(Ask for a ticket!) Ask for a ticket! ）

In the early morning of the second half of the night, Li Yaoyang smashed open the door of the Ricardian family.

Luckily, this guy is a nocturnal creature, and it's not a disturbing dream, but it's also a drunken day.

“lee？ You~Hiccup~ Why are you here? Is it dawn? ”

This guy is drunk like an idiot, and he can't tell the difference between black and white.

Flashed in, a room full of blonde blondes, lying everywhere like rotten meat.

The only two sober ones are still drunk, angrily scolding social injustice at the wine bottle.

This was not the place to talk, and despite Ricardo's resistance, he dragged the man upstairs, casually pushed open a quiet room, and poured him a glass of cold water.

"Are you awake?"

"Hiccup~ Damn, what are you going to do?"

Li Yaoyang's movements were relatively rough, a little water was sprinkled on his body, and as soon as the cold water stimulated, he instantly became a lot more sober.

"It's good to wake up, there's an urgent matter that needs your help!"

"What's the urgency? I came here in the middle of the night, as if someone had died. ”

"If you don't help, you're going to die."

Ricardo shook his head vigorously:

"Is anyone really dead? Say it, then. ”

"Lorenzo Berardi, he has a son, Lorenzo II, who once participated in the invasion of the Old Summer Palace by a multinational coalition, and then they moved their family to the ugly country, you can help me find this person."

He said a lot in one breath, and Ricardo listened to it for a while:

"Wait, slow down, who the hell are you looking for?"

"Damn, Lorenzo, did you hear me?" Li Yaoyang shouted into his ear.

Ricardo was agitated, and the whole person jumped up, cradling his ears frantically.

"Shit, why are you so loud?"

"Did you hear me clearly?"

"Hear, Lorenzo, Berardi? Wait, that's a familiar name. ”

Li Yaoyang surprise:

"You know?"

"Wait, let me think about it~" Ricardo is also ruthless, and in order to get his brain to work, he slapped himself hard.

'Bang~' made a crisp sound, and the ceiling trembled.

Li Yaoyang shrank his neck, he was a ruthless person, and he couldn't afford to provoke him.

"I remember, it's the famous collector, right? Lorenzo Berardi, yes, that's him, can't be wrong. ”

"Yes, yes, it's a collector, do you really know? Where is he? Li Yaoyang pulled Ricardo excitedly.

"Bastard, don't shake it, you have to vomit."

With a rub, Li Yaoyang took three steps back, reacting faster than a rabbit.

Ricardo picked up the glass of water and poured a few sips, barely suppressing the nausea:

"What did you just ask?"

"I asked you where Lorenzo is and how can you find him?"

Ricardo burped and pointed to the ceiling with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" Li Yaoyang blinked, and he didn't know why.

"Sadly, he has returned to the arms of God."

"Dead?"

"Hmm~ dead, all turned to ashes." Ricardo gloated, sat on the bed with his butt on his ass, and propped his hands back to see what Li Yaoyang would do next.

"He's dead, what about his family?" Li Yaoyang asked.

"Family? The devil knows that his son is a loser, and he fights with people every day, and the little property that old Lorenzo saved is probably lost. ”

Li Yaoyang grabbed his hair fiercely:

"Damn! Bastard! ”

Seeing him gritting his teeth, Ricardo couldn't help but say:

"Why do you have to look for this person?"

"As I said, a very important person is at stake, and the Berardi family has a life-saving thing in their hands."

"Not really, right? I advise you to prepare for the worst, because even if you find this person, the thing may be gone. ”

For a loser, it is normal to sell what is worth something.

"Anyway, I'll have to find him first, can I help?"

"Okay, think of a way~"

After saying that, he staggered to open the door and shouted downstairs:

"If there's anyone gasping for breath, come up with one."

Soon, one of the bodyguards rushed up the stairs:

"Mr. Moody, what are your orders?"

"Go find me someone, Lorenzo Berardi, no, that's the name of a dead man, his son is Lorenzo II."

Ricardo still didn't sober up, and his speech was inverted.

Li Yaoyang helped repeat the name:

"You must be fast, this person is useful to me, don't act rashly after finding it, notify me as soon as possible."

Ricardo stretched out his hands at the bodyguard:

"Hear? He's my boss now, and every day it's like he owes him a lot. ”

Ignoring his complaints, Li Yaoyang stuffed a few Benjamin cards to the bodyguard alone:

"It must be fast!"

"Okay, I'll go find it!"

Li Yaoyang didn't leave, and he didn't dare to go back, but several old men were waiting for him to reply.

Until the sun was three poles, the bodyguards hurried back, and Ricardo slept like a dead pig, unable to wake up no matter how he screamed.

"Regardless of him, you say, where is the person?"

"Mr. Lee, I mobilized my brothers to search together, and finally found an alcoholic in the bar, his name is Lorenzo II, but I don't know if it is the person you are looking for."

"Hurry up~ take me quickly."

Half an hour later, they arrived at a speakeasy in Little Italy, where they had never been before.

As soon as I entered the door, it was quiet inside, and there were few people, only a few waiters cleaning up the tables and chairs.

Ricardo's bodyguard has a large card, and as soon as he enters the house, he is greeted by the waiter.

"What about people?"

"Inside, I had people fill a few bottles of water, and I'm already awake by now."

The bodyguard nodded, and turned sideways to signal Li Yaoyang to invite first.

When I came to a staff lounge at the back, I saw a strong man with a blue nose and a swollen face, sitting on the sofa dejectedly.

"Lorenzo?" Li Yaoyang shouted.

"Huh? Who are you? The other party raised his head and asked angrily.

The bodyguard went up with a kick, and the sole of the shoe was printed right on his chest:

"Speak to me, Mr. Lee is a friend of Mr. Moody's."

Lorenzo is also a mess, and he is so stubborn when he is beaten:

"Chinese? Mr. Moody is really cheap, and he is friends with the Chinese. ”

Li Yaoyang didn't talk nonsense with him, took out the gun and loaded it, and the muzzle of the gun went straight to the center of the other party's eyebrows, and he stopped the person at once:

"Bastard, I don't want to waste my words with you, tell me, do you still have the ancient books you stole from the Old Summer Palace? If you sell it, you better tell me a word, otherwise, I will let you live in fear for the rest of your life! ”

Lorenzo swallowed hard, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, he was playing with guns, and he could clearly judge whether a person had murderous intentions.

This Chinese man had blood on his hands, and he really dared to shoot.

With a deep change of breath, he said:

"I don't know what ancient books you're referring to, the things you brought back from the Old Summer Palace are all kept at home, my father said they are very valuable, but no one buys them at all."

Li Yaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, that's right, Chinese painting is just that, at least you can see the artistic conception, but foreigners can't understand the characters and books, so they naturally don't know the value.

The muzzle of the gun was pushed forward, and he said coldly:

"Get up, take me, hurry!"