Black Hand Party.

Italy's most extreme violent organization.

Not one of them.

Because of the subtle influence of nearly a century, the Italian people have long accepted the existence of this evil force, just like Yakuza is to the Japanese country.

Even if many official figures face troubles that cannot be solved or difficult to solve by formal means, they will entrust the Black Hands Party to take action.

Black-white collusion, or cooperation, has long been a norm in Italy.

As the son of the lord of the castle, Gary Bronk had seen the leader of the Black Hand sitting at a table with his father at a very young age, and they would change glasses and laugh with each other.

Because of his 'exposure to the Sun' since childhood, Gary Bronk did not feel disgust or resistance to the Black Hand Party, just as his father had taught him many times, and at some moments, he even regarded the Black Hand Party as a means of solving problems.

Just like the trouble that his Oriental friend encountered this time, he quickly thought of the black hand party who did all kinds of evil, did everything, and dared to do everything.

But he never thought that he would be able to attract a commission of 300,000 yuan...... The black hand party teaches his father to go out on his own!

Jane Seymour, the contemporary godfather of the Black Hand Party, is not only a legend of the Black Hand Party, but also a myth in the hearts of the Italian people!

Gary Bronc naturally did not meet Jane Seymour in person, even his father, he did not have that honor, but the unique appearance characteristics of the godfather of the Black Hand Party can be said to be a household name in Italy.

Gary Bronk was invited into the car, and not only his heart, but even his body, couldn't stop trembling.

He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.

Gary ...... What's wrong with you?"

Han Han, who was sitting next to him, naturally noticed his abnormality and looked puzzled.

After the black-hand convoy picked them up, they quickly drove to Mandal School, and of course, Gary Bronk and Han Han did not have the blessing of riding in the same car as the godfather.

Even though he was sitting in the last car, Gary Bronck, who was surging in his heart at this time, still didn't dare to 'talk highly', looked at the two black hand party members in front of him, lowered his voice, and his tone still couldn't stop trembling a little.

“…… Han Han, I, I think we're ...... this time It's a bit of a big game......"

Han Han didn't know why, frowned, and also lowered his tone.

“…… Gary...... What do you say...... What do you mean?"

Didn't this guy comfort him just now, are they buyers?

Why do you see the black hand party now, but you look so nervous?

Gary Bronk swallowed, no longer standing on the side of the street talking with a cigarette in his mouth, and lowered his voice again.

"Do you know who's sitting in that car in front of you?"

It has only been half a year since he came to Italy, and Han Han, who has just arrived, naturally has no way of knowing.

Gary Bronck's face trembled, and he asked and answered himself, in order to prevent being heard by the black hand party members in the front and passenger seats, his voice was as low as a mosquito for a while.

"That's Jane Seymour, the godfather of the Black Hand Party!"

"What did you say?!"

Han Han's face immediately changed, and his eyes trembled violently.

"What are you kidding?!You're not mistaken?!"

Although he is not from Italy, he is also aware of the prestige of the Black Hand Party in this country, the godfather of the Black Hand Party, what level of character is that?

If the president is the head of Italy, then the godfather is the dark leader of Italy!

"What am I kidding with you!"

Gary Bronck's expression was equally full of disbelief.

"The current godfather of the black hand party is the youngest godfather in history, and his silver hair is his unique symbol, in the black hand party, except for the godfather, who else do you think would dare to dye the same hair color as the supreme leader? Although I have not seen the godfather himself, but just now I saw with my own eyes that the man inside is a silver hair. ”

Han Han's eyes were full of incredulity.

"You mean, we paid 300,000 and hired the godfather to kill for us?"

Gary Bronck's eyes trembled violently, and he looked at Han Han and was speechless for a while.

He was confident that he was absolutely not mistaken, but it was true that his mother was only 300,000 to kill someone, why did he alarm his father?!!!

Obviously he was a 'buyer', but looking at the school gate getting closer and closer outside the car window, Gary Bronk gradually had an ominous premonition in his heart, and it became stronger and stronger.

……

"Ashara Dane, she is a student in our class, her design has been highly praised by the tutor, I heard that her design inspiration came from an origami. ”

He Caiwei looked at an exhibit in front of him and introduced.

This exhibit looks like an art gallery, it does look quite imaginative, if put into practice, it will indeed be a very distinctive building, of course, because the designer is still a student, so she can only put her talent on paper, and the name of Ashara Dane is indeed marked under the exhibit.

"A lot of people say the world is so big that I want to see it. This is indeed not wrong, only when you come out, you will find that your horizons are much broader, and there are indeed many, many talented people in this world. ”

"Only by talking to the strong can we make more progress, classmate He Caiwei, do you feel more and more pressure after going abroad?"

Li Futu looked at the name and chuckled, "It's a good thing to be under pressure. When people feel pressure, they realize their own shortcomings. Only by understanding the lack can we make up for the shortcomings, so as to catch up with them and finally surpass them. ”

He Caiwei turned her head, her eyes flashing with cunning.

"What about you, do you feel pressure?"

Li Futu was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, and did not speak.

He was naturally under pressure.

How can there be no pressure.

The thousands of undead in the abyss on the other side are watching.

After admiring the outstanding work of this classmate of He Caiwei, the two continued to move forward, and before they knew it, they had been in the exhibition hall for two hours.

With the passage of time, there were fewer and fewer students visiting the exhibition hall, until in the end, the long hall, which was large enough to accommodate more than 1,000 people, was empty except for Li Futu and He Caiwei.

And for this, the men and women who are immersed in the world of the two seem to be unaware.

Just as the two of them admired the work of a true master, a very light footstep gradually sounded.

Getting closer.

Then, a bland smile sounded behind him.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Mr. is coming, why don't you know that it will be a sound, and it will not snub the distinguished guests now. ”

He Caiwei was a little surprised, and subconsciously turned around.

Li Futu, who was standing with his back to him, his eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Read the latest chapter of "He is from the Difu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.