"We're on our way to Punic Prison," Sun Desheng glanced at Ah Cuo in the rearview mirror, and continued: "It's almost an hour before you arrive, you can ....... slowly" The expression on Sun Desheng's face was solemn when he spoke, and he couldn't see his usual hippie smile at all.

"Monroe is dead...... "After looking at Sun Desheng and Yang Xiao with tense faces, and there were tears on Little Ivan's face that had not been wiped off. Ah Cuo finally remembered what had happened, and after getting up and sitting in his seat, Ah Cuo looked out of the car window in a daze. Although the beautiful landscapes of southern Italy were everywhere he could see (the real Ferrara was located in the northeastern part of Italy), Ah Cuo's mind was so blank that he couldn't even hear Sun Desheng's words of comfort.

So, after nearly an hour of depression, their car finally drove into an ancient Roman town. After being dragged out of the car by Sun Desheng, he was blown by the wind, and Ah Cuo's state was a little better. However, he still followed behind Sun Desheng and a few people in a daze, and Monroe only left a sentence before he died: Go to Ferrara to find Hannibal, this sentence has no beginning or end.

That is, a fat man like Sun Desheng who has a seven-trick exquisite heart still has a little way, he made a phone call, and after chatting with the people on the phone for a long time, he hung up the phone and turned back to a few people and said: "There is no ...... of 130,000 permanent residents here, including the floating population and tourists, with Hannibal's in his name."

Ah Cuo is still in a state of leaving his soul, and this sentence is mainly said to Yang Xiao. However, with Sun Desheng present, ordinary people don't need to think about things. After Sun Desheng finished speaking, he immediately gave his own answer: "It seems that we are looking in the wrong direction......"

As he spoke, Sun Desheng had already reopened the car door, and after getting into the car, he said to the other three people: "Ferrara's general direction is correct, but this Hannibal's name should not be his real name." Moreover, the Punic Prison is full of top people in the dark night, and it is impossible to be in the city. It's not for me to say, in that case, let's look in a different direction. ”

As he spoke, he had already started the car, and after driving, he glanced at Ah Cuo, who was completely out of state, in the rearview mirror, and sighed before driving the car out.

After asking locals for the addresses of several surrounding villages, Mr. Sun drove the car out. Twenty minutes later, they came to the first small village. The village is not very large, and it looks like there are only about 100 families in it.

After a few people parked the car, Sun Desheng took them back from the village for a few trips. Then he entered the only tavern in the village, but it was still early, and there were no other customers in the tavern except the bartender. Now only Sun Desheng can speak Italian, and I don't know how he spoke to the bartender. After chatting for a while, the bartender brought out a bottle of whiskey from the World War II era, which is known as the treasure of his town.

Seeing this bottle of whiskey, Ah Cuo and Little Ivan remembered Monroe who had just left, and the mood that had just gotten better instantly fell silent again. However, Sun Desheng regained his hippie smile, and after a glass of whiskey with the bartender, he took out a five-hundred-euro bill in addition to the wine money and stuffed it into the bartender's pocket.

The bartender had never received so much tips in his life, and his face turned red with excitement for a while, and then he said everything he could and couldn't say with the strength of the wine. After a few words, Sun Desheng heard what he needed, and when he finally said goodbye to the bartender, he was kissed the face by the bartender who was so excited that his face was flushed, and then he let the Chinese fat man leave.

After getting out of the tavern, they returned to the car, Sun Desheng wiped his face and said to a few people around him with a smile: "It should be here, there is a big villa outside the village where a local rich man is vacationing, and the owner changed a few months ago." The new owner also bought 20 hectares of land near the villa, which is now covered with barbed wire. There are also people with weapons wandering around, not that I said, we should have found the Punic Prison. ”

After Sun Desheng finished speaking, he glanced at Yang Xiao, who was also looking at him, and said with a smile: "Old Yang, I have to trouble you this time, you go in first to explore the way." If it's really a Punic prison, come out and spread the word that we'll go in and find Hannibal. ”

After Yang Xiao glanced at Ah Cuo and Little Ivan, who were still dull, he said to Sun Desheng: "What should you do when I go in?" If something happens now, who can you count on if I'm not here? ”

"It's okay, with me, you can put your heart in your stomach." As he spoke, Sun unbuttoned his jacket, revealing the handle of his revolver. After smiling at Yang Xiaoya, he continued: "As long as you know that it is Punic Prison or hear the three of Hanbani, hurry out, it's not for me to say, how can I say that I was also an anti-narcotics police back then, and if you really do it, there is no problem in carrying it for an hour or two." ”

As he spoke, Sun Desheng had already driven the car out. After another twenty minutes, I saw the bartender in the distance on the shore of a lake. This villa is somewhat outrageously large, and it is said that the richest man in the area used it exclusively for vacation. It's just that after changing the new owner, the barbed wire fence was pulled up from afar. Inside, you can faintly see people patrolling back and forth with automatic rifles on their backs. After Sun Desheng instructed a few words, Yang Xiao disappeared out of thin air in his seat.

After Yang Xiao disappeared, Sun Desheng still didn't say a word to Ah Cuo. It's just that Ah Cuo didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes stared straight at the surface of the lake that rippled from time to time, as if he hadn't heard what he said at all.

Just when Sun Desheng was a little embarrassed, Yang Xiao had already reappeared in the position where he had disappeared just now, nodded at Sun Desheng, and said: "You guessed it right, there are six heavily guarded rooms inside, and I was in an office and heard someone called Hannibal." This is supposed to be the Punic Prison, and you're in luck......"

"You can praise me again in a while" Sun Desheng laughed for a while, and then said to Ah Cuo, who looked like a walking corpse in the back seat of the car: "Sober up, I will have a chance to avenge my brother-in-law soon." I didn't say it, you didn't want to go in like that, did you? Those who know that you are going to move the rescue soldiers, and those who don't know think that you are Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin. ”

After hearing that there was a chance to avenge Monroe, Ah Cuo's soul came back a little. After taking a deep breath, he said to Sun Desheng: "As you said, I will take the lives of Victor, Haiwen and Kimura......

Sun Desheng nodded, looked at Ah Cuo from the rearview mirror and said, "Their lives are all yours, but whose life can you want like this?" Cheer up, even if it's for Monroe's revenge. ”

After it was easy to recover a little bit, Sun Desheng drove the car to the gate of the villa. After getting out of the car, Sun Desheng rang the doorbell himself. Moments later, two white men with automatic rifles appeared in the doorway. After exchanging a few words of Italian with Sun Desheng, one of the men took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

About ten minutes later, a gray-haired old man arrived at the gate, surrounded by a team of bodyguards. The old man said to Sun Desheng and the others in English: "May I ask which of you is looking for Mr. Hannibal?" ”

Sun Desheng raised his hand with a smile and said to the old man: "I am Mr. Sabah on behalf of the night, and I have come to find Mr. Hannibal from the Punic Prison. Mr. Sabah has for some reason passed away, and he has some request that we personally convey it to Mr. Hannibal, and this address was also told to me by Mr. Sabah himself. ”

After hearing the phrases Sabah and Punic Prison, the old man let out a long sigh. After looking at Sun Desheng and the three people behind him, he said, "Please wait a moment, gentlemen, Mr. Hannibal will come to meet you in person later." ”