There was not a single deal in the luxurious estate that had been going on for years of economic planning or a discussion about the current state of affairs. Two gentlemen sitting under the European-style ring-pillar gazebo of the manor are playing chess.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with short blond-brown hair, short bangs on his forehead slightly covering the wrinkles on his forehead, long face, sharp chin, golden brown thick eyebrows, slightly drooping eyebrows, hooked nose, angular lips, a pair of blazing pure blue eyes with aristocratic arrogance faintly revealing a sense of distance from people, wearing a casual white shirt, black neckline, and pointed collar with two crystal crowns composed of red, orange, yellow, pink, green and blue.

He is of pure Sikelia descent and is the current "Godfather" of Mafia, known to the Order as the "White Godfather". Corleone.

The other is an old man who looks almost seventy years old, his black suit is straight, his silver hair is neatly and meticulously behind his head, the wrinkles on his face do not show his old state but make him more calm and majestic after the vicissitudes of life, the crystal crown on his chest flashes with purple gray, pink, white, brown and black, and a pair of deep red pupils are staring at the chess game that has passed half on the chessboard.

He is known as the "Black Godfather" by Mafia's "Shadow Godfathers" organization. Vlad.

The two godfathers jointly run Mafia, Mario inherited the godfather's name for seven years, and Bram has been sitting in the godfather's position for three hundred and forty-six years.

"Mr. Vlad, it's been a long time since we've sat together like this." Mario said, holding up the white child. Braim: "Hmm. I'm not too fond of the sun. Mario: "Your godson doesn't seem to be the same as yours at this point. "Bream's red is finally drawn from the game." Mario, what do you want to say? Mario: "On your side, it's a grudge between you and the hunters, and on my side, it's a conflict between the organization and the police, although we never care about the badges in their hands, but once things get bigger, it will still have an impact on the future development of the organization." ”

At this time, Vlad gently dropped the sunspot in his hand on the opposite side of Baizi and said lightly: "I will talk to him, but if our actions really affect the business, then we will also come forward to settle it, and you can't interfere in the affairs of my family." Mario's pure blue eyes stared at the "Black Knight" who landed opposite the "White King" on the chessboard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "That's the best." ”

Palermo's estates are idyllic and peaceful, but in Milano, the capital of Italia, it's a different city. Located in a high-end apartment in the hub, a thin white gauze curtain isolates the chaos of outdoor traffic, a woman sits naked by the curtain, and the red wine in her glass forms a small whirlpool in the center of the cup with the rhythmic shaking of her wrist movements. The slender fingers tipped into the center of the whirlpool, and a drop of red wine was sent to the mouth, and a little purple red remained on the delicate red lips like dried blood.

"Hmm...."A lazy male voice came from the fluffy quilt, "You woke up early." The man peeked out of the covers. Woman: "Tormented by your dreams." The man sat up while scratching his white-blonde hair: "What did I say last night?" The woman's words were frivolous: "What new ideas can be repeated over and over again." ”

The man shook his head. As if reminiscing about what happened yesterday, the woman stood up with a wine glass and walked to the bed, bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "How many women have seen such a weak side of you, the 'black godson'?" ”

The man then grabbed the woman's shoulders and pulled him into his arms. The red wine in the woman's glass was sprinkled on the snow-white quilt like a blood-colored rose in bloom. The two kissed passionately, but in the explosion of passion, the woman felt that although the man's desire was like a scorching sun, his body was as pale and lonely as a frozen snowfield.

"Knock! Knock! Young master, the godfather is calling. I would like you to go back to the main office. The man got out of bed with an "um" sound. Begin to dress "What is the Godfather looking for you?" The woman on the bed asked lazily. Man: "Someone must have sued him about the 'Gordon Police Department.'" Woman: "Actually, I've always wanted to know." Why have you been aggressively attacking those hunters lately? ”

The man put on his shirt and tie, heard the woman's question, walked to the side of the bed, bent down, a pair of translucent blue eyes flashed with a bewitching red glow, and pressed against the woman's red blood pupils and said, "Sooner or later, I will satisfy your curiosity, but it's still too early." He kissed his forehead and lifted his black suit to the door, "And so on." The woman called out to him. The man turned back. I saw the woman pointing to the black crystal crown brooch on the bedtable and said, "You have forgotten your identity, my dear 'Young Master Al'." ”

Alpine Hospital

Custer has been transferred from the intensive care ward to the general ward, but his sense of smell still can't get rid of the strong spice smell of "a certain master's" instant noodles, as well as the torture of the sound of the amplifier when Hu Che is playing games. I don't know where I lost my phone, even if I didn't lose it, because in the following days a bigger snowstorm fell on the mountainous area, and the communication network was paralyzed, and now the entire mountainous area is basically isolated from the rest of the world.

"Damn it!" Hearing a busy sound coming from the receiver, Custer didn't know how many times he had dropped the phone in the hospital room. Listening to the sound of the fight in the game, Karst looked at Hu Che with suspicion, and his anxiety made him doubt the truth of the events that came out of the boy's mouth. So Custer tentatively and deliberately asked, "If my colleague can't contact us for a day, then your partner's life will be in danger for another day." ”

Tiger stared intently at the computer screen: "Hmm", Custer: "Didn't you say he was your partner?" Hu Che: "Yes." "Custer now understands how painful it is for an interpreter not to be able to explain something with his own secrets. What's more, what he urgently needs now is a phone call with Gordon, in fact, the actual reason for his communication is not because of the safety of Hu Che's "mysterious partner" who has never met, but the situation at the entire Gordon District Police Station.

Custer was now anxious and prayed to God that things would not go in the worst direction. He silently thought in his heart: "Hallelujah" eyes looked out the window at the snow-capped mountains "! I shouldn't have left Gordon! Just as he was remorseful in his heart, that is, in less than a second, a bullet suddenly shot through the window pane, and after the bullet exploded, the room was instantly filled with a large amount of smoke caused by tear gas, and at this moment, the sound of the window glass shattering, and the figure broke through the window!

In an instant, the raider wearing a protective mask was the first to pounce on Hu Che, who was still sitting on the bed. He quickly scurried behind Hu Che, the delicate small folding knife in his hand attached to Hu Che's neck, and at this moment he noticed the anomaly, but by the time he realized that what was only in front of him was a "quilt in clothes", it was too late, and a silver gun barrel was pressed against the back of his head. (To be continued......)