After visiting Palazzo Pitti, the trip to Florence came to an end.

After getting up early in the morning, washing up and having breakfast, Ye Tian and his family began to pack up and prepare to leave Florence and drive to Milan, the fashion capital in northern Italy.

Bowie, who lives in another five-star hotel not far away, had left Florence yesterday morning, returning triumphantly with a large collection of antique art.

When the guy left Florence, he didn't have any trouble and everything went very smoothly.

The customs officer at the airport in Florence had no idea what the value of the antique art he had taken with him was worth it, and he was only charged a negligible amount of customs duty and let him go.

Not only they, but even the famous Italian gendarmes may not recognize the antique works of art, let alone determine their value.

When he returned to New York and stored those antique artworks, Bowie would immediately fly to Milan and continue to follow Ye Tian, secretly cooperating to ransack the antique art market in Milan.

It didn't take long for Ye Tian and the others to pack up and prepare to go.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian turned on the microphone of the invisible wireless headset and began to talk to Cole.

"Cole, how's the guys getting ready, when are you ready to go?"

As the words fell, Cole's voice immediately came through the headphones.

"Steven, we're ready to go, and you don't have to worry about safety on the way to Milan, we've got all the plans in place to make sure you're safe.

After the convoy leaves the Villa Medici, I find a place and time to avoid the sight of the Florentine police and others, and to reverse the order of the vehicles in the convoy.

That way, no one knows that you and Betty are in the car, and even if someone sets up an ambush on the way, they won't be able to identify the target of the attack, and even if they do, they will basically not threaten you.

After the convoy drove onto the highway, ten or twenty meters before and after the convoy, I arranged for a heavy truck to move forward with the convoy, separating other social vehicles, mainly trucks.

Even if someone tried to drive a heavy truck into a convoy and attack by ramming, they would not find any opportunity, and if a threat was detected, the front and rear trucks would immediately block the road.

In addition, our own rented medium helicopters, as well as those sent by Raytheon, will always follow us forward, conducting air alert and providing air cover.

In this case, I don't believe that anyone can get the slightest bargain on us, unless the Italian army is dispatched, any fool who insists on rushing to find trouble is killing himself."

"Okay, good job! Tell me about the Casa Monica family and the Gypsy gangs, what's going on with those scum?"

"The leading figures of the Casa Monica family, although they have come out of the police station, are constantly under the close surveillance of the Roman police, and it is difficult to find an opportunity to retaliate.

As for the gypsy gangs in Tuscany, they are now too busy to take care of themselves, where do they still have the heart to run to attack us, and their opponents are the Casa Monica family, and they can't find us.

After the fire and incident that night, the two gangs of scum came to an end, accusing each other of treachery, and in Rome alone, several clashes broke out between the Gypsies and the Casa Monica.

At present, the gypsy gangsters throughout Italy are the key targets of the police, and once they are caught, they are either thrown into prison and put in prison, or they are directly deported.

And Kenny, the intelligence officers of Raytheon Security in Italy have been monitoring those scum all the time, and if those scum have any actions, we can also know at the first time."

"That's great, you take back the surveillance and listening equipment and anti-surveillance and anti-surveillance equipment arranged in the hotel, and we can leave Florence and set off!"

"Okay, Steven, in fact we're already working on this"

Cole responded, and ended the call.

Soon, half an hour had passed.

Ye Tian and the others pushed their suitcases out of the presidential suite, gathered with Cole, and walked towards the elevator together.

A few minutes later, the group was already in the hotel lobby.

Seeing them pushing their suitcases out, the Italian policemen guarding the hotel lobby couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relax a lot.

All the staff up and down the Medici Villas, as well as the guests who happened to be in the lobby, were the same, and they almost cheered.

Thankfully, Steven, the plague god, is finally leaving Florence, and it's a wonderful day to celebrate!

As for Ye Tian and where they go next, no one cares at all, as long as they leave Florence and stay away from themselves, then they will be safe!

While speaking, Ye Tian and the others had already walked out of the hotel, and the convoy had also driven to the door of the hotel at this time, and a long column stopped one after another.

When they got into the car one after another and drove away from the door of the hotel, there was a thunderous applause in the Medici Villa Hotel behind them, which was extremely warm!

In this applause, there are even some cheers, which sounds excited.

The convoy had just left the hotel gate when a huge engine roar was suddenly heard in the air, deafening, and a hurricane rolled up the street.

Immediately afterwards, two medium-sized helicopters roared from the sky, appeared over the convoy, and began to follow the convoy and take charge of air vigilance.

Seeing this scene, the Italian policemen who followed the front and back of the convoy, as well as the people inside and outside the hotel and nearby, couldn't help but be shocked and stunned!

Steven's bastard's handwriting is too big and too extravagant, even if the president travels, the battle will be nothing more than that!

When Ye Tian and his motorvoy left the hotel and walked through the ancient streets of the old town of Florence, it immediately caused quite a commotion in this ancient city.

After a few days, the Florentines have already known this team, knowing that this is a team that belongs to Ye Tian, and it is mainly composed of bulletproof SUVs of great value, and the protection is quite strong.

At this time, there are two more medium-sized helicopters above this convoy, which is too exaggerated.

Especially when people learned that Ye Tian was leaving Florence and going to Milan, the fashion capital of the north, the streets of the old city suddenly became more lively.

"God forbid! these damn American bastards have finally left Florence, and if they stay any longer, the art capital of Florence will be destroyed.

It would be unfortunate that the antique works of art that the Florentines had amassed with great difficulty over the past few hundred years would also be looted by Steven, a greedy bastard!"

"I heard that Steven, this bastard, is going to Milan, don't even think about it, those northerners in Milan are going to be unlucky, and they will definitely be sacked for a tragic fate, may God bless them!"

Amid the chatter, the motorcade drove through the old streets towards the motorway to Milan.

As the convoy traveled, taking advantage of the winding streets of Old Florence, the vehicles in the convoy quickly repositioned under Cole's command.

After completing the adjustment, the bulletproof SUV that Ye Tian and Betty were riding in was no longer in its original position, so it quickly changed to a new position, and then continued to move forward!

Even the policemen who followed behind, after being dazzled for a while, couldn't figure out where they were, let alone the others!

Even if someone arranges eyeliner near the entrance of the hotel, and then sets up an ambush halfway, it will have no effect at this time, everything is useless!

It didn't take long for the heavy convoy to hit the highway and head straight for Milan, the fashion capital of the north.

At the same time, two Volvo heavy trucks suddenly drove quickly, occupying about 20 meters in front of and behind the convoy, forcibly separating other vehicles and escorting the convoy forward.

The sudden appearance of these two heavy trucks made the policemen who were following the convoy very nervous for a while, lest something happen and the highway instantly turned into a battlefield full of bullets.

Fortunately, Cole informed the police in time, so that there was no misunderstanding among the Italian police.

In Milan, three hundred kilometers away, the news that Ye Tian and they were about to arrive in the city had spread like the wind and quickly.

Hearing the news, all the policemen in Milan couldn't help frowning, their faces were solemn, their expressions were ugly, and there was even no lack of angry cursing voices.

Each of them knows that with the arrival of those American plague gods, trouble will inevitably follow, and in the next period of time, everyone's life will definitely not be easy!

The antique dealers in Milan are more nervous than the Milan police, and each of them has a sense of impending disaster.

At this moment, they couldn't help but think of their counterparts in Paris, London, Nice, and Florence, all the other colleagues who had been ransacked by Steven's bastard.

They also remembered the famous antique markets that had been looted and mourned, and could Milan's antique markets avoid this fate?