The scene that happened in front of him scared Giroud half to death. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that Virgilio was ecstasy? How could he be sent to death like this, even if technology is so advanced now, there is no drug that can ecstasy, and why is it only useful for Virgilio, but not for himself, is it possible that he is also talented?

And Virgilio saw that he was talented, so he took him in, did not kill himself, and prepared to train himself into a super master.

Thinking of this, Giroud began to get excited, and he seemed to have imagined the image of himself becoming a super master.

And then the eggs.

The premise is that he can leave here alive, and at the same time, Virgilio also leaves alive, otherwise he leaves, Virgilio does not leave, who teaches him, who cultivates him?

After all, there are often Maximas like him, but not Ballé like Virgilio.

Therefore, Giroud also stopped, but he did not impulsively follow Virgilio to run back, but stood not far away, and shouted at Virgilio with an anxious face: "Boss, you are going in the wrong direction, you are crazy, run, run to me, there are too many of them!"

Virgilio didn't answer, didn't look back, and continued walking towards the men in black.

"Ouch, I'll go!" Giroud stomped his foot hard, then ran towards Virgilio, then pulled him by the body, and said: "Don't go, we are all surrounded now, while they are not all killed, let's get out of here first, leaving the green hills, not afraid of no firewood." Safety first!"

"Let's go!" Virgilio's eyes were determined, he didn't look at Giroud, just at one of the men in black, "It's not about you here, it's my fight now!

Virgilio said his last words with a raging fire burning in his eyes.

These people have completely angered him.

If at first he was just trying to do something big enough to shock the whole of Italy, now he has another reason, a reason for him to want to tear these people to pieces.

It is said that the disaster will not affect the family, these people are too immoral and have no bottom line in doing things.

They are the Black Society, and in Italy, is there a bigger Black Society than them?

The answer is no!

This is a provocation and a challenge, and he Virgilio must let them know how serious the consequences of offending their mafia are.

"But—there are so many of them!, Boss, I know you're strong, but you're no match for four with two fists, and you're afraid of pistols. They all have weapons in their hands, let's withdraw first, go back and bring rescuers......"

"I can't go!" Virgilio shook his head, and then said, "If we just leave, they will definitely escape, and then how will we find the third prince?

"Besides, this time they drove me away, and I won't leave either!" Virgilio sneered.

As Virgilio spoke, he also walked not far from the man in black.

Giroud gritted his teeth, a tangled look on his face, and when it was time to make a choice, whether he would stay and die with Virgilio, or flee now.

Although you may not be able to escape, if you stay here, the probability of death will be very high.

Maybe Virgilio won't die, but he is a traitor, and he, as a betrayer of the third prince, will definitely be killed. Of course, killing may be a very good outcome, because it is worse than worse - life is better than death.

His heart was tangled, struggling.

There was even a hint of betrayal in his heart that he had betrayed Virgilio and sided with the Third Prince again, but the thought was quickly extinguished.

Betrayal, like shitting, is addictive.

Moreover, even if he betrayed Virgilio, the third prince would not necessarily want a betrayer like himself.

So, after a slight hesitation, Giroud made up his mind and stood firmly behind Virgilio.

His back was straight, his eyes were bright, and he felt like he had never been so tall and mighty.

"Boss, if you don't leave, I won't leave!" Giroud said: "You spared my life at the beginning, my life is yours, it's a big deal to pay it back to you today!

"Hehe!" Virgilio looked at Giroud this time, with a confident smile on his face, and said: "You are very good, I don't think of you." However, with their group of waste, it is unknown whether they can keep us, let's go in and kill one back and forth, and catch the third prince. ”

"That's right!" Giroud said, "With all this kind of rubbish, you can't really stop the boss!"

Virgilio stared at the group of men in black viciously, and then shouted coldly, "What about the third prince, if there is a kind, let him come out to see me." What kind of hero is a hero to catch a woman!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of soft clapping, and then, directly opposite them, the men in black slowly moved out of the way, and a handsome blonde young man slowly walked in front of Virgilio and Giroud.

At the same time, a man in black immediately moved a chair for the young man and placed it behind him, the young man sat down, slowly stretched out his right hand, and a man in black put the lit cigar between his fingers.

"Virgilio, I miss it for a long time!"

"Third Prince, you are really here!" Virgilio said in a cold voice as he stared at the young man, his eyes shining coldly.

"That's right, I'm here! I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I know that this traitor will definitely bring you here! They only know one of the routes to enter here, so I deliberately didn't send someone to guard it, the purpose is to invite you into the urn. I didn't expect you to come! You didn't disappoint me!"

"You're good, too!" said Virgilio, "who dares to touch our mafia!"

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. The third prince said, "Have you heard this! The whole of Italy belongs to our royal family, and there is nothing I dare not touch?"

"What about people?" said Virgilio, whose forehead was bruised, and he held back his anger, "Where is she, you can let her out!"