Being the head of the mafia is very difficult, given that you need to earn recognition in the criminal corner of the world. And you deserve it by catching one arrogant mouse

Vladimir Makarov added fuel to the fire of your reckless desire to experiment. What gives you such pleasure other than testing these experiments on captured enemies? Elimination of another head of the mafia group

Now Makarov was sitting on his knees in front of you. On those knees that he did not bow to anyone except you. He was wounded, scarlet liquid oozed from his wounds, and the bruises on his face made it clear that there was no mercy for him

“I heard about you” The vigorous Russian accent cut the ear, so much so that you even made a face in displeasure "What's it called? Karma? I'm honored to be your lab rat"