A week later, Falcone Estate.
In the study, the atmosphere was depressing.
A fat man weighing more than 300 pounds was kneeling on the ground, with cold sweat pouring out of his forehead.
" Reporting to the Falco cabinet..." The fat man wiped the sweat on his face with a handkerchief and said shakily.
"That... That thing was left behind when the night demon left." At this time, on the desk.
A torn piece of white shirt fabric with a few words crookedly written in blood.
[Tomorrow night at midnight, I will kill you.]
There was no expression on Falcone face at this time.
It was like the calm before the storm. Fatty was so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head and take a look, for fear that he would be killed by the angry Falcone in the next second.
Time passes minute by minute.
The fat man was so frightened that he almost collapsed.
Finally, Falcone, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.
"Our Falcone family has been based in this city for hundreds of years. Many people have tried to shake the family's position, but without exception, they have failed."
His Majesty Falco stood up and walked to the fat man.
"If he comes, let him come"
"I'll wait for him here"
"And you..."
Under Falco's cabinet, he tapped the fat man's heart with his cane.
"You have to give me a good welcome to this guest tonight!"
The fat man nodded hurriedly.
He didn't dare to have any strange thoughts....
Before evening, a thunderstorm suddenly visited the city.
Heavy rainfall was accompanied by thunder.
It seems that God wants to wash away the filth of this city and usher in new life for it.
Outside Falcone Manor, at the end of the road.
The light of the street lamp seemed a little dim under the heavy rain. In the hazy moment, the gang members guarding the periphery of the manor seemed to see a vague figure slowly walking from the other side of the road.
"Attention! somebody is coming."
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"Reporting to the Falco Cabinet, the Night Demon has arrived"
"Is it finally here?" Falcone who reached out and took off his reading glasses, smiled calmly and said.
"Let's get started, let them entertain our Mr. Night Demon well."
"Yes, Lord Falcone."
The men followed the order and went down.
In the study, Mr. Falcone once again put on his reading glasses and continued reading the book in his hand.
"Do you know why the old fisherman releases all the fish he catches?"
Suddenly, Mr. Falco asked the air in the study.
After a while, there was no response.
He raised his head and looked at the corner of the study.
The tall figure was sitting quietly on the chair, motionless.
"He was just enjoying fishing. Falcone said with a faint smile.
"Mr. Winter Soldier, will you enjoy the process of hunting prey?"
The tall man sitting on that chair said nothing, as if he didn't hear what Falco's cabinet said at all.