I guess Fat Tony saw my back, suddenly recalled that incident, and suspected that I was the person who smashed him on the head in the bar that night!
My heart immediately jumped to my throat, my body stiffened, and I did not dare to move. I did not even dare to breathe too loudly.
I was the one who had knocked him out, and Fat Tony was already suspicious! What should I do? He was the boss of a gang. If he came after me, I would not be able to leave Stratford International alive.
Although my clothes were different, my body and hairstyle had not changed.
"Oh?" I pretended to be indifferent but, in fact, was extremely nervous.
"That guy looks so much like you!" Fat Tony continued.
"Well, I look very ordinary, with no special features..." I tried to muddle my way through.
"You really lo
