"Get up, let me see how this palace is ...... than the Louvre" Lin Feng stepped into the Palace of Versailles for the first time, and with an admiring eye, he entered this majestic hall with Seti and the others.

"It should be said that each has its own merits...... "The Louvre is proud to be a collection of works of art from all over the world, and the Palace of Versailles is the residence of the French king...... Just like the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace in the East now......"

"This explanation is more appropriate!" Lin Feng smiled: "I remember that the Bruch family is also from France, why did this become your territory in the end?"

Victoria's branch is the representative of the Bruch family, and now it is no longer a secret party, living in seclusion on a small island in the east, it can be said that it is surviving, and its power is far less powerful than the Fanzhuo family.

"In fact, the rise and fall of the thirteen clans are often changing!" Setie explained the reason: "A century ago, the Bruch family still had a place and lived in harmony with us, but unfortunately in World War I, they gambled on the wrong person and stood on the wrong team, and the strength of the family declined very much, and they had to withdraw from Europe for refuge...... In the future, if they are willing to return to Europe, I think the Bruch family will be able to stand again in the secret party. ”

"No!" Lin Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Why?"

"Because Victoria doesn't want to do this...... Lin Feng waved his hand, "her thoughts are different from most of the bloods. ”

Victoria longs to be a normal person, and it is impossible for her to return to Europe to wade through this troubled water, and if she gets her wish in the future, it is questionable whether the Bruch family will continue to exist.

"It seems so. "Setie didn't know the true meaning of what Lin Feng was referring to, and she had the impression that Victoria was indeed very special, she didn't like to meddle in the affairs of the blood clan, and she was very neutral.

"What kind of hall is this?" Lin Feng and his party came to a palace, and when they looked up, the gilded relief carvings on the ceiling depicted a deity, and the surrounding portraits were all works depicting the king's wisdom and martial arts.

"Apollo Hall, my ......," said Settie, pointing to the statue of the sun god Apollo, "it was built by Louis XIV." ”

"It's him again...... Sometimes I wonder if the Bourbons are your puppets. ”

"Hehe, to some extent, we are one!" Setie smiled mysteriously, "Many royal families and nobles in Europe, before they die, will make the choice of eternal life and join us...... Among them were some of the kings......"

"Sure enough...... So is there still a surviving old king here?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"There is no in Paris, there seems to be one in London, and Howard is ...... for the specific situation" Seti is not sure, the details of the major families, they are all secret!

The elite of the Fanzhuo family are here, some of them are medieval nobles, and they have survived until now, but the kings who once left their names in history have long since died in the wars of the past dynasties.

The Refnos, who rule Britain, are also a thousand-year-old bloodline that is now headed by Prince Howard, who have kept a low profile since the death of King Gondor.

Lin Feng nodded, there are too many secrets of the blood clan, and it is also interesting to be able to dig up new secrets every time.

Out of the Apollo Hall, accompanied by Setty, Lin Feng visited the Luna Hall, the God of War Hall, the Venus Hall and other splendid classical halls, and finally came to the Hall of Mirrors.

The Gallery of Mirrors lives up to its name, the entire hall is decorated with hundreds of mirrors, and the light reflects on the huge dome, illuminating the huge oil painting of the sun god is extremely sacred!

Lin Feng was looking up to admire this peculiar oil painting, when a blood clan hurriedly walked in and reported: "Your Highness, Corleone, they have arrived ......"

"Very well, it's coming soon, tell them to wait outside the King's Waiting Room!" said Settie, who waved his hand, and his men slowly bowed and withdrew.

"Who is Corleone?" Lin Feng retracted his gaze.

"He is the godfather of Sicily, and Olvis is one of his many godsons," Seti explained softly, "We can't find Olvis for a while, but we can find his dad and let him do it." ”

"Oh, yes, you're doing the right thing. Lin Feng nodded in approval, Settie is worthy of being the head of the blood clan in charge of the Greater Paris region, and dealing with the problem is directly to the root of the stakes.

"Let him wait a little longer, and we will continue to play......" Seti pulled Lin Feng and continued to admire the gorgeous and unique halls of the Palace of Versailles, and the group walked through more than 20 rooms, and it was already noon.

"It's time to eat, let's go to Trianon. "Setie is not in a hurry to meet Corleone, so Lin Feng will arrange it with her.

The luncheon's restaurant is closer to life than the hall just visited, and a beautiful table has been placed with tableware and fruits.

"Let's sit together!" Lin Feng invited Setie to sit down and dine together.

"No, you are our king, how can you dine with the king as a citizen, let me serve you!" Setie insisted on not sitting down with him, took the waiter's meal, served it to the table one by one, and poured wine and cloth for Lin Feng.

This woman is very clear about the occasion, in front of her subordinates, always holding the measure, maintaining a different posture of dignity and inferiority.

In fact, the blood clan has always adhered to the concept of nobility, and the ancestral system cannot be overstepped, and the following offenses are very strict, and Setie's performance is to express loyalty to Lin Feng on the one hand, and to show his subordinates on the other hand.

Lin Feng enjoyed the most authentic French court dinner alone, each dish was made by a blood chef with more than 700 years of imperial kitchen experience, and the taste was quite authentic!

