A group of people were standing amidst the ruins of the bar.
"Say that again. Who else?"
Cornelio's eyes were bloodshot, burning like two crimson flames. He glared fixedly at the subordinate who had just spoken, his gaze venomous enough to tear the man apart alive. His face was distorted with rage, and veins bulged on his forehead like writhing little snakes beneath his skin.
Chapter 214