Chapter 002: Naihe Island

When Wang Bo and Leonardo arrived at the restaurant, they found a large group of black-suited men already gathered there. They were Adam's colleagues, bodyguards of Carmine Falcone.

Wang Bo took a rough glance and saw about twenty to thirty people.

But this was only a small part of the Falcone family.

As the leading crime family in Gotham City, the Falcone organization was enormous, with a staggering number of underlings, yet only a select few were permitted to live in the manor and protect Carmine.

Adam was one of them.

But Wang Bo didn't really like this job, because he didn't want to protect a scumbag.

He only wanted to find a place to settle down, living a nine-to-five life, or even a nocturnal one, or quietly staying at home, watching anime and reading novels.

Wang Bo did not care about any of the conflicts in Gotham City.

Not to mention his actual job — Wang Bo had no intention of completing it at all.

But heaven was blind—of all the identities he could have drawn at random, he had to end up as a henchman for a mob boss. What a damn mess.

As a core enforcer for Carmine Falcone, Adam knew many things about Carmine, including some criminal records.

After receiving this information, Wang Bo understood these matters very well.

He knew very well that the Falcone family would never allow him to retire.

If he dared to submit his resignation, he would likely be relentlessly hunted down by the entire Falcone family, a pursuit that would not end until death. For organizations like the Mafia and crime families, their methods of dealing with traitors are far more brutal than what is depicted in TV dramas.

Wang Bo was well aware of this.

Because Adam Wang had seen more than once how the Falcone family dealt with traitors, and even he himself had dealt with a few.

With his current strength, Wang Bo could face cold weapons without fear, but he was still unable to deal with firearms.

There was no helping it—Wang Bo had only been a superhuman for too short a time. Even with cheating methods like Ripple Breathing, there was no way to raise his body's toughness to the point of being bulletproof in such a short period.

His strength, on the other hand, had increased remarkably.

Wang Bo estimated that he could punch with at least five tons of force, perhaps a bit more, but probably not exceeding ten tons.

Moreover, his speed had also greatly improved. Now he could run over fifty meters in one second, and could cover a hundred meters in less than two seconds.

If Wang Bo turned into an assassin, it was estimated that no one could stop his assassinations.

But even so, if Wang Bo were hunted by the Falcone family, there would still be a high probability of his being killed. After all, the Falcone family has too many people.

A hail of bullets came flying over, and even Wang Bo would have to kneel.

So before he could withstand bullets, Wang Bo was unwilling to fall out with the Falcone family.

Now he could only muddle along here.

Just treat it as clocking in for work, or else it's showing up but not putting in effort.

After settling on his survival strategy for the future, Wang Bo set aside his worries and enjoyed today's breakfast.

The Falcone family's breakfast was extremely lavish, after all, everyone present was a core enforcer of the family, and in a sense, they could be considered Carmine Falcone's trusted confidants.

Although Carmine Falcone might not be able to call out the names of everyone present.

But as a mob boss, he would absolutely never skimp on food for the people present. Because he knew very well that his own life depended on these people's protection.

So the food, clothing, and daily necessities of this group were absolutely the best.

After breakfast, Wang Bo, like the others, put on his clothes, took his weapon, and exchanged duties with the night patrol. He then patrolled around the entire estate to ensure Carmine Falcone's safety.

However, Wang Bo had little interest in protecting a criminal.

So he went through the motions the whole time.

But in the eyes of others, Wang Bo's behavior was not much different from usual.

A whole morning passed by quickly.

The group began to take turns resting and enjoying lunch.

As the underground king of Gotham City, Carmine Falcone was the epitome of someone who held sway over both the criminal underworld and the legitimate world. Especially in recent years, as his power swelled, hardly anyone dared to challenge his authority.

So this manor was definitely one of the safest places in Gotham City.

At noon, Wang Bo was only halfway through his lunch when Leonardo suddenly rushed in from outside. "Quick, quick, quick, put on your clothes and grab your weapons. Go get the car now—Mr. Carmine wants to dine out."

Several colleagues who were having dinner with Wang Bo immediately dropped their knives and forks and grabbed their weapons, rushing outside.

Wang Bo was still planning to finish his meal when he heard Leonardo's roar: "Adam, what are you standing there for? Go get the car now, do you hear me!"

Wang Bo couldn't help but sigh, put down his chopsticks, and got up to walk outside.

Damn it, I can't even finish a meal properly. Once I'm not afraid of bullets, I'm definitely going to quit.

Following Adam's memory, Wang Bo jogged all the way to the garage and found that many people had already gotten into the cars. He casually sat in the driver's seat of one car and skillfully started the engine.

At this moment, several bodyguards got into the car without a word.

Wang Bo gently pressed the accelerator, driving the car behind a sedan, and left the garage.

A few minutes later, Wang Bo drove his car into the convoy, protecting an ordinary-looking sedan at its center.

On the front, rear, and sides of this sedan, there were more than a dozen cars following, maintaining a very reasonable distance. No matter what situation arose, these cars would calmly provide protection.

This formation, even if it were a head of state on the move, would be no more than this.

“All units attention, all units attention.”

As Wang Bo drove, Leonardo's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"The BOSS's objective this time is Naihe Island. You must do your utmost to protect Mr. Carmine's safety. If I find out that anyone dares to slack off, I will skin them alive."

Wang Bo curled his lips, looking unimpressed.

Still, he felt a flicker of curiosity—Naihe Island was hardly a pleasant place, so why would Carmine go there?

Naihe Island is the slum of Gotham City, situated between the midtown and downtown districts, and is the place that the social elite and the police are least willing to set foot in.

Because the crime rate in this place remains high and the living environment is extremely poor, to put it bluntly, even if the police go to Naihe Island, they must be careful of being shot in the back.

If a police officer really went in there and got shot dead, probably not many people would avenge that officer.

This place is much worse than imagined.