The lightning flashed and the rumble of thunder sounded, illuminating a cliff in an instant. The wind roared and the rain poured down. The waves were gathered, coming from a distance, hitting the cliff and scattering high.

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Wang Yan hadn't come back to his senses yet, he felt his body falling rapidly, and at the same time there was water falling on him from above. He knew clearly that those were raindrops, because the thunder echoed in his ears. He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the situation below, using the dim light.

Seeing it was water, I immediately straightened my body and protected my chest with my arms. At the same time, I took a deep breath and was immediately surrounded by water with a 'pop' sound.

I can't say that his water quality is very good, but it is still at level 3. Coupled with his powerful internal organs and long breathing, he can be called an underwater bully, which is enough.

The thing that worried him about hitting the underwater rocks did not happen. This place was very deep. He stopped sinking. He swung his arms, kicked hard with his long legs, exerted force on his waist and abdomen and made a wave, and he surfaced in a moment.

Water surface. Stepping on the water, I used my hands to push back the half-length hair that blocked my sight. I wiped my face and felt the salty taste on my lips. It was sea water.

With the faint light, he could clearly see the steep cliff in front of him. Wang Yan plunged into the sea and swam to the rocks leaking out of the water on the edge of the cliff. He once again put his hair back, wiped the water off his face, and then

Just spit on the sea, sending the discomfort in your mouth back to the sea.

He didn't scold the living dad. After all, he wasn't hurt. He was just soaked and embarrassed. It didn't matter. He had been with the living dad for more than three hundred years. He knew that the living dad didn't make useless moves and wouldn't throw him into the sea for no reason.

Throw.

After looking around and confirming that there was no problem, I started to receive the identity information arranged by the system despite the pouring rain.

Wang Yan, twenty-nine years old, traveled to many places in the country due to war, and then disappeared.

The time now is June 10, 1940, and this place is Syracuse on the east coast of Sicily. The person he just greeted politely with his saliva was the Mediterranean Sea.

After seeing it, Wang Yan knew in his heart that he would have to keep growing this time. Because his appearance and skin color had not changed. He was still the same person, with yellow skin from the far east. Where is this? It is Italy. Now

The leader is Old Mo Solini. No matter how funny Italy was in World War II, he was still an Axis power and a player on the same team as Chiatler. Today, it is Old Mo Solini who is officially

Declared war with Britain and France.

He didn't check whether there were any Chinese here before, because it didn't matter whether there were Chinese or not. The way he looked, it was difficult to mix here. Of course, it wasn't just here that he couldn't mix, it was also difficult to mix in other places except Asia. There was discrimination.

Insults are minor, being killed is common.

But I think there should be some Chinese people here. After all, many of the workers who arrived in the developing countries 20 years ago have stayed, and they should have spread over the years.

His information is useless, it just gives him evidence of his existence. As for how he got here, it all depends on what he says. Of course, no one will care about how he got here...

Shaking his head, instead of standing there in a daze like Erbi despite the heavy rain, Wang Yan got up and groped his way up the cliff.

There is a road leading up to the coast. With the light of the big lightning, some buildings in the distance are now visible. Wang Yan stood on the muddy road and looked at the surrounding environment. He compared it with the scene of Malena's seaside mansion in the movie.

This is it, let’s just say that the living dad has no extra moves. But I still can’t help but complain, why don’t I just put him on the road? I have to throw him into the sea...

Wang Yan once again pushed his hair back with both hands and wiped the rain off his face. Wang Yan ran away. In this row of more than ten seaside mansions, he didn't know which one Malena lived in. And now late at night, too

There was no light, so it was difficult to detect. It would take him a while to identify it.

There was thunder, lightning, rain, and wind. He was not afraid that others would hear the noise. He ran to the front of the nearest hospital. Wang Yan's momentum continued unabated, and he climbed over the wall. Then the noise became quieter and quieter.

Peep into the house through the cracks outside.

It is said that it is a mansion, but it is just a comparison of the location and the past. Now it is not luxurious at all, with broken walls and tiles, and holes for leakage of wind and rain. Wang Yan climbed the wall and opened the windows to change several positions, and finally found it.

An old couple sleeps soundly in bed.

