Lord of Mysteries - Chapter 682
This mob boss had a very discernible face. Be it his brandy nose or thin brows, they were all very unique.
Klein retracted his gaze and first went to the bar to get a cup of local malt beer worth 4 pence. Then, he made his way to the railing beneath the second floor.
Although he wasn’t directly under Molsona, as it was heavily guarded, he was already not very far from him.
I’m within five meters… Klein silently muttered to himself, raised his cup of beer, and looked at the boxing ring.
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