"This snail is good, the most tender snail I've ever tasted. Lin Feng was full of praise for one of the dishes.

"I'll tell Bernard to make two more plates of snails in sauce!" said Settie, hurrying to add him a meal.

"No, no need, if you have a chance in the future, let him go to Huaxia and cook this dish for my friends. Lin Feng tried another bite of cheese, this kind of food that is extremely difficult for Orientals to accept, but it made his eyes light up!

The cheese is also very delicious, without a little strange taste, it melts in the mouth, and it is fragrant, worthy of the work of the imperial chef of the palace!

"This imperial chef of yours is good!" Lin Feng nodded again and again: "You must ask him to go to Huaxia and open an authentic French restaurant, it will definitely be popular!"

"Hehe, Bernard has a strange temper, I'm afraid he is not suitable for business, if you like it, let him go to Port City and make you a home cook. Setie chuckled and cleaned up the plates.

"Yes, I want it!" Lin Feng picked up another piece of beef and asked, "How long has that Corleone been standing?"

"An hour and ten minutes. ”

"Call him in!" Lin Feng said, "Wait a minute, ask where Orvis is, if he did it!"

"According to your will......" Setie waved his hand and ordered his subordinates: "Call him!"

About a few minutes later, an elderly Italian man in a black suit with a bow tie around his neck walked briskly into the restaurant.

Seeing more than a dozen powerful bloodclans standing on one side, Corleone's face couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Look at it again, at the dining table, Setie has a white napkin on her arm, serving someone!

This...... What's going on?

Corleone's heart was deeply shaken, as the godfather of Sicily, of course he knew what Setie's identity was, the helmsman of the blood clan Fanzhuo family, the woman who came to the throne after banishing Curio the Great, was actually serving a young man respectfully at this moment! That handsome and handsome man, sitting alone at the ten-meter-long dining table, enjoying Setie's service, seemed relaxed and calm, who was he?

Corleone didn't dare to say anything, so he could only wait with his hands down, any blood clan here could easily kill him!

What about the Godfather, he is only a mortal, can a mortal compete with the Bloodline? That's looking for death!

Therefore, after receiving a summons from Setie, he immediately arrived in Paris by private jet, and arrived at the Palace of Versailles before noon.

Lin Feng and Setie ignored him, as if treating him as air, which made the confused Corleone doubly uneasy, unable to understand the other party's intentions, and his heart was up and down, and beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead.

It wasn't until fifteen minutes later, when Lin Feng finished his meal and wiped the corners of his mouth, that he turned his head and glanced at Corleone, who was restless.

"Where is Olvis, did he do the Caesar Hotel?" Lin Feng intertwined his hands and asked across the table.

Setty immediately translated into Italian and interrogated Corleone.

"That kid must be hiding! I swear, I'll catch him and send him to Versailles!" Corleone realized what was going on, this bastard, stabbed the sky, and actually got the trouble on the Bloodline!

"You don't have to send it here, I heard that you Italians like to play beasts, why don't you send him to the gladiatorial arena and play with the lions and tigers, if he can come out alive, come and see me again!" Lin Feng guessed the truth of the matter, the killer must have been invited by Orves!

Knowing his son is more than his father, Corleone's performance speaks for itself.

"Yes, I'll call him right away and get him out!"

"Very good, remember to leave evidence, you can't wronged good people, you go!" Lin Feng smiled and waved his hand, looking very easy-going.

Corleone hurriedly bowed deeply and walked away with his head bowed.

When he exited the restaurant, the man who had crisscrossed Sicily I was covered in cold sweat and his face was as earthy as earth.

"This blind bastard! It turns out that he is dealing with the Bloodline!" Corleone scolded Orvis a hundred times in his heart, and the consequences of angering the Bloodline could destroy the entire family!

It took two or three minutes for him to calm down, stand in an uninhabited corridor, and call Olvis in person.

"Where are you, my child?" the godfather's tone was as flat as ever, but the cruelty in his eyes was like a dark cloud, and it was inky black!

"Godfather, save me, I'm hiding ...... Marseille"

"What's going on? Why are you going to Marseille?Totti, they can't find you, what are you doing?" asked Corleone, holding back his anger.

"Fire-eyed has been caught!Godfather!My money has been spent in vain!What should I do?...... they will find out what I have on my head," Olvis pleaded with tears, the killer he hired had been taken away by the police, and the next step was most likely to be wanted all over the world!

Corleone didn't know about this, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized who that person was, the number one killing god in Europe, Fireeye!

"Bastard, Alves, what the hell have you done! Get back to Italy! I'll tell Totti to find you! Don't want to die here, get back to me at once!" Corleone was furious, shocked, and frightened, and couldn't hold back his anger any longer.

No one has ever known what Huoyan looks like, whether it is a man or a woman, only that he is the number one ruthless person in the killer world, and he has never missed his debut for many years, but today, he was arrested because of the idiot Alvis, and the factors involved must be related to the blood clan!

"Yes, I'll go back, I'll go back to Italy right away......" Orvis no longer dared to be arrogant, realizing that he had made a big mistake that was difficult to clean up! But he didn't know that whether he went back or not, he couldn't die well!