Chapter: 5910

Anthony, who had been watching Amalovichi for a while, couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Amalovichi, do you... recognize this young man?"

Yichen's eyes gleamed with interest as he looked at Amalovichi, his heart already anticipating the response.

Amalovichi regained his composure and didn't immediately speak; instead, he was mentally weighing two things.

Firstly, why would Yichen be here? Was it intentional or a coincidence?

Secondly, Yichen seemed to only have one attendant with him, while Anthony himself wanted his younger brother to take care of Yichen - could Amalovichi borrow Anthony's hand to facilitate this situation and redeem himself from past shame?

Amalovichi knew that this kind of mafia run by Antonio wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone they deemed necessary, but as long as it was confirmed that they were provoked by someone, they would definitely not hold back.

As for Antonio's attitude towards Yichen, there seemed to be no respect whatsoever; perhaps he didn't even know Yichen's true identity.

So, Amalovichi deliberately pointed at Yichen and asked Antonio, "Do you recognize him?"

Antonio shook his head: "I don't recognize him. Just a moment ago, something happened that made me quite unhappy. If you recognize him, I'll settle the matter between us and apologize to this gentleman if you're not satisfied."

At that moment, Antonio's heart was beating with anxiety; he was worried that Yichen might be friends or acquaintances with Amalovichi, and if Amalovichi were to find out, it wouldn't be good for him either. So, he humbly revealed his intentions, which could also serve as a retreat route.

As soon as Amalovichi heard this, his mind suddenly had an idea: "How could I have never thought that Yichen and Antonio would get along so well! This is Antonio's estate, his absolute domain; the entire estate and its surroundings might be hiding countless assassins from the mafia. Meanwhile, Yichen's group seems to only have two people... In such a situation, as long as Antonio gives an order, even if Yichen tries to fight back, what could he do? He would just get beaten like a bug!"

"As for after Yichen is gone, whether the Wanyue Pavilion will seek revenge from Antonio, that has nothing to do with me. Even if I didn't kill him or encourage Antonio to kill him, Wanyue Pavilion won't be able to find any fault with me."

"When Julia loses her father, she might become emotionally fragile and need comfort; I could just take advantage of the opportunity and get close to the beautiful woman!"

"If Julia listens to my words and lets me take control, I can even help her take over her father's position and control the entire New York mafia. At that time, the New York mafia would be like my own private army, wouldn't it?"

As soon as Amalovichi thought of this, he made an effort to suppress his inner joy, pointed at Yichen, and said to Antonio with a neutral expression: "I don't know this person; you two have some personal grudge. You should settle it yourselves."

As he said that, he intentionally pointed at Antonio and smiled: "Antonio, I heard that Sicilians are decisive in their actions, never afraid to take risks, and today is a perfect opportunity for me to broaden my horizons. To be honest, I had considered cooperating with you economically before coming here. However, everything depends on whether you truly have the guts and wits."

Although Antonio was a rough old man, he wasn't an idiot. As soon as he heard these words, he knew Amalovichi's intention and thought to himself: "This Russian guy is speaking in riddles, trying to get me to kill someone for him to see? You think Sicilian men are too old to take care of their own affairs now? Well, I'll show you today!"

He didn't hesitate and said: "I initially thought Amalovichi sir recognized this kid. However, since he doesn't, then I don't have anything to worry about either. Today, I'll personally take care of this kid for him and give him some excitement!"

Amalovichi smiled and said: "You're the master, I'm a guest. How can it not be okay? Everything depends on you. You arrange something for me to watch, I'll watch it. You arrange something for me to see a chicken killed, I'll see a chicken killed."

Antonio nodded slightly and smiled: "Since that's the case, then please lead Amalovichi sir to the wine cellar!"

After saying that, he told his subordinates nearby: "Bring this kid and his entourage to the wine cellar. Today, we'll let Amalovichi sir see how Sicilian men handle problems!"

Julia hastily said: "Father, you can't kill him!"

Antonio asked coldly: "Hasn't he offended me? He hasn't given me the respect I deserve. For a Sicilian man like me, this is an affront. Since he's affronted me, why can't I kill him?"

Julia spoke out of turn: "I was the one who hit him with my car. My heart has always had a sense of guilt towards him, and this incident is all because of me. If I hadn't snuck away, he wouldn't have fallen into your hands today. If you kill him now, I'll never be able to forgive myself! God won't forgive me either!"

Antonio's expression slightly faltered before he smiled again: "My child, don't worry. God will forgive every son who ventures out from Sicily, and of course, He will also forgive yours." JrNovels.com