"You're so boring."

Wrapping the quilt, Mu Wan'an was far away in disgust, and she turned her back to him:

"I think you like Song Bingjue, right? ...... keep him so close."

Ten ......"

There was nothing to say about the woman's brain circuits, and Leon's focus was never here.

He suddenly thought of something, and propped his backhand beside her:

"I can give you more things to stay by Song Bingjue's side, you will be the absolute hostess in Fort Corsica, there will be no other women around me, you will be the most honorable woman in the whole of Italy." Leave him and stay with me honestly. ”

"Stop playing, okay? If you don't sleep, I'll sleep! ”

It's really annoying, Mu Wan'an raised his head from the quilt, and his face was full of sleepiness:

"If you want to prove that you are stronger than Song Bingjue, you go through the right way, what is it through a woman? Think of yourself as a duck? ”

"No one has ever dared to say that about me."

I didn't expect her to say this, Leon's face suddenly sank, and he grabbed her neck:

"Don't think I'll spare you for Song Bingjue's sake."

He suddenly changed his face, Mu Wan'an was really startled, and after feeling the actual strength held on his neck, he tried his best to maintain his composure:

"If you really kill me, what will you do to deal with Song Bingjue? I guess you want to surpass him, not let you and his forces lose both, right? ”

"It's not a good thing that women are too smart."

The words seemed to work, and she saw a smile on Leon's face, and then the force on her neck was lifted.

After he let go, Mu Wan'an coughed for a long time before he felt that he was breathing a lot easier.

There was no longer him in the room, so Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the quilt tightly.

In the company of a moody man like Leon, who treats human life like a mustard, it really needs to be reminded.

At sunset, the city of Florence is shrouded in a thick layer of orange, and many of the buildings that have survived are imbued with the humanism of centuries ago.

When he stepped onto the tarmac of a local tycoon, Song Bingjue's whole person was much thinner than a few days ago, and after he simply thanked his master, he left here with Han Xiu.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a large group of people quickly gathered around him, each wearing a meticulous black handmade suit with a solemn expression.

"Looks like you really value me."

After looking around, Song Bingjue saw a lot of familiar faces, and he smiled coldly:

"The elite of the mafia, most of them were transferred out by you. The contemptible man really has a light on his face. ”

"After all, you're the only one who deserves to compete with me in all these years. If you don't have such a high salary, you can't stand your strength. ”

With Leon's megalomaniacal voice, a figure cut through the crowd and walked in.

Leon was dressed in a black shirt, his face was pale, and his lips were bloody, like a messenger from hell in the twilight.

He smiled, as if welcoming a friend he hadn't seen in years:

"Welcome to my paradise."

They arrive at the city's premier Ricasori Hotel, a luxury venue controlled by the mafia.

In the face of Song Bingjue's cold eyes, Leon turned a blind eye, he showed a hospitable young man vividly, and even made a polite gesture when Song Bingjue stepped into the door of the hotel.

He led them into the entertainment complex on the second floor of the hotel, which was actually a casino.

The once lively and prosperous venue is now deserted, and Song Bingjue couldn't figure out what this madman was thinking about in his heart, so he just stood in place and didn't sit down.

Leon did not show the slightest dissatisfaction with his vigilance, he sat down on the throne and took a remote control from his men:

"Don't look at me like that, you know, your beloved woman is still in my hands."

He shook the remote control in his hand, and then showed a wicked and perverse smile:

"When you get here, you have to listen to me for everything. I'm not happy, I'm going to kill her at any time - it's not like I can't do that. I almost killed her the night before you came. ”

"It seems that you don't want to keep the mafia's position in Italy at all."

His words were half-true and half-false, Song Bingjue calmly frowned, and fierceness and anger suddenly burst out, and several mafia members not far behind him were a little shocked.

Leon had expected his reaction, and he smiled strangely and triumphantly:

"You are so naïve, you would think that getting close to a female star will make me let my guard down."

He played with the remote control in his hand and said nonchalantly:

"I noticed this woman when you first brought her back to Dragon Bay. I thought it was just a plaything for you, but I didn't expect you to fall in love with it? Or maybe you already knew her? ”

"Looks like your investigation isn't very accurate."

He propped himself up on the table and looked at Leon from such a distance:

"Or maybe that's what the mafia is capable of."

