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Dense forest, flowers and deer frolicking and chasing, cotton monkeys climb trees and jump far away, flowers in the green grass, buds want to bloom, teenagers from the mud and grass Shanshan walked in.

On the high mountain, at the peak, the winter snow peak has long melted, and a pair of long-term practice footprints can be vaguely seen on the beautiful mountain rocks, and the young man sits on the boulder of the cliff and looks into the distance.

"Where I stayed, there are still the footprints of the teacher's past, gone, gone, hahahahaha......" A series of unbelievable laughter suddenly sounded at the silent peak, and the echo of the lang rang around the top of the mountain for a long time.

Shaka City, an inconspicuous seaside town in Sicily, the sun is shining, the streets are dry, most of the passers-by are enjoying the coolness brought by the sea by the sea, the street is sparsely populated, suddenly a black extended bulletproof car roars into the street from afar, turns left and right, and gallops away, and behind it, a black car is in hot pursuit; the fleeing car in front of the street drives into the narrow street, breaks into the house in a panic, drives a series of chickens and dogs jumping, can be described as extraordinary, the middle-aged male driver in a black suit in the car, wearing white gloves, the steering wheel violently left hit, directly rushed into a deserted manor……

This manor is dilapidated and old, the once noble ivory white wall, with the passage of time, has long been sunburned into blue-gray, the brilliant artistic carved jade masonry on the wall has long been eclipsed, the high-end atmosphere of the hemlock gate, also become rusty, the wide vineyard is overgrown, only the central surrounding flower bed can be described as a hundred flowers, especially the dog's tail flower is the most, the center of the surrounding flower bed is a five-meter-high statue with historical precipitation significance, the symbol of the Prussian Legion of the German Empire - Goddess of Victory, the goddess holds the Iron Cross scepter, and the eagle of the Empire stands at the top of the scepter and spreads its wings. The bronze three-story attic behind the statue foreshadows the building's age, with the old wooden doors of the gatehouse silently open.

"Boom", a black car burst out from the side wall, and crashed into the center of the flower bed in a daze before it could stop, the hood in front of the car popped up, green smoke rose in front of the car, and a man in black clothes emerged from the driving position of the car with difficulty.

"Whew!~ Damn, Miss, are you okay?" The man got out of the car in a mess, and the first thing he did was to greet the important person in the back seat of the car, and hurriedly opened the back door, and saw his young lady, a ten-year-old girl with dark green long hair, who was holding her head with one hand and a seat with the other, and said vaguely, "Mr. Thomas, I'm fine, but I hope we can get out of here immediately, I don't want to be caught up by the black car behind me." ”

"Well, I understand. Hearing the girl's words, the middle-aged man suddenly thought of something, and immediately returned to the front driving position, and after a period of random fumbling, a black pistol appeared in his hand, and he turned around and said apologetically, "Well, miss, I think we have to walk for a while, this iron guy may be broken, I can't start it, and, here, maybe we maybe, we can find the answers we need!"

"Sir, help me down, I want to get out of here at once, it makes me feel uncomfortable here!" the girl said to the man in front of her, rubbing her head, perhaps still in a state of vertigo, and gritting her teeth.

…………

The following cars all stopped outside the manor, and a bald man in the black sedan walked out of the car, seemingly the head of these chasers, and then all the men in black suits and sunglasses in the cars got out of the car and gathered around the bald man one after another.

The bald man immediately handed a large Cuban cigar, while the man on the right took a lighter out of his pocket and lit a cigarette for the bald man in the middle.

After a while, the bald man in the middle said slowly, "I remember that this is a manor of the German Count Heinstein family, but since it was abandoned ten years ago, it has become an abandoned garden, and the most important thing is that the godfather of the Bucheta family once loved this manor and came to inspect it personally, but he died soon after, and then the Busheta family began to decline, until now, it is about to be completely destroyed, but this manor is called the cursed manor by our insiders." ”

Then the man looked back at everyone and said triumphantly, "But the Cleone family is like the sun at noon, like the sun in the middle of the day, its glory is just around the corner, I don't believe in those curses, what do you think!?"

The white-haired man in sunglasses behind him, estimated to be the second-in-command of these people, was silent for a while before he slowly said, "The words of the godfather are like the truth of the world, and everything is hypocritical in the face of truth!"

"Heh......" the bald man snorted lightly and said with a smile, "Then rush in! Make this place our paradise, the hell of the Busheta family!!"

With the words of the bald man, a large number of men in black poured into the manor, people were like black spots, shaking as many as fifty or sixty people, pistols, submachine guns, and semi-automatic guns quietly appeared in their hands.

Then, with the sound of a gunshot, the tranquility of this mysterious manor was completely shattered.

"Dada......"

"Bang Bang"

"Where are they?"

"Shoot at the garden, suppress the fire, stop them from escaping!"

"Mark covers me, Dennis keeps an eye on the perimeter, and Leintel rushes into the house with me!"

A man in black and sunglasses named Carmen bravely led more than a dozen people into the attic, and in the central hall on the first floor, surrounded the people inside in a fan shape, raised his gun to aim, but did not pull the trigger for a long time.

