The two were sitting at the small table outside the coffee shop. One facing the other. The onyx eyes looked suspiciously at the image of the blonde who was smiling mischievously at the waitress who served a large cup of coffee for both of them. Jonas asked himself inwardly: Who was Chico really loyal to?
Despite knowing the blonde since he was a child, he couldn't understand him, at the same time that Chico seemed to be an idiot who enjoyed ramen restaurants, he exuded a dangerous air exactly like the fox demon tattooed on his body... Kyuubi, the symbol of the Rodrigues . Tattoos were not something well seen in Brazil, in the Western world like the USA it was considered just a fad or style, but in the East tattoos were linked to organized crime and the Rodrigues family was one of the oldest in that field, which is why they had such great power in in that dark world.“Chico may be an idiot, but he is also a dangerous person! But he doesn’t like being part of the
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