According to Yarebin, Gao Yang didn’t need to personally pick up Justin, as it was safer not to, but Gao Yang insisted on going to the airport himself, and Yarebin didn’t oppose, so Gao Yang went personally.
Why did Gao Yang have to personally pick up Justin? He just wanted to take a good look at Justin the mont he saw him, to see if Justin was setting him up. But to say he wanted to look isn’t quite accurate—it’s more about feeling.
Engaging with Mario, the biggest concern was, of course, Mario’s intelligence capabilities. Gao Yang thought Mario had surely arranged to fully monitor Ro’s airport. If anyone of interest arrived, they could be detected imdiately. Although with tens of thousands passing through Ro’s airport daily, the likelihood of Mario completely monitoring such a large hub was very small, but he couldn’t be too careful. If Mario had direct connections with the airport’s security departnt, it was conceivable he could fully monitor the airport.
Gao Yang regretted not asking Justin earlier about whether Mario had the capacity to monitor the airport. Justin, as the head of the Cicero Family, should know. Even if Justin had been usurped shortly after taking over, he should know so insider details.
The flight they were waiting for landed, and Gao Yang felt slightly nervous. He hadn’t brought a gun to the airport, which ant he wouldn’t be able to protect Justin if anything happened. As for his own safety, it wasn’t much of a concern since Tarta had disguised him as an old man. As long as nothing went wrong in his movents, he shouldn’t be recognized.
Tarta held up a sign with the fake na Justin used when flying, just like other people waiting for arrivals.
Gao Yang stood on the outside of the crowd, his face stiff from the makeup, leaning on a cane, watching the crowd.
As the crowd thinned, still no sight of Justin. As the departing people dwindled, an old man with a long white beard, wearing a hat, slowly made his way to Tarta. The two embraced naturally, chatting familiarly. As they walked out together, no one would have guessed it was their first eting.
It goes without saying, the old man with the white beard was indeed Justin. He really had so skill. Now that Gao Yang had seen many disguises, from Justin’s shaky gait to the age spots on his hands and face, every detail was flawless.
Tarta and Justin walked together toward the parking lot, with Vasily following behind them, while Gao Yang trailed even further back, following them to the parking lot.
All four of them got into the sa car, Tarta and Vasily in the front, while the two disguised old n sat in the back. After exchanging glances, Justin whispered, "Ram."
"It’s ."
Justin reached for his fake beard, but Gao Yang stopped him and said, "No, you look just fine like that."
Justin nodded, the corner of his mouth twitching as he managed a difficult smile.
Justin’s face was also heavily made up, and his expression was extrely unnatural. But after just one look, Gao Yang was convinced that the situation was exactly as Justin had described—it had nothing to do with him.
The gaze of a lively young person is entirely different from that of a decrepit old person, just as the gaze of soone with ambitions will never be lifeless.
Justin’s eyes were devoid of life, completely despairing. When a person is fully despairing and has lost all heart, they absolutely won’t drag others down to rescue themselves. Those truly without hope wouldn’t take such actions.
Gao Yang knew Justin’s situation was grim. As Justin had said, he lost people, money; it was no wonder he wasn’t exuberant. But Justin was a figure who’d weathered many storms. Even in the face of failure, he shouldn’t appear so completely lifeless.
"Buddy, what’s wrong? You look really bad."
Justin’s mouth twitched again before he murmured, "All my people are dead, Ram. It’s not just you who has brothers; of course, I needed people to do a lot of things for , and they’re all dead."
Gao Yang patted Justin on the back and quietly said, "That’s all the more reason to pull yourself together. You’ve got to be strong to avenge them."
Justin let out a faint sigh, "My wife is dead too, and two children."
Gao Yang paused in surprise, "Uh, you were married."
Justin nodded, whispering, "Of course I was married, had kids, but they’re all dead. Mario caught them, first killed my little daughter, then my son, and finally tortured my wife for a long ti before killing her, just to find out my whereabouts."
Gao Yang looked incredulous, and Justin’s mouth twitched as he spoke in a deeply low voice, "Mario t my wife many tis, always very warmly. My wife trusted him so much, and so did my children. Mario was their uncle, but he showed no rcy."
Gao Yang was extrely shocked as Justin continued, "In fact, my wife didn’t know where I was. I regret not telling her; if she had known, she wouldn’t have suffered so much."
Gao Yang placed his hand on Justin’s shoulder, wanting to offer comforting words but unsure of what to say.
Justin went on, "Family feuds are always cruel. Mario recorded the torture of my wife and sent it to my email."
Gao Yang couldn’t hold back, whispering, "That beast!"
Justin sighed, raising his head, his eyes confused, "All my power ca from the Cicero Family. Now that I’ve lost everything, how am I supposed to take revenge?"
Gao Yang said sternly, "You should have called sooner rather than hiding away in Iceland, intending to disappear."
Justin lowered his head again, "What’s the point? It makes no difference if I’m alive or dead. I thought hiding and waiting for a chance for revenge was a better choice, but staying alive hasn’t led to any opportunities, and I even lost the courage to commit suicide. What can I do? I can’t even shoot properly. Even if I wanted to take revenge on Mario myself, what could I do?"
Gao Yang realized that the first thing Justin needed was to pull himself together, so he said quietly, "Well, we’ve captured one of Mario’s people; his na is Fatino, maybe you know him. Also, we’ve captured Mario’s daughter. I was thinking of dealing with her early on, but I thought keeping her alive might be useful. So, I left her alive. Perhaps they could be of use to you as well."
Instantly, a flash of hatred appeared in Justin’s eyes, as he enunciated, "Fa, Ti, No!"
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