Miss, Take Responsibility for Me

The person in front of her was wearing an LSA shirt!!

Never mind the style or design of the shirt, the average LSA shirt was worth hundreds of thousands to start with, and she, quite unfortunately, just managed to splatter them with her take-out food...

Xu Siyu twitched the corners of her mouth, looked up at Diers, and his expression suggested he wanted to devour her. It seemed like she would have to pay for the damaged shirt now...

"So... sorry, I really didn't mean to." Xu Siyu chuckled nervously while quickly moving back at lightning speed.

Diers hadn't expected Xu Siyu to retreat so swiftly and didn't have the time to react, "..."

Did this woman in front of him know his true identity?

Diers Hilbert, the full name of Diers, was the head of the Italian Mafia RC, and also the president of the global heavy industry group RC. There are almost no major gangs in the world that purely engage in mafia activities now; all of them use businesses, industries or other methods to cover up and launder their identities.

RC did the same, using its heavy industry to launder its identity.

But Italian Mafia RC still holds high prestige in Italy and is almost a household name. They specialize in smuggling, weapons, usury, along with a small amount of drug trafficking and human trafficking.

In Italy, there is a saying, "You can deal with Satan, but don't deal with Diers, he can erase your existence."

Therefore, in Italy, no one dared to intervene, whether Diers violated the traffic rules or committed arson in broad daylight.

But!!

Currently, they were in China!! Almost no one knew the true identity of this foreigner, so why... was this woman reacting like this? Did she know something? Diers pondered suspiciously.

The usually gleeful Roy also became frustrated. He was expecting a decisive exchange between the two, ending in a life-or-death situation, or that their boss would immediately shoot this woman dead. Or, similar to a romantic novel, she would punch their young master, making him fall for her. What an overpowering melodramatic plot that would be!!

But, in reality!!

While Roy was hoping to see some novelistic drama, the woman was retreating, actually she ran?!!

Could she have seen something??

Roy glanced at his companion Balk. Balk still maintained a poker face and said nothing. Roy even suspected that he had secretly got a Botox shot and it went wrong – didn't he find the situation amusing at all? Was he even a human?

Meanwhile, Diers, the person involved in the incident, looked darker and scarier. Roy felt it would be quite normal if he pulls out a gun the next second!

Xu Siyu kept retreating, and bravely under the scrutiny of six pairs of eyes akin to thousands of volts of lighting, she climbed onto her bicycle that she fought hard to buy from a rag-and-bone man for ten dollars, and firmly fled the scene.

A gust of wind blew past, leaving behind a nauseating smell of cheap food.

She left...

And dumped food all over him.

Diers, "..."

Balk touched his nose, "..."

Was he hallucinating??

This was the first time someone has done this to him!!

How bizarre.

Roy glanced at Dier's soiled clothes then back at the girl who was now a great distance away, "She escaped."

Diers face got even darker, "..."

Really? He didn't even notice.

Roy looked back at Diers then at Xu Siyu's retreating figure, "Master, that girl just ran..."

"Shut up!!" Diers roared angrily. Just as he was about to order the bumbling Roy to chase her down and throw her into a cesspool, his pocket vibrated with an incoming call.

Diers didn't acknowledge it at first, ignoring the first five or six rings until the person called back persistently. Now he had no choice but to draw out the slender mobile from his pocket. He initially intended to hang up instantly, but upon seeing the caller ID, he answered it with a sour face. Before he could even utter a word, an angry male voice blasted from the other end, "Where have you run off to this time!!"

Roy and Balk prudently took three steps back upon hearing this.

The man on the phone was Mr. Hilbert, the former leader of the most prominent Italian Mafia group RC and also the biological father of Diers.

An angered Diers squeezed justified words between gritted teeth, "China."

"China?" The voice on the other end of the call was silent for a moment, then exploded, "Diers, you went to China?? You damn brat didn't even bother to tell me, your father?! Do you know how hard it was for me to raise you after your mother passed away?!"