“Kris!”

“Kris!”

“It’s you. It’s really you, Kris! You’re not dead!”

“It’s great that you’re not dead.”

“Kris, it’s really you!”

“Kris!”

The audience recognized him instantly. He was none other than Wilson, the owner of the underground boxing club. He was the typical Italian, with a burly figure, brown hair, and a pair of dark and deep-set eyes. His face was extremely handsome.

Not only was he the boss here, but rather, he was also the leader of the Blackhand Mafia.

recognized the man. Why is the leader of the Blackhand Mafia acting so intimately with Ashlyn? He even dares to hug

a sense of frustration overwhelm him. When he recalled the fear

than to cut

the audience was absolutely

Italy. With him confirming Kris’ identity personally, no one dared to

Wilson seemed to have shared a very good

had doubted Kris’ identity were cruelly proven

felt increasingly

of her frantically as they did not know when she would reappear. A big-shot like her would not fight every day like Henry.

Huh?

Shadow Way? Is she related to

she felt very uncomfortable. After all, she

me first, Wilson,” demanded Ashlyn coldly.

that you had arrived. I- I can’t believe it. I thought that I was dreaming! Kris, how have you been? Where did you go? If you’re alive, why

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