"Don't try to provoke me. I don't think you want to see the consequences. ”

Somewhat angry, Leon didn't show it on his face, he pressed one of the buttons of the remote control, and the monitoring screen began to appear on the big screen behind him:

Lying on a bed that looked like an operating table, Mu Wanye, the whole person seemed to fall into a deep sleep, the miserable white light hit her face, and the whole person was lifeless.

"What's wrong with her?"

She looks like a dead person now, Song Bingjue couldn't help but clench her fists, and her eyes were like a sharp falcon:

"Leon, I advise you to hand her over honestly. Offending the Dragon Palace and the snake's head, forming a flanking attack, I think, this is not the result you want. ”

"Who knows?"

Shrugged indifferently, Leon stood up and walked to the wall, not knowing what mechanism had been pressed, and one wall slowly moved away, revealing a booth with swords and daggers.

"It's a treasure I've been collecting for years."

Taking out a katana from it, Leon pulled out the scabbard, aimed the blade at Song Bingjue, and said incomparably arrogantly:

"We play three rounds, two out of three, and if we win, you can take her...... If you lose, she'll have to stay here forever. ”

"Than what?"

He agreed without hesitation, much to Leon's surprise.

"It seems that this woman has an extraordinary place in your heart."

"Isn't that what you know?"

With a sarcastic smile, Song Bingjue glanced at the weapon in his hand:

"Demon Knife Village Rain, it turns out that you stole it."

"Cold weapons, snipers, and hand-to-hand combat."

Announcing these three items, Leon had a conceited smile in his tone, and he continued to introduce the game for which he set the rules:

"Cold weapons and snipers can effectively determine the score, but in hand-to-hand combat, you can't tell the winner if you don't fight to the death. Song Bingjue, you have to think about it, if you lose, I will press the switch, and the reagent will be injected directly into her body. ”

Seeing Song Bingjue's eyebrows furrowed almost invisibly, Leon felt inexplicably satisfied, and he gloated:

"There is another way, as long as you bow down to me and say that you are not as good as me, I can also let her go. Directly omitted the intermediate link, what do you think? ”

"Just come on."

He refused the second method without thinking about it, Song Bingjue pulled out one from the knife on the wall, took it in his hand and tried it, and quickly recognized the knife.

It was actually a knife placed in the Kanda Shrine - Tian Cong Yun.

"You're really crazy."

He glanced over and found that there were all famous knives on display, presumably stolen by Leon himself.

"The game is on, where can you be so casual!"

Leon, who was holding the knife, had a serious expression since the moment Song Bingjue picked up the knife, and he raised the knife to slash at him, but he gently avoided it.

In the first half of the period, Song Bingjue only defended but did not attack, and Leon attacked layer by layer, but he avoided it lightly.

This made Leon very unhappy, and he continued to swing his knife as he sharply questioned:

"Why don't you fight back? I didn't let you take a knife to play such a boring game with me! Fight back! ”

"What are you anxious about?"

While leisurely holding his head-on blow with a knife, Song Bingjue said leisurely:

"I finally got this world-famous knife, of course I have to watch and play with it."

"You're deliberately provoking me?"

Leon, who had several opponent experiences with Song Bingjue, knew that this was his usual routine, and continued to slash and attack hard, but his expression became more and more gloomy:

"The Chinese are so despicable!"

"Now that you know my intentions, don't be angry."

Showing a smile, Song Bingjue looked at Leon's gloomy face, the hand holding the knife lightly dodged, bypassed the blade and hit Leon on the wrist with the blade of the knife.

The blow didn't let Leon's knife slip, but it slowed down his attack.

The previously well-planned offensive has now been loosened.

Song Bingjue saw the ruthlessness in his eyes, knowing that this time he was completely enraged by himself, and several flaws were exposed under his hands, so he hit his wrist again, forcing him to let go of the knife.

"Bang-"

As the knife was slapped to the ground, Leon's face became more and more ugly, and he just wanted to pick it up, when he heard Song Bingjue say lightly:

It only took two blows to the wrist before the knife was released. Is this a real swordsman? Leon, your old godfather didn't teach you well. ”

As he spoke, his knife was once again placed on his neck with lightning speed:

"In this game, you lost."

"It's all because of your deception!"

On his own turf, he actually let him win the jackpot, Leon was very unwilling, and his arrogance at the beginning was slightly restrained:

"I didn't expect you to grow a lot in the past few years, it's me who underestimated you."