Li Chun took a sip of beer, then looked around at the bar. The bar venue is very spacious, as if he knew that Li Chun was coming, so he deliberately set aside a venue.

For Li Chun in Italy, the most popular thing is football and beer, the beer here is refreshing and dry. It's not like German beer, it's very malty. Compared to German beer, Italian beer is more like an out-of-body knife.

Li Chun drank the cup in his hand in a few sips, knocked on the bar, and motioned for the bartender to have another drink. The bartender shook his head and poured another glass for Li Chun. It was almost five o'clock now, and Li Chun was drinking the wine in his hand while looking at the time on his phone.

There was a bang on the door, and three people came in from outside. Although they are not young, these three people are dressed up like the non-mainstream kind of Huaxia Xiaopo, and they almost amused Li Chun.

The three of them all glanced at Li Chun, after all, Li Chun was from Huaxia, and he was quite eye-catching here. After the three of them glanced at Li Chun, they went directly to the bar, slapped their hands with the bartender, and then served a glass of beer by themselves.

Li Chun looked at these three people and smiled, he had a hunch that these three people should be the ones who conflicted in the Apennines. As time went by, more and more people came to the bar.

There are many people who come to play, purely for leisure and entertainment. Of course, there are many people who should be from that organization, and they are very familiar with the bartender and the three people who came first. Li Chun didn't care about that, he just looked around and drank.

It was about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and two people came to the bar, who were supposed to be the same leaders. Both men had very ironed hair, delicate beards, and suits and leather shoes, as if they were gentlemen.

However, seeing that everyone gave way to the two of them, and even saluted, Li Chun estimated that these two people should be the leaders of the Apennine conflict. In fact, there is a person here who is the boss of the Apennine conflict in Milan, Alessandro. Alessandro's trip is also because the Li Chun passed on by these subordinates is really amazing, if possible, if he can pull Li Chun into the Apennine conflict, it will definitely be a big help.

Since Li Chun is a Chinese, Alessandro can't help but look at Li Chun more. When he looked at Li Chun, it happened that Li Chun also raised his eyes to look at him. Li Chun smiled slightly: "You are here to wait for me, right?" Li Chun could feel that this person had a temperament of a superior person who was decisive in killing.

In a bar like this, except for young people dressed in fancy costumes, it's absolutely out of place for people like this to come. So Li Chun asked, he felt that this person should be the boss of the Apennine conflict, otherwise it would be too strange to come here with this person's momentum.

Obviously, Alessandro didn't understand Li Chun's words, but he also sensed the difference between Li Chun. He took a deep look at Li Chun, then turned his head towards another man in a suit. The man whispered a few words to Alessandro, who stopped in front of Li Chun with a smile: "You are the Chinese man?"

The man in the suit translated for Li Chun, and Li Chun took another sip of the beer in his hand: "That's right, I'm the Huaxia man, where are my people?" Alessandro laughed: "Your Excellency, shouldn't you think about your own safety and have time to ask others?"

Li Chun held the draft beer cup between his two fingers, and with a little force, he broke off a thick piece of glass from the mouth of the cup. Holding the shard of glass in both hands, he twisted it vigorously a few times, and fine glass dust began to spill. As more and more glass powder spilled, Li Chun let go of his two hands, and his hands were already empty, and there was nothing left.

Alessandro and the man in the suit together glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep incredulity in each other's eyes. The composition of glass is silica, which can reach a hardness of 665. This is the Moore hardness, and in the Moore hardness, the hardest diamond in nature is only 10. And this man was able to grind glass into powder with only two hands, which made Alessandro regret it a little.

Li Chun clapped his hands and slapped off the glass powder on his palm: "I want my people, I hope you haven't done anything to them, otherwise, it's too late for you to regret it." ”

Alessandro is currently in this bar with at least fifty younger brothers. And these little brothers all have guns on them, and some even have rifles. It can be said that he has light and heavy firepower, but under Li Chun's gaze, he felt a burst of coldness coming from the depths of his heart.

However, as the head of the city of the Apennine conflict, he is definitely not a weak person. He can't be weak and compromise when the other party doesn't even show his strength, such a thing doesn't match his identity.

Even though he knew it was wrong, he asked the bartender for a glass of tequila. If you want tequila, it means that you have to fight, and all the people must pay attention, and the person in front of him is the enemy.

Li Chun's wine glass could no longer contain wine, and the bartender gave Li Chun another glass. But the broken draft beer cup was playing with Li Chun's hand, and suddenly, Li Chun pincered two of them, broke off another piece from the cup, and with a shake of his wrist, someone on their periphery screamed, covered his wrist and squatted down. At the same time, a jet-black pistol also fell to the ground.

The cup in Li Chun's hand was broken off a few pieces one after another, and Li Chun's hands and neck trembled. The screams of the outsiders were almost continuous, and for every person injured, a shot would fall. Some people may even have strong willpower, injured their right hand, squatting on the ground, and even trying to use their left hand to pick up the gun.

Li Chun was not happy at that time, why did I dare to pick up the gun that I had knocked out? In Alessandro's eyes, Li Chun was still sitting there with a smile on his face. But in fact, Li Chun had already flown up to the man, kicked the man in the head, and kicked the man away.

Then Li Chun flew back again, and when the figure in Alessandro's eyes had become blurred, Li Chun sat down again. Alessandro heard a scream, and when he turned his head to look, he saw the kick that Li Chun raised.

By the time he turned his face back, Li Chun had already sat in that position for a long time. Alessandro seems to understand that it's not that the gun can't hit Li Chun. Rather, it was the one who used the gun, and no one was able to lock on and aim at Li Chun.

The gun just now was lying on the ground alone, and the people next to him didn't dare to reach out to pick it up. They all had intermittent images in front of them, Li Chun's ghost-like movements, and the thunderous kick, no one dared to try again.