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After the tall double doors behind him closed, Gotti always had a strange feeling, a sense of disobedience that was awkward and couldn't help but be immersed. Then he quickly realized what that feeling was. Although this spacious and low-key noble and luxurious room is as comfortable as a long discotheque, although it is enough to accommodate a dozen people to have a small ballroom ballroom, but in addition to some decorations like "earrings", only a few one-person thick pillars are shining with non-dazzling fluorescence. The largest source of light in the whole room came from the two pools, mainly the one in the middle, and the ripples of the water reflected on the ceiling and walls, making it more like a stalactite copper than a man-made building.

It's so wonderful, but one has to be fascinated by it.

"Mr. Gottí," the young but quiet and manly magnetic voice sounded, and the figure in front of the relief did not look back, in fact did not even move, "please sit down, don't be too restrained, just be your own place." ”

“……”

With a cigar in his mouth, Gotti puffed out the smoke unpleasantly and slowly, and the gentleman's eyes squinted under the brim of his hat looked at the back, and slowly walked along the edge of the pool to the rest area on the upper table of the room. Not to mention the dark crystal-like small long table, just a set of low true red sofa seats makes people full of desire to rest, and they can't help but want to go up and sit comfortably.

As he walked up the steps, he glanced at the fish in the pool—they were so colorful and beautiful—they were quite plump. The look of the juice.

"Great place, really nice place. I love it here. Gotti said as he sat down on the couch on the side, the long and low couch leaned against the side of the pool outside, and tilted his head to look at the young man in the blanket, "I think I won't even go back to my room at night, and I can sit here and watch the cute little things in the water swim all night." It must be very pleasant. ”

The blanket the young man was draped shook a little. In fact, to Gaudi, it was more like a fluffy mural than a blanket, and although the pattern was not clear due to the folds and the light, it was still possible to distinguish the image of the wine glass poured on it. It was so lifelike that Gaudí could even imagine the wine spilling on the ground from its cup.

Turning around, the young man revealed his countenance—a pair of slightly tired, starry eyes, and a little stubble, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised and the toothless curvature revealed a troublesome indifference that made Gotti faintly have a toothache.

“…… That's right, it's very pleasant. He nodded with his eyes down, and at the same time slowly walked towards this side step by step, "Sit there all night, don't think about anything, just watch the fish in the water swim around quickly and slowly, swimming into your eyes...... Swim into your head. ”

"And then your brain gets water?"

"Pretty much."

Casually tossing the blanket aside, revealing the tight crewneck T-shirt inside, Salen sat on the couch on the other side, looked at each other with Gotttie, and then laughed at the same time.

"Long time no see, Mr. Gotttie."

"It's good to see you again, Master Salen." Gotttie pinched the cigar with his middle finger and thumb, flicked it twice in the crystal clear art-like ashtray on the table, and said in a chuckling voice, "I thought it would be the time for you and me—to say goodbye to us, to Barblair forever, but it was clear that I was wrong." It looks like it's not been a day or two since you've been back. ”

"Actually...... It's not a day or two. Salen paused in the middle of speaking, then shook his head with a smile, closed his eyes and sighed, reached out and picked up a bottle from the table and poured himself a glass of wine. The black and red liquid, as deep as blood, is an extraordinary divine brew at a glance.

He looked up and asked Gaudty if he wanted a drink, but Gaudty shook his head with his mouth closed. The old man's eyes were half-open to the young man in front of him, and the cigar he was holding in his fingers did not bite back into his mouth for a while.

"It seems that without my knowledge...... A lot of interesting things happened. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes looking at the burning cigarette butt, "Miss...... No, including the old homeowner...... Of course, that includes the old family owner—they didn't tell me anything. Is it because it's not important enough, or is it because it's something else? ”

"I think it's probably because it's not important enough." Saren smiled lightly and took a quiet sip of wine, "How could it be for other reasons?" ”

“…… Ha ha. ”

“？”

Gotti turned his gaze to Salen's body, burst out laughing twice, and took his cigar back into his mouth. Salen, on the other hand, raised his head, although he didn't say anything, and his expression didn't change, but he only used his eyes to reveal all the thoughts he wanted to show in his heart.

"You've changed, Sarian." Gotti squinted his eyes and grinned happily, "I'm so happy for you." ”

"If anything, Mr. Gaudí, each of us must be constantly changing—with the years."

