"Tell me, where is the young master of your family, where is he going to invite my wife to dinner?"

In the rainstorm, Guo Dalu slipped Leonardo away from the bar and strode forward, "Leonardo, I'll call you Leonardo for the time being, but I don't think this should be your real name, but it doesn't matter, who cares?"

Leonardo's body was cold, his eyes could not be opened by the torrential rain, and in Guo Dalu's astonishing speed, the raindrops hit his face as if he had been shot by a dense bullet, and in an instant he was swollen into a pig's head.

He was soaking wet at this time, his body couldn't help trembling in the wind, he had the heart to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a strong wind poured into his mouth, and the violent raindrops hit his teeth sore, and he couldn't speak normally at all.

Leonardo felt as if he was tied to a fast-flying plane, and if Guo Dalu let go of himself at this time, the terrifying inertia alone would be enough for him to fly a distance of hundreds of meters without landing.

Just when he felt that he was about to suffocate to death, suddenly the wind disappeared, the torrential rain was gone, and he barely opened his eyes to see, but found that he had reached a dark place at some point, and the occasional bright light flickered, which seemed to be a distant light.

"Since it's a matter of life and death, I think we'd better talk about it in the Colosseum, so it's more appropriate, don't you say Mr. Leonardo?"

Leonardo was shocked, the bar they were at was at least ten miles away from the Colosseum in the center of Rome, but how long had it been? In the torrential rain, Guo Dalu carried him at the speed of an airplane to the top floor of the most iconic building in Rome.

Leonardo is very sure that this is the top floor, because the first, second and third floors are usually lit, and they will not appear so dim and narrow.

He has seen Guo Dalu's film and television works, but he doesn't think that the force shown by Guo Dalu in the movie is Guo Dalu's real combat power, only a fool will believe that what is staged in the movie is true. Where in the world will there be such a powerful blue wave? Of course, there will be no amazing martial arts in the Shaolin Temple.

Movies, those are all exaggerated things, not to be believed.

As the right-hand man of the Mafia Bernard family, Leonardo has been in contact with many filmmakers, and there is a film company under their family's umbrella, Leonardo knows the exaggerated performance of action movies, and those action actors, if they make him unhappy, can be killed by using their hands, and tomorrow's newspaper will say that he died in some kind of accident.

For the Bernard family, entertainers are just playthings to be taken and desired, not something remarkable.

This is also the fundamental reason why Leonardo despises Guo Dalu, a small actor, even if he is famous, but it can't change the essence of him as an actor, to deal with this kind of actor, simple and rough is the most effective means, so Leonardo went directly to the door.

But now that he was carried all the way by Guo Dalu, thinking of Guo Dalu's methods of dealing with him in the bar, Leonardo's eyes surged with endless fear and regret, he had already believed that Guo Dalu around him had terrifying power beyond mortals, and he offended him!

Leonardo looked at Guo Dalu tremblingly, "Mr. Guo, there may be some misunderstanding between us, I ......"

"No misunderstanding!"

Guo Dalu unceremoniously interrupted Leonardo's explanation, "There is a saying in the East, called the hatred of killing the father, the hatred of taking the wife, and the hatred of not sharing the sky! Hurting the parents and humiliating the wife is the greatest shame and the most unforgivable hatred for our men. ”

He looked at Leonardo, "Tell me, where is your young master, I want to talk to him, and kill him by the way." I hope you'll cooperate with my inquiries and not be clever and tricky. Mr. Leonardo, I have a few small tactics, perhaps a little cruel, but very effective, and I do not wish to use them against you unless necessary. ”

Leonardo shuddered when he heard this, and said forcefully: "Sir, the people of the Beneteau family will never betray their brothers......"

"That's because you didn't see what I was doing!"

Guo Dalu didn't say more, and at the same time as the lightning lit up in the dark clouds in the sky, his palm slapped the Baihui acupoint above Leonardo's head, "My trick is called the eighteenth layer of hell, you can taste it!"

An earth-shattering howl rang out from Leonardo's mouth.

At the same time, thunder exploded in the sky, muffling Leonardo's howl.

After the thunder, Leonardo's mouth was still wide open, but the howl could no longer be vented from his mouth, his eyes were bulging, the green tendons on his forehead were blooming, and the skin on his body revealed a strange purple red, and there were thousands of insects wriggling under the skin, and the shape was terrifying.

Guo Dalu turned his back to Leonardo and quietly looked at the pouring rain outside the Colosseum, "I have no intention of being an enemy of any organization, because they are all garbage in my eyes. Of course, I will occasionally give a lecture to the blind guy, but I just do it casually. I never thought that someone would ask for my wife in front of me, and still take it for granted. ”

He stretched out his palm into the rain curtain, and the raindrops, several meters away from him, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slanting across the sky and converging into his hand.

Leonardo's eyes were distracted, his mouth was loud, the blood lines in his eyes and nostrils were flowing more and more, in the short time that Guo Dalu spoke, he seemed to have experienced countless turns in the eighteenth layer of hell, the hallucinations in front of him were heavy, and the endless pain that went straight to the soul swept through his entire body and mind like a tidal wave, and the unimaginable torment made him feel like a century in his senses.

He thought about committing suicide, but now he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide, even breathing was unsustainable, and all that came to his heart at the moment was endless pain and fear.

When the rain in his hand gathered into a bright balloon, Guo Dalu slowly turned to look at Leonardo, and the water balloon held in his palm exploded into thousands of water droplets, pounced on Leonardo's whole body.

Leonardo's body trembled one after another, and Ho Ho fell to the ground limply with gasp, blood smeared his eyes, making him unable to see what was in front of him clearly, and occasionally lightning flashed, reflecting a blood-red color.

"You have me off!"

Guo Dalu's god-like body became stronger and stronger in the lightning, and his eyes flashed between opening and closing, echoing the thunder in the sky, "I think you should be happy to tell me everything I want to know by now, isn't it Mr. Leonardo?"

He was answered by Leonardo's weak, fearful hoarse voice, "With pleasure, sir!"