STUNG TO DEATH BY THE BEES
Dressed in a polo shirt and trousers, with waist coast of the same blue-dark wool, and a hat made of straw, a young man walked hastily after Kurt, and he was seen, stepping inside Johji Inn, after his target.

As usual, he waved off the lady's attempt to embrace and dragged him towards their rooms, as his eyes were only fixed on his victim.

"Please let go of my shirts, as I have no time to waste on frivolity," the young man screamed at a determined lady who jerked at his waistcoat.

He saw Kurt enter the section meant for liquor drinkers, so he followed, and sat close to him.

Disguised by his big hat that covered half of his face, his presence remained unknown to his comrade. So he ordered a bottle of liquor, brought out a novel, and pretends to be deep in reading, while his eyes focused on the man In his front.

A moment later, a lady walked forward, stopped close to Kurt, stooped, and whispered into his left ear.

When Kurt stood up and followed the lady, the mafia in disguise quickl
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