"You see—you've started to pretend you don't understand what I'm saying." Gotti pressed one arm against the low table and leaned closer, "You're starting to look like an 'adult.'" ”

“……”

"'Because it's not important enough'? I'm here to teach you a lesson today, Saren, maybe you're getting older, maybe I'm starting to get old, but that doesn't mean we're going to be a fool — don't take me for a fool. If the fact that you framed the eldest lady and killed your own sister can be counted as 'not important enough', and if the eldest lady cut off your finger pointing at her arm can be counted as 'not important enough', then I ask you, what else can be counted as important? ”

It was like a drinking place where old buddies gathered, and a blazing flame burned in Gottty's chest, and without any shying away from it, he directly brought up the matter that was a scandal for the two organizations at all, and in front of one of the parties. Looking at the face that suddenly darkened in the darkness, Gaudí smiled and snorted coldly and blew out a puff of smoke.

His eyes involuntarily glanced at Salen's intact arm, remembering the perfect, blood-spattered facet he had seen at the beginning, and the miserable howl in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart - the eldest lady should have used a chainsaw instead of a knife. It's not so easy to put the sawn meat back together.

"A twelve-year-old kid...... The eldest lady is only eight years old. As a result, neither the two of you, the old master nor your one, know which of you is more ruthless. ”

"That's all in the past." Saren calmed down again, but his face was still twitching. In the face of Gaudí's strong attack of words, his heart was far from being as calm and indifferent as it seemed on the surface.

Gottie smiled and nodded, leaning back comfortably on the comfortable back of the sofa. "You're right, the past is in the past, and there's no need to rehash it. And since you have appeared here, it means that the old master and the eldest lady have successfully reached an agreement with the old fellows over there, and there is no room for me to interfere anymore. ”

"It's great that you think so." Saren still lowered his eyes, not letting people see the glimmer in his eyes, "I made a big mistake back then, was exiled by my family, and I have been away from home for so many years, and I finally understood something that I couldn't understand...... I won't make the same mistake again, and I hope Miss Safatina ......"

"Pay attention to what you call you, boy." Gotty's face sank, "The eldest lady is now the current head of the Dark Heaven. Just because people in our own family can use the same old names as before, doesn't mean that you have that power. ”

“…… It was my fault. Saren nodded, "Mistress Safatina—I hope she'll be willing to forgive me for my mistakes." After all, whether we want to or not, she and I, the two of us will have a long, long time to get along with in the future. ”

“……”

Gotttie's brow suddenly furrowed slightly. This polite, submissive, but obviously suppressed something under his sharp gaze, this once famous mad boy of the young generation of golden sailboats, although he is far from the devil-like little guy in terms of image and temperament, but always gives him an awkward sense of weirdness, a ...... A sense of disobedience that something is wrong.

That's right, something was wrong, there was something he hadn't noticed, something he had overlooked. He needed another push, another dose of potout.

"I think the eldest lady will be glad to hear you say that." Gotti coughed dryly and took the cigar back into his mouth, "So, you're now the head of El Dorado?" ”

“…… No," Saren was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "The person in charge is an uncle of mine, and he happens to be absent these days, so I'll take care of this place for him temporarily." ”

"Manage it for the time being." Gotty's brows furrowed again, "After the eldest lady contacted this side, you were the one who received the order."

"No, it's my uncle. I came later. ”

“……”

The corners of Gottie's mouth twitched. Then he suddenly got up, reached forward over the table, grabbed Saren by the hair, and yanked him towards him, grabbing his head and forcing him to face to face at close range.

He heard a slight commotion in the shadows in the corner of the room, but he didn't pay any attention to it, his eyes staring straight at Salen in front of him, and Salen stared at him without blinking. The gaze, which had been calm without a trace of fluctuation, finally began to change at this time.

"I warned you, boy - don't take me for a fool." Gotti said word by word, "You said it was your uncle and the eldest lady who communicated with him, you said that he happened to be absent in the last few days, and you said that he was only a temporary agent - I now doubt that there is a truth in this?" The eldest lady just contacted this side last night, your uncle has been gone for a few days, how did he get the order?! Gottie's last voice had turned into a roar, "Say, what the hell is going on!!" ”

“…… Do you want to know what's going on? The corners of Salen's mouth twitched, and then a strange and distorted, Gaudty look suddenly appeared on his face, and the narrowed pupils in his two wide-open eyes looked at Gaudty with a morbid look, "The thing is - tell that little. Son, let her die! ”

Grabbing the wine bottle on the table, Saren didn't hesitate and slammed it into Gottty's head.