:39:16
In Aussa Country, a small nation renowned for its wine production, Voss arrived at a luxurious mansion towering in the middle of vast vineyards.

Along with his five subordinates, Voss walked confidently toward the mansion's grand doors, guarded by tall men in sharp black suits with concealed weapons.

This mansion belonged to Avoja Hitto, a legendary figure in the narcotics trade for over two decades.

Avoja's immense wealth had made him the richest man in Aussa.

Beyond that, he was known as the mastermind behind numerous illicit operations that had long thrived under the government's nose.

Voss entered Avoja's private chamber alone, while his subordinates stayed outside, keeping a vigilant watch for any suspicious activity.

The room was filled with the aroma of expensive wine and premium cigars.

Avoja sat in his opulent chair adorned with golden carvings, holding a glass of wine, while two scantily clad women hurriedly left the room upon his command.

"Voss," Avoja's
Calendula

Hi, My lovely readers... If you're reading chapter 836 of my book titled "I AM NOT A POOR SON-IN-LAW," you must know clearly who this Avoja bastard is. Haha. The revenge continues...

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