Shaking his head, Wang Yan climbed over the high wall to the adjacent backyard, and groped around to check again. He went back and forth in this way until he climbed over six walls, and finally found himself in the seventh house, a house in the middle.

On the second floor, I found Malena, half covered with a thin quilt and wearing a nightgown with suspenders, walking through the mountains and valleys, with her long legs exposed, and she looked very charming even when she was sleeping.

Wang Yan looked like his mother was a pervert, squatting outside the window on the second floor and watching her.

People's aesthetics are different. No matter what others say, he likes it very much, especially the figure. Compared with Asia, women in Europe and the United States are generally much plumper, with a very curvy front and back. And

Generally speaking, the women here have better fighting ability than those in Asia. He has experienced it a lot over the years and has a lot of say...

After sighing with emotion, Wang Yan jumped off the window sill more than three meters high and landed firmly on the muddy ground below. He walked to the door to the yard and tried to push and pull it twice. It was pinned inside and could not be opened. Although this

He could kick the door open with one kick, but of course he wouldn't do that. Instead, he turned around and walked around to the window at the back. After some fumbling, he pushed it open, stamped his feet to gain energy, and then jumped in deftly.

sound.

After closing the window, Wang Yan took off his tattered clothes, shoes and socks and threw them aside. He was only wearing a pair of white loose pants and his bare feet. He noticed that there was a bag of bread on the table on the side and took a few slices.

While eating, I looked around the room. The conditions were just like that at this time and age, nothing unusual.

When he passed by the mirror and looked at his body, Wang Yan thought about it, and with a thought, the colorful tattoos were revealed. The father of the system was an expert. Although it was very confusing to think that there were many ferocious beasts densely packed together, in reality

There is no such thing. People who understand can tell which is which at a glance. People who don’t understand will not find it messy and disorderly. It is very harmonious and pleasing to the eye.

The reason why I got the tattoo is very simple. There are not many opportunities to use this thing. It is a system reward. I can't just go blind. I want to be a bully from the East.

And this time, his situation is not good. He has no identity, no background, and no resources. He will be arrested within an hour of wandering around. So this time, he has to continue his old profession and become a gangster.

, to be the king of the underground, wait until two years after Italy surrenders before he can walk openly on the streets. Of course, he will definitely not walk on the streets like a monkey, it's just that he has an identity at that time.

It just so happened that Sicily was the hometown of the Mafia. He used to fight with them when he was a gangster leader in Southeast Asia. This time he really went inside and stole the house and killed them.

Thinking about some things that were not available, Wang Yan turned around and went to the kitchen to drink some more water. The bread was probably a little dry.

After doing this, he went up to the room facing Marlena on the second floor, took out the quilt, lay down and slept soundly. He didn't act like a pervert again by going to Marlena's bedside. Sooner or later, it would be his, so why rush...

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The next day, the biological clock of more than 300 years made Wang Yan get up early. Outside the window was a clear sky after the rain. There were already pedestrians who got up early to go to work on the road outside to the sea. To avoid being discovered, he did not go out to exercise. There was a cupboard on the side.

A pair of slightly worn men's trousers and a beige shirt were found inside. It was obvious that they belonged to Marlena's dead husband.

Thinking that it was related to his body shape, Wang Yan measured it and didn't put it on. It was a lot smaller and he had no choice but to give up. He originally wanted to face Marlena like a normal person, but now it seems impossible.

He shook his head, threw the tattered clothes into the cabinet, wandered past the sleeping Marlena, went downstairs to get a glass of water, sat at the dining table and ate yesterday's bread.

He didn't eat everything, he was only slightly full and didn't eat any more. He saw that there was only so much food in the room, so he had to leave some for Marlena. Then he took out the sharp sword that had not been sheathed for a long time from the space, and carefully

I was really bored looking at the exquisite decorations on it, so I just wanted to kill time.

After a while, footsteps sounded. Wang Yan glanced at the clock on the side. It read half past six. Then he stood the knife upright, folded his hands on the handle, and waited quietly for Marlena to come down.

Marlena yawned, casually fixed the sling that had fallen off her shoulders, straightened her disheveled hair, and walked down the stairs listlessly step by step in slippers. After walking down the last staircase, she went straight to the kitchen without paying attention before.

