It was five o'clock in the morning when the plane landed, and Rolls-Royce drove for seven hours to finally reach the legendary city of killers.

The city does not look like the dilapidated and backward as Chen Feng imagined, but rather prosperous, with all kinds of villas, 100-meter-high buildings rising from the ground, and the vehicles on the streets are all luxury cars.

The only thing that makes Chen Feng feel different about this city is that everyone on the street doesn't look simple.

When Les-Royce drove through the street, the people walking on the road stood still and watched it leave, and the vehicles on the street also took the initiative to give way, like the treatment of the wolf king in the wolf pack.

Chen Feng doesn't need to think about it to know that people are not in awe of this Rolls-Royce, but the owner of this Rolls-Royce, the godfather.

"I'm surprised, this city of killers, the city of sin, and the city of no one is so orderly?" The clown closed the book and asked with a smile.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Isn't there no law in this city?" "I thought this place would be a mess and all kinds of crimes were rampant, after all, in a place where there is no law, it stands to reason that this should not be the scene.

"Who told you there are no laws here?" The clown smiled contemptuously, looked out the window and said, "Here, the godfather's word is the law, but anyone who does not follow the rules will definitely leave the city the next day, of course, in the form of corpses." ”

Chen Feng suddenly remembered Gu Qiu's words, he needed to wear a mask to enter the city, and immediately took out the cartoon mask that he bought from a small shop for ten yuan on the street.

Before he could put on the clown, he said disgustedly, "Your mask is too ugly, are you sure you want to put it on?" ”

The butler who drove the car said, "Sir, the rule is that people who enter the city for the first time do have to wear masks, but the rules are only for ordinary people, and you are the honored guest of the godfather, so of course you don't need to follow this rule." ”

Chen Feng immediately put the mask into the ring, and the clown kept looking at Chen Feng and asked curiously, "How did you do it?" Where did you hide the mask? ”

"No comment." Chen Feng looked out the window, admiring the scenery of the city, leaving the clown to wonder alone.

Ten minutes later, Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of a European-style manor, and there were fewer guards in the villa than Chen Feng imagined, only seven or eight people, but his intuition told Chen Feng that these people were all top masters.

In addition to people, there is a huge bully dog at the door, which is a large dog that many gangs love.

Wow wow wow!!

The bully dog smelled the scent of a human being and barked at Les-Royce, who was slowly driving into the manor.

The clown opened the window and said, "Hey, you, don't scare my friend." With that, he smashed the Playboy magazine in his hand on the bully dog's head.

The bully dog was smashed and whined, and then obediently stopped barking, and the clown turned his head to Chen Feng and quipped, "This dog thing seems to be interested in my magazine." ”

Chen Feng smiled, it felt good to be friends with the clown, except that he sometimes did some perverted things.

When the vehicle was parked, the housekeeper took Chen Feng towards the villa in the manor, and when he walked to the door of the villa, the white-gloved housekeeper opened the door and said, "The godfather is inside, please come in." ”

Chen Feng nodded politely to the housekeeper, walked into the villa with the clown, and saw the huge oil painting hanging on the wall at first sight.

This oil painting is the world-famous "Last Supper", which tells a religious story, and its meaning is stronger than the painting itself.

Chen Feng looked at this painting for a few times and began to observe the interior of the villa, the interior is not the kind of exaggerated and luxurious decoration, but very simple, and it feels a little inconsistent with the identity of the godfather.

"The godfather is praying, please wait a moment." A strong man who was supposed to be a bodyguard spoke.

The clown skillfully sat on the sofa, picked up an apple and nibbled on it, while turning on the TV and watching his favorite channel, a man and a woman close to the hand-to-hand combat program, which is legal in the United States.

Chen Feng turned his gaze to the large bookcase next to the sofa, the bookcase was stuffed with books, the paper of these books was a little old, and the owner of the manual often flipped through them, instead of the bookcases stuffed with all brand new books like some big bosses in China, which were completely used as a façade.

Crunch.

With the sound of the door opening, a figure walked out of the room in the back room, and when he came to the living room, Chen Feng finally met the legendary godfather.

The godfather appeared to be about sixty years old, dressed in a modest suit, with a cane in his left hand and a brown shorthair cat in his right hand.

The godfather's black and white oil head was neatly counted, the wrinkles on his face were difficult to hide, and his eyes were kind and serene.

At first glance, there is nothing too special, it seems to be an ordinary old man, but if you feel it carefully, Chen Feng feels a temperament.

This kind of temperament seems to be Taishan collapsed and not confused, as if everything is under control, calm and calm.

"Kids, keep you waiting." The godfather smiled, the wrinkles on his face stretched slightly, and he was like a kind old man.

Who would have thought that this seemingly kind old man had in his hands the killer alliance that had killed countless people.

"Hello Godfather." Chen Feng greeted the godfather politely, and at the same time glanced at the clown strangely, even if the godfather came, the clown did not turn the table, staring intently at the blonde girl on the screen.

"You're a polite kid, nice." The godfather walked up to the clown, patted the clown on the shoulder and said, "Joker, how many times have I told you, read more books, don't watch these shows." ”

"Books? I have a look, I don't believe you asked Chen Feng. The clown smiled lewdly, and the godfather looked at Chen Feng and said, "He really reads?" ”

Chen Feng coughed awkwardly and said, "Hmm." ”

The godfather nodded and praised, "There is progress, you are finally willing to listen to what the godfather says." ”

Chen Feng thought to himself that if the godfather knew what book the clown was reading, he would probably be angry with the clown, but it seems that the clown and the godfather are very familiar with each other, and he must have already known the clown's temperament.

"Godfather, I want to register as a member of the Killer Alliance, how should I go through the specific procedures?" Chen Feng wanted to complete the formalities as soon as possible and accompany the girls for a few more days before the next crossing.

"It's good for you to explain the matter of the registered killer to the housekeeper, I came to you to thank you in person for letting go of the clown, godfather, I owe you a favor." The godfather said sincerely.

Chen Feng smiled lightly and said, "I don't have any deep grudges with him, and it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, and we are friends now." ”

"That's the best outcome, friend, what a beautiful word." The godfather nodded approvingly.

Chen Feng frowned, and saw a thin black line looming around his godfather's neck.

(End of chapter)