Two days later at the airport of Mafia headquarters on the island of Pantelleria

Six black knights and six white knights walked to Mafia's black private jet in front of the tarmac. When he was about to board the plane, "Kai" suddenly stopped, and Lancelot, who was at the back, asked, "What's wrong?" Kai: "Do you feel it?" Lancelot: "What do you feel?" ”

Kay: "Death." Lancelot comforted him: "Kai, it should be your delirious hallucinations caused by excessive grief, it's okay, it will get better as soon as you want." Kai: "Maybe, you go up first, I need to wait a little longer." Lancelot patted him on the shoulder at this time: "Okay, you can have a short time to adjust to the relationship." ”

As he spoke, he walked down the ladder into the cabin, and when Lancelot walked into the cabin, Kai took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and the other hand in the pocket touched the screen of the phone, and the screen lit up at the prompt of dialing, and Kai tapped his fingers lightly on the screen a few times, and then the screen went dark again.

At this time, Kai turned to look at the suspension staircase in front of the hatch and walked up slowly: "I feel that I am approaching death. Kai thought about getting into the cabin, when the door slowly closed and the plane turned on its engines and entered the runway.

A church on the island of Sikelia, Italia

The office workers yawned and hurried to the station, as usual, but they all found that there seemed to be a lot of police today, and almost every crowded intersection or important street had uniforms.

"What's the situation?" Someone asked. "Don't you know? The day Mafia held the funeral of her assassinated godfather. Someone answered. Another said: "I have heard that all the important underground organizations from all over the world are coming, not to mention that all the police in Italia are not too much to use even the army." ”

There are many opinions. The major media, as the eyes of society, are even more reluctant to let go of this rare opportunity to see all members of Mafia and the world's hidden "underground organizations" appear in public. Although they were not allowed to enter the scene, they also waited early outside the cathedral for the opportunity to capture the camera.

Now the entire road leading to the church is blocked. One is for safety, the other is because there are too many people, the outermost is the crowd watching the excitement, the second layer is the major media, and finally the police are surrounded by a tight defensive line, plus representatives of underground organizations from various countries who have entered the church one after another, looking down from above, it is no exaggeration to say that even the 'land' is invisible.

As a woman, Da Wuqing, as a representative of Yerbonia, can be said to be a more conspicuous one among the guests who entered one after another. She wears a black kimono with clogs on her feet, and is dressed in orthodox classical clothes. And the man behind him, wearing a black tie and an orthodox black suit, should be a bodyguard. But his expression was like that of a tourist looking at the landscape, a pair of black eyes were rolling back and forth, and from time to time he showed a surprised expression.

Da Wuqing couldn't bear it at this time, and the clogs stepped the surface of his feet, "Hiss!" "That's enough kick to make you gasp. Da Wuqing tried his best to suppress the emotion: "Thunderstorm." This is what you want to come with me! Since you're coming with me. Now he is a member of the Great Martial Arts. Don't do anything that would damage the image of your home! ”

Lei Yu's painful tears were in his eyes: "I didn't speak according to what you said." Da Wuqing: "Not just talking, but also your mannerisms!" Don't make a look like a tourist's quick! Fast! Take a picture's stupid expression. Thunderstorm: "Do I have one?" Da Wuqing: "You have it written on your face." Lei Yu touched his face: "Okay! From now on, I'm about to go into 'cold' mode. ”

Da Wuqing couldn't cry or laugh when he heard the sound of Lei Yu's imitation of machinery, and at this moment. The still-quiet crowd began to speak: "Look! What is that? Da Wuqing and Lei Yu looked in the direction of the person's finger.

I saw that the crowd outside the church was gradually dividing a road, and Lei Yu couldn't help but look on tiptoe with curiosity: "Is this a big man coming?" Lei Yu said with an expectant expression, and then he saw the road where the crowd parted gradually advanced towards the door. The media reporter who was chasing after him was also stopped at this time, but although he was blocked outside the door, the camera was always aimed at the arrival.

The conservative and ancient civilization of the East has always been as mysterious to the open West as a veiled girl, and now their cameras are drawn to him.

Da Wuqing, who was submerged in the crowd because of his height, couldn't help but whisper at this time: "Who is it?" Lei Yu was surprised and said, "Damn! It is a sedan chair. Da Wuqing: "What jiaozi?" Thunderstorm is described in a very simple sentence: "It is carried by four people and one person sitting." ”

The eyes of everyone present, including the members of the major underground organizations, all turned their eyes to the sedan chair at this time, in fact, it was not a sedan chair, but just a very simple high-backed wooden chair, with two poles installed on each side of the wooden chair, four people, two in front, two in the back, but the poles were passing through the crowd at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

The wooden chair shook slightly, and the person sitting on it was wearing a black dark embroidered dragon pattern Tang costume hand-cranked white folding fan, and the fair-skinned and delicate face like a woman still maintained a peaceful and indifferent expression in the noisy crowd, and the four 'sedan chair men' wore wide-brimmed black top hats, a black placket Tang suit, and the cuffs were surrounded by different animal patterns. Although I can't see my face, the moment I pass by it, I will feel the thick murderous aura rushing towards me.

Lei Yu: "It's really full of aura 'cow' to the point that he has no friends, and he will definitely kill the Rolls-Royce and Cadillac of the bigwigs." The more Lei Yu said that Da Wuqing was more curious, and finally squeezed to the front, only to see this simple sedan chair fall at the door of the church, and the sitter walked down and closed the folding fan, and walked into the church under the protection of the four 'sedan chair drivers'.

Thunderstorm asked, "Do you know who he is?" Da Wuqing didn't answer, and at this time, his eyes were fixed on the dragon tattoo exposed on the back of the man's hand, which reminded him of 'Dragon Wen'. At this time, someone recognized it: "That's the 'godfather' of the 'Dragon Gang' - Long Yun." "I didn't expect a secretive 'Dragon Gang' to be invited!" People sighed.

At this time, Long Yun suddenly stopped when he passed by Da Wuqing's side, he squinted Dan Feng's eyes and looked at her, Da Wuqing was slightly surprised, and he was also discerning the subtle changes in the expression on his face in his heart. Long Yun squinted his eyes and said, "The representative of Yerbonia? ”

Although Da Wuqing didn't see the clue, he still bowed politely: "Under Da Wuqing." At this time, Long Yun said in a low voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Don't bring tourists next time, be sure to bring a real guard." Da Wuqing was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the teasing meaning faintly brought out in the other party's curved eyebrows, and then reacted.

At this time, the other party had already walked far away leisurely. Lei Yu asked for some reason at this time: "What did he say?" At this time, Da Wuqing's clogs not only stepped on the surface of Lei Yu's feet, but also crushed them twice. The tears of the thunderstorm were swirling in his eyes.

He endured the pain and asked, "I....and....did something wrong....what... At this time, I only heard Da Wuqing sigh helplessly: "It's me who did something wrong, I shouldn't have brought you here." Thunderstorm was in great pain and said, "You're wrong....still stepping on....I..." (to be continued......)