Xia Yunjie went downstairs and wandered leisurely through the streets and attractions of Florence as he did yesterday, his mind scanning the surroundings intermittently. www.biquge.info He couldn't be sure when or where Mao stiff would appear. But his uncanny instinct told him that the day was getting closer and closer to finding Mao Zhuang.

After walking for a while, he found a street coffee shop, and like most Italians who like to drink coffee, Xia Yunjie ordered a cup of coffee, then sat under the parasol, and called Mario while drinking coffee.

When making a call, Xia Yunjie found that he was becoming more and more nosy, but he had to take care of what he should take care of after all, because he was not a cold-blooded person.

"Good morning, honorable Mr. Xia, is there anything Mario can do for you?" the phone was quickly answered, and Mario's voice was much more respectful than ever.

This is actually normal, even if Mario's parents only gave him his life once, but Xia Yunjie has already saved his life twice. Not only that, but the image of the bullet shooting into his head and clanging to the ground last night is still fresh in Mario's memory. Now Mario has no doubt that as long as Xia Yunjie is willing, he is fully capable of ruling or even destroying this world, not to mention that he is the godfather of the mafia?

"There's a little thing I need your help with. Xia Yunjie said.

"Tell me, it's a great honor for the Mario and Ferro families to serve you. Mario said more and more respectfully, so respectful that Xia Yunjie enjoyed it very much, and at the same time almost got goosebumps.

"I'm in Florence now, I know a very kind and gentle proprietress ...... she has a sanctimonious husband," Xia Yunjie told Mario about Monica in general, and then said: "Is it convenient for you to deal with this matter? ”

"Oh, honorable Mr. Xia, where is this kind of scum worthy of your personal action, just leave it to me, I will definitely make him kneel and cry and beg Monica for forgiveness and divorce. Mario's exaggerated voice came over the phone.

"In that case, I'll leave this matter to you. Xia Yunjie said.

"Don't worry, I'll let Mihali know how wrong he is today. Mario said.

"Thank you very much. Xia Yunjie said and hung up the phone.

Mario on the other end of the phone put away his phone, and there was a fierce glint in his eyes......

Monica finally couldn't resist the smell of the "potion", and hurried back to her home by the Arno River after finishing her morning's business.

Monica's husband, Mihali, was a Florentine upper-class man with a well-off family and a nice villa on the banks of the Arno River.

Monica enters the house, fills the tub with water, and pours the bottle of "potion" into the tub.

Suddenly the water in the bathtub turned sky blue, crystal clear, which fascinated the eyes, and not only that, but the whole bathroom was also filled with a faint fragrance, which was just like the natural fragrance of flowers and plants in nature, which made people can't help but be deeply intoxicated.

Monica couldn't resist the temptation anymore and took off her clothes and walked into the tub. As soon as she lay down, she felt an extremely gentle and cool feeling spread over her whole body, and then she was horrified to find that the bruises on her legs, the bruises on her stomach, and the bruises on her plump **** were all slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh my God, this is incredible! How is this possible?" Monica couldn't help but scream, her hand subconsciously stroked the skin on her body, and the skin really became smooth and delicate, although it was not obvious, but Monica was 100% sure that it was really getting younger.

While Monica was taking a bath, Florence City Councillor Mihali, Monica's husband, was sitting in his office receiving an aristocratic man.

In Italy there are 142 mafia families, 42 of which are really big families, all of which are linked to each other through a committee. In Italy, every province where there is a mafia has a committee that can kill people in any family's sphere of influence without notifying its family members. Above the provincial council is the 11-member committee, which is the highest authority of the mafia.

This aristocratic man was Lorenzo, the godfather of the Florentine mafia Pache family, and one of the members of the committee of the province of Tuscany. It was with his help that Mihali ran for the position of councillor.

"Mihaly, if you still want to sit in the seat of councillor with dignity, I suggest that you divorce your wife at once and ask for her forgiveness. Lorenzo said in a nonchalant tone, but with a majesty that could not be resisted.

"Why? Divorce will ruin my public image, it will ruin my political future. Mihaly's face changed slightly.

"Well, then you just wait for the ugly picture of you taking drugs, prostitution, and gambling on the news tomorrow, so that you can't even be a city councilor." Lorenzo said, standing up.

"Are you threatening me, Mr. Lorenzo, and what good is it for you?" said Mihali, his face changed again.

"It doesn't do us any good, but it saves your life. I don't want to be in my sphere of influence to see a member of parliament assassinated to death, and I certainly don't want the police to come to my door and interrogate me, because you know that would be very troublesome and would cost me a lot of money. Lorenzo said.

"Is it that serious? Is that stinky bitch out there......" Mihaly said with a slightly pale face.

"Shut up!" Before Mihaly could finish his words, Lorenzo suddenly turned around and punched him, then clapped his hands again, pulled his clothes, and regained his aristocratic temperament: "Remember, from this moment on, you don't touch a single hair of Monica, and don't say anything insulting to her, otherwise it won't be as simple as divorce." ”

"Okay, I'll divorce Monica and ask her for forgiveness, but can you tell me who it is?" Mihaly touched the cheek that was punched by Lorenzo, and finally realized the seriousness of the situation, otherwise Lorenzo, who has always paid attention to gentlemanly and aristocratic demeanor, would not suddenly punch him out of shape, obviously for this matter, Lorenzo is also very angry and helpless, after all, Mihali is his partner in the government, and ruining his political future is only bad for him.

"I can't tell you who, but I can tell you that it's Palermo calling, and it's one of the eleven people! Now you should understand what a stupid thing you've done to treat such a beautiful and sexy wife well!" Lorenzo said.

Mihaly obviously knew about the Committee of 11, and his face turned pale when he heard this.

There has always been news that the entire Italian mafia earns nearly 100 billion euros every year, either legally or illegally, equivalent to more than 5 percent of the entire Italian GDP.

The Committee of 11 is the supreme authority of these huge forces, and you can imagine how powerful these 11 are. It is no exaggeration to say that the decisions of any one of these 11 people can affect the livelihoods of many people, and even the decisions of local governments and even the country. Of course, if they really want to destroy a person or kill a person, it's very simple.

"It's impossible! she's just the owner of a family hotel, how could she have access to a big man of that level!" Mihaly cried.

"Nothing is impossible!" Lorenzo dissatisfied.

"I understand, I'll deal with this as soon as possible. Mihaly touched his cheek again and said helplessly.

Lorenzo nodded, then walked out, but when he reached the door, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to Mihaly and said, "When you go out, someone will invite you to get in the car, you better not refuse." ”

Hearing this, Mihaly couldn't help but tremble, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at Lorenzo: "Mr. Lorenzo, you can't do that to me!"

"Death and the temporary pain of the flesh, you choose!" said Lorenzo as he opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the closed door and remembering Lorenzo's words just now, Mihali's eyes were full of panic, but he had no choice, because the more he came into contact with Lorenzo and them, the more Mihali knew how terrible they were, not to mention the eleven of the entire Italian mafia family!