C409 Strong Killing

In a coffee shop by the side of the road, there was a window seat. Through the gaps between the leaves of a few scanty trees, it was possible to clearly see everything that was happening on the street.

At this moment, a young man with a wild demeanor and a large golden chain around his neck picked up a cup of Mocha coffee, took it in his mouth twice, and spat it out.

He licked his lips