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The Catania Family wielded considerable power in Black Street, encompassing numerous warehouses, restaurants, casinos, pharmacies, and more. Tryst had come to one of the restaurants.
"Are we in the right place?"
Lu Ban asked.
"Definitely, I can smell it already."
Shia walked into the restaurant, catching a whiff of the tantalizing scent of food.
This restaurant, situated in an underprivileged area, had no customers at the moment. The employees were eating their staff meal; it was pizza topped only with minced meat and cheese. When compared to the workers who felt lucky to eat animal feed that morning, the disparity was evident.
"Can I have a slice?"
Lu Ban didn't consider himself an outsider; he leaned forward and inquired.
The employees glanced at the gang enforcer who had brought them in and dared not speak or show their anger.
Lu Ban grabbed a slice for himself and then gave one to Shia, popping it into his mouth.