The scene in front of you is strangely affecting everyone's thinking, six old pillars support the vast hall, the sloped staircase is divided into two sides of the second floor, the doorway from the staircase to the attic is a faded red carpet, the central stone slab of the two stairs is a white background, the upper and lower sides are black banners, in the center is an eagle with winged wings, wearing a dreadnought crown, the claws are golden, the left paw is the staff of freedom and rights, and the right paw is the golden iron cross spirit medallion.

This is obviously not a national symbol of the current decline between the two Germanys, it is a symbol of the Kingdom of Prussia, a military power with a long history of thousands of years, and Carmen, who is also one of the dark forces of the Cleone family, the third person of the Cleone family, these historical knowledge is always needed, but these are not the point, the targets they pursued, Thomas Bucheta and the girl, were cowering on the edge of an old and faded pillar, and their only weapon, a black pistol, was falling not far away.

Carmen just glanced at the trembling backs of the two people not far away and withdrew her gaze, because the scene in front of her was more important, a white human figure, floating around in this wide hall, for some reason, the figure was in the sunlight shining from the windows, but there was still no trace of warmth in this strange hall.

I couldn't help but tremble a little in my heart, and intuitively told myself that these unknown objects in front of me were probably legendary souls, Carmen thought.

Vivid pictures, scenes of blood, murder, robbery, shooting, running away, betraying, confronting the government, the picture in front of him is constantly changing, intersecting and evolving, and finally left in front of Carmen is full of people, those who have been killed by him, are stretching out their fingers with a desperate expression, suddenly, Carmen feels that his breathing suddenly becomes rapid and difficult, he struggles, because he knows that his neck is stuck, and if he goes on like this, he will be greeted by death, but this suffocation feeling is getting stronger and stronger……

"Hey!!!~~~ fall asleep, and eventually wake up, it's dawn, and the sun is shining!"

Carmen felt that this sentence was like a heavenly sound, at that moment he finally woke up, the scene in front of him shocked him, this, what kind of demon method is this, his arm is stuck in his neck, if he doesn't wake up suddenly, maybe, it really becomes suicide, the other subordinates are also sitting on the ground panting, only three or four people have not gotten up after falling to the ground, maybe they really can't get up; Carmen turned his head in a breath, looked at the person beside him, and said for the rest of his life, "Thank you very much, Mr. Whitman." ”

And that Mr. Whitman was outside the manor, the white-haired man in sunglasses, the number two man in the Cleone family, who was standing behind the bald boss, and the man in black behind him had gradually crowded the door of the attic.

"Is there a problem with this hall? Didn't you say there was no problem with this manor?!" said the bald boss, looking at the young girl who was hiding in Thomas's arms under the pillars of the building

"My godfather, it's not this hall that is the problem, it's the spellcaster!" said Mr. Whitman, who had white hair and sunglasses, as he looked ahead.

"Where is he?" said the bald man through gritted teeth.

"Right in front of you~"

A fluttering voice came into the ears of the bald head, and the bald head was startled, and his gaze instantly shifted back from the Busheta family, looking ahead.

A young boy, dressed in a large late nineteenth-century gray Prussian military uniform, unbuttoned, revealing a washed white shirt with some dry hair, holding a wine bottle in his left hand, the red liquid swaying from side to side, presumably a bottle of wine in good condition, and a crystal goblet between the fingers of his right hand.

"Hehehe, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Heinstein family Louis Manor, although you entered in a rude manner, but as the master of this place, with the status of a nobleman, I can forgive your ignorance. The young man in the military uniform took a slow sip of wine, coughed lightly, and said, "Oh, this kind of enjoyment is worth remembering, hey! That guy is not old and has gray hair, I want to know what kind of brilliance your eyes are hiding under your sunglasses." ”

"Hey, hey......" said the white-haired Whitmanpi with a smile, "there is only one kind of person who can see my eyes." ”

The uniformed boy shook the bottle, then slowly filled himself with a glass, looked up at Whitman and said, "Then I ask who, you say...... Dead man, you see, what a cliché plot, what a kind of obsolete by the times. ”

"Since Your Excellency has already guessed, then do you still want to look at it~ My eyes are known as the Eyes of Death!" Whitman said in his unique tone that is neither yin nor yang

"Don't think you're the god of death if you can crack my ultimate fear, heh! I see an evil heart in your premature face!" Tata's voice rang out in the hall, and the boy walked down the stairs in thick leather boots.

Seeing that the fingers of the young man in front of him holding the cup in his right hand were tightened, and the opportunity for the destruction of the Busheta family was in front of him, the bald man didn't want to make any extraneous branches at this juncture, so he said slowly, "We didn't mean to offend Your Excellency, because of our arrival, we can compensate for the losses caused, by the way, I don't know what Your Excellency is called, the first time we met, I didn't report my home, it is very rude to be a nobleman." ”

"Hahaha......" Hearing the bald man's words, the young man directly put down the goblet in his hand on the handrail under the stairs, and then held his head and laughed, making the helmet on his head tremble, revealing a trace of sky blue hair;

The young man, who had had enough of laughing, looked at the group of people and said, "Let the master report to a group of guys who break into the door like robbers, and you, as guests, don't you have a little consciousness!"

The bald man smiled and said softly, "It's our rudeness, my name is Jack Cleone, and I am the godfather of the Cleone family, one of the two major families of the Black Hand Party in Sicily, and of course, I will be the godfather of the Black Hand Party in Sicily in the near future."

"Uh...... Black.hand.party?!"