Novel & Cerita Sao Bosses

And the oldest, Giacomo, grey temples, Roman accent thick as supplì—his own countryman, inside for life since the Banda della Magliana days. They watched Vito the way wolves watch a new dog enter the pen. Giacomo flicked his cigarette away and walked over, slow, no hurry. “Vito Andolini,” he said, voice low. “They told me the Boss finally arrived. Thought you’d be taller.” Vito met his eyes. “They told you wrong. I’m not the boss of anything anymore.” Giacomo smiled without warmth. “In here, everyone’s something. Question is what you’re willing to pay to become it again.”

"The Boss." That he did. He made sure Gina's path was laid clear. Gina contemplated and enjoyed that fact. She also realized that Portland's moment would happen more with Rhonda as she was now his executive assistant. Between her bright future and her old assistant position, it should've been a clear preference. Yet, at that moment, such clarity wasn't present in Gina's mind. "Gina, does it occur to you that The Boss has given you two big accounts, Trelleco and the Portland's? The ones in which he would involve himself directly, just so he could continue to have you close to him but in a different capacity."

"Aren't you supposed to be the man, Augheimer? Why the sorry face now, huh? Is it because of Boss over here?" "I'm telling you, Boss is a middle dimension cultivator who's cultivated here for two thousand years. And you… you're nothing more than a lowly cultivator from a lower dimension." "I doubt that old friend of yours is coming today, ha! Boss is going to shred your face, and then your clothes, and then you're going to freeze to death right here."

Just when he was thinking how he could release his anger, Anthony had conveniently been there. Of course, Dominic would hit him! "Anthony, are you alright?" Stella quickly asked with concern. Anthony was suppressing his fury as well. He raised his arm and pushed Stella onto the floor. "Get lost!" Stella felt wronged. In the main arena area, the top bosses strode in one after another. "Look, those are our legendary bigwigs in Tiusto City, Tyga and Mason! Although the two of them have retired for many years, they're still domineering as ever!"

"Not an easy one. I need information about your boss." Sanchez nodded since things were making sense. He's gonna be saving his family and earning more money. "Okay. I don't know who my boss is, we only take orders from a man called Jaguar. He's the assistant of the boss himself." "Then find a way to get to the boss." "There's only one way, Mr. Black and that's to destroy the business he's about to venture on here in the country," Sanchez informed. "And what is that business?" Alex inquired.

He looks at me confused and a little angry before saying, “The boss wants your mate… We know you have her and that you have claimed her, but the Boss can rectify that once she is in his possession.” “Who is this, Boss? And who are you?” “The Boss is the Boss… My name is Myles.” “Well Myles, as you can see, my mate is not here… So how about you take your dogs and leave the territory before we have to make you.” I quickly link Zaire, “Is backup coming?” “Yes, Alpha. We will be surrounded by our warriors within the next few minutes.” “Good, they are to capture, not kill, unless they have no other choice.”

I roared sadistically, reading the reports. “There are three main bosses we captured from yesterday’s raid. The co-workers were already dead by our warriors in the fight,” Logan informed with a satisfied smile. Hmm, at least it gives peace to my heart. I don’t want any of them to stay alive. Even if I turn those three bosses into corps, I’m sure Michael will not allow them easy death. This thought made me laugh. “Vivian Richards, the manager of blood trading and slave trading,” I read further.” Paul, the manager of the blood trade and Saken, the manager of organ trafficking.”

Three massive figures stepped out. They were ten feet tall, clad in golden armor that shone like the sun. They wielded massive hammers and shields. They didn't look like monsters. They looked like angels. BOSS DETECTED: THE SERAPHIM. LEVEL: 99. TYPE: ANTI-VIRUS PROTOCOL. "They're hunting the glitches," Jax said, gripping his data-sword. "They delete anything that doesn't follow the script. They've already deleted the Merchant's Guild."