Look, her eyes suddenly opened wide now, and she saw a man covered in tattoos, wearing only a pair of big pants, and holding a long black knife looking at her with bright eyes.

Subconsciously, she stopped and stepped back. At the same time, she opened her mouth to shout, but at this moment, the man's magnetic voice sounded: "Beautiful lady, don't blame me for not warning me in advance. If you dare to shout, I will kill you."

about you."

As she watched, the man slashed with a knife, neatly cutting off the back of the chair on one side. Thinking of the horrific scene of the knife falling on her body, she swallowed the scream that reached her throat, carefully step by step.

He retreated to the wall at the entrance of the stairs, looked at the Oriental man sitting not far away with some fear, and asked in a trembling voice: "You can take away whatever you like from my house, please don't hurt me..."

While speaking, she hugged her chest tightly with her arms. She was confident enough in her own beauty, but she was afraid that the man from the East would show his bestiality at the first sight, and she would kill him first.

Wang Yan shook his head and mumbled in the level 2 Italian provided by the system: "You don't have to be afraid. I came last night. If I wanted to do something to you, why wait until now? Relax, beautiful.

Madam, come, come and sit down."

Seeing the cold light shining on the tip of the knife facing her, Malena kept shaking her head, but she still walked slowly and obediently to Wang Yan, and sat tremblingly on the chair with a piece of backrest flattened by the knife.

She is a woman, and in front of her is a majestic man with strong muscles and a sharp weapon. She can't resist. She has no other way but to obey. Resistance is just a knife. She doesn't want to die. She is still waiting for her husband to return.

.

"Very good." Wang Yan nodded encouragingly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Yan, you can call me 'Wang'. Now, I have encountered some problems. I wonder if you are willing to help me?"

"Of course, sir, I'm glad to be of service to you." Marlena looked at the beautiful knife in front of her, trying to keep her voice steady and restraining the great fear in her heart.

"I am a homeless man without a home, and I have traveled a lot to get here. But as you have seen my skin color and my appearance, I will not be accepted by your compatriots. They will report me and call the police.

Then my fate will be either to be killed by the police or to be enslaved. What a tragic situation that is."

Wang Yan tried his best to imitate the emphasis of the foreign devils: "So, I need a place to live, I need to be protected from the rain and wind, I need to be fed and clothed, beautiful lady, are you willing to help me?"

"Sir, I think you might consider going..." Marina's mind was racing, trying to speak clearly without offending the man in front of her, but she was only halfway through her words when she felt a chill on her neck, which frightened her.

With a shiver, he quickly changed his words: "I... of course... of course I am willing. If you don't mind... you can rest here temporarily for a while."

"Thank you for your help, ma'am." Wang Yan put the knife back in front of him and looked at the woman in front of him: "I may be here for one day, maybe two days, or maybe a year or two. In short, I will stay here while I am here.

Make sure the situation is safe before leaving. Beautiful lady, do you have any questions?"

"Of course, of course not." Marlena nodded repeatedly: "Just... just can you... can you not hurt me?"

Wang Yan looked at the frightened and trembling, pitiful woman in front of him. Hearing her say such interesting words, he couldn't help but laugh: "I said, if I want to hurt you, it won't happen today. And I won't let you go in vain.

Help, I will pay you the corresponding money for my accommodation and food while I am here. But I am penniless now, and it may take a while before I can give it to you."

"No, it's okay. You don't have to pay."

"I always do what I say." Wang Yan shook his head and asked, "Such a beautiful lady, how should I call you?"

"My name is Malena, Malena Scodia."

"Okay, Ms. Marlena. I'm not very polite right now. Your husband's clothes don't fit, so I need some fitting clothes and plenty of food. If possible, I hope you can help me."

I'll bring back some books to kill my boring time. Also, buy me a map of Sicily."

"I'll go to the town to buy it for you." Marlena stood up and wanted to leave, but when she saw the smiling Wang Yan, she sat back on the chair sensibly, and asked cautiously with wide eyes pitifully: "

May I?"

"Of course, Marlena. But I want to remind you that if you go to town to call the police or tell something about me, believe me, Marlena, I promise your God that you and your
To be continued...