When He Caiwei turned around, she saw a young man.

At that moment, a look of amazement uncontrollably appeared in her eyes.

The word stunning has never been limited to women.

Impeccable delicate facial features, fair and delicate skin, cold and noble silver hair......

He Caiwei has never been a nymphomaniac, but this silver-haired man who doesn't know where he came from is really like the kind of perfect male protagonist that only exists in comics or scripts.

The other party was obviously talking to Li Futu, but seeing He Caiwei looking back, he still nodded and smiled politely at He Caiwei, like a classical nobleman.

Obviously, this is certainly not a student of Mandal, let alone a mentor.

He Caiwei opened her mouth, but she didn't speak blindly, and turned her head to look at the man beside her.

Li Futu finally turned around without hurrying.

"Are you talking to me?"

He smiled at the other person's gaze.

"Of course. ”

The youngest godfather in the history of the Black Hand Party nodded slightly, and did not immediately ask for guilt, his expression was calm, and it could even be said to be friendly.

"A few days ago, Mr. used a peach pit as a lever at the Hesson Stadium to pry the entire gambling game, which resulted in the stadium winning the 'big money', but afterwards Mr. brushed off his clothes and left without leaving a word, these days, we have been looking for Mr. Whereabouts, just to express our gratitude in person. ”

Li Futu smiled dumbly, and did not deny the rebuttal.

"Your Excellency is too polite, I did it for my own money, but I just happened to reach a 'win-win' with the boxing ring. ”

Then, he paused in his tone, and naturally asked, "So, Hesson Boxing Stadium is Your Excellency's property?"

In Italy, Jane Seymour, who can be said to be able to cover the sky with one hand, reciprocated, and also chose to be honest, nodded calmly, and did not say a word about the bombing of the International Hotel in Kavalu.

"Hesson Boxing Stadium has been established for so long, but it is the first time we have met a master like Mr. I wonder if Mr. is coming to Italy this time, is it a business trip or a tour? If time permits, can you come to the stadium to guide our fighters?"

Li Futu smiled lovely, glanced at He Caiwei, who was unknown and confused beside him, and said humbly: "Your Excellency is serious, Hesson Boxing Stadium is famous, and the masters are doubled, why do you need me to sacrifice ugliness, I came to Versailles just to visit friends." ”

Jane Seymour's eyes then looked at He Caiwei, as if praising from the bottom of her heart: "Your friend is really beautiful." ”

Although I don't know why the topic of the two fell on her, He Caiwei still didn't show a shy little family spirit, and faced the silver-haired man's gaze generously, not forgetting to show a reserved but polite elegant smile.

"By the way, the reason why I was able to successfully find Your Excellency this time is thanks to the help of the two students of Mandal, I wonder if Your Excellency is interested in meeting them?"

Jane Seymour was indeed an authentic gentleman, and she quickly withdrew her gaze from He Caiwei's face and suddenly spoke.

"Oh, really?"

Li Futu remained silent and nodded immediately.

"Then please bring them here. ”

Without any orders from Jane Seymour, under the 'protection' of several members of the Black Hand Party, Gary Bronk and Han Han were brought to the front.

Seeing Han Han, He Caiwei couldn't help frowning, her eyes showing confusion.

Han Han's face was extremely ugly, he lowered his head slightly, and he didn't dare to look at He Caiwei at all.

In his expectation, he should have been hiding behind the scenes, but who knew that the Black Hand Party would bring him directly to the front of the stage.

Even if the Black Hand Party behaves in a high-flying and domineering manner, there should be no such practice, right?

Obviously, there must be something wrong with the murderer this time.

Gary Bronke, who was confident before, is also looking like dirt at the moment, and obviously realizes that things seem to be a little out of control.

"These two, I don't know if Mr. knows?"

Li Futu's eyes flickered, and he smiled indifferently and nodded: "I know." They were all students here, and one of them was a classmate of my friend. ”

"That gentleman must still know something, and the two of them offered a price of 300,000 yuan and demanded that we end his life. ”

Han Han has no experience in buying a murderer, this is the first time, but even if he has no experience, he has never eaten pork and has always seen a pig run, isn't it rumored that the 'killers' are very professional?

Regardless of whether this is a manifestation of the black hand party's domineering style, but at least one point, this goes against his original intention of hiding behind the scenes, even if the black hand party successfully helped him kill the man in front of He Caiwei, it could not achieve the result he expected, Han Han did not dare to angrily reprimand the black hand party for not following the rules, and couldn't help but glance at Gary Bronk angrily.

But where can Gary Bronk take care of him at the moment, born and raised, resulting in Gary Bronke having a sense of smell that is far sharper than Han Han's, and the churning ominous feeling in his heart has been flooded, and Gary Bronck's back has been unconsciously sweaty, and he has fallen into extreme panic.

Han Han ...... You ......"

He Caiwei couldn't believe it.

But Han Han didn't dare to look at her at all.

Li Futu was not shocked or angry, and said with a faint smile: "Three hundred thousand." Looks like my life is worth a lot. ”

"Sir made a lot of money for us in the gym a few days ago, he is our friend, and we never do anything bad to our friends. ”

Jane Seymour, who had been able to rise to power after half the party had been bloodied, had never been exposed to the explosion that night, and she repaid her grievances with virtue, and even called the culprit who killed nearly ten of their members a friend.

Hearing this, before Li Futu could speak, Gary Bronck, whose heartbeat had risen to the limit, finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, and pleaded irrepressibly: "Godfather, I am ignorant, I really don't know that he is your friend, please spare me once." ”

Looking at Gary Bronke, who was almost on his knees, Han Han's heart sank.

"If the Bronk City Lord knew about your illegal deeds, he would definitely kill his relatives in righteousness. ”

Jane Seymour's voice did not fall.

An icy gunshot soon rang out.

In the empty and quiet exhibition hall, the reverberation spreads and resounds.

A blood hole appeared in the back of Gary Bronck's head, who was still holding a gun the night before, and the blood splashed out drenched Han Han next to him.

The pretentious Han Han was stunned for a moment, looked at Gary Bronck, who was slowly falling, and finally really felt what the real society was, his heart almost stopped, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling. Read the latest chapter of "He is from the Difu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.