"What, it's him?!"
Enguima's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and he let out a roaring growl: "That bastard dares to come to Hell and deceive me again and again with masks. Today, I must kill him!"
Wayne and Enguima had met three times: the first time on Dragonheart Island, the second time in the Paris Underground Catacombs, and the third time just now.
In those three meetings, Wayne used the Vest System twice, showing three different faces.
If there's one commonality to speak of, it's that Enguima got defeated every time and could never stand tall in front of Wayne.
With new grudges adding to old hatreds, Enguima was already on the edge of going berserk.
It's over. Not a single deal could be made today!
The Lord of Greed felt a chill in his heart, realizing that not earning meant a total loss. Watching the three customers who had found common ground, he couldn't understand what had happened.
"Enguima, you also have a grudge against Wayne?" Soskuna was overjoyed.
