"Bafil Boss! Bafil Boss!"
In the slums of Mongomo, a dark figure suddenly ran into a mud house, shouting loudly.
"Gewen, you brat, being so reckless again, do you want the boss to get rid of you?"
The young black man called Gewen heard this voice, turned pale, hurriedly stopped, gasping for breath, as he looked at the figure walking out of a room.
This was a man with dark skin, eyes bright as stars but with a cold glint, and his lips were pierced by a silver ring.
"Isolde Boss, no... it's not..."
Gewen's face was pale, waving his hands quickly, speaking incoherently.
"Isolde, you're bullying people again, you brat."
A two-meter-tall black man walked out from the room, he appeared relatively normal looking, and upon seeing him emerge, Gewen looked delighted, while Isolde showed reverence.
Simply because this man was Bafil, also the boss here!
Bafil, a genuine African black man, and one of the uprising warlords, although this warlord was considered the weakest among all.
