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Chapter 1309 Let the storm come more violently

Not only was it difficult for Gerard to accept it, but he was about to collapse. These Asians were so cruel. Why did they still attack when he had clearly agreed?

"Pa" Dai Feilong grabbed his hand again, tapped Gerard's finger with the tip of the knife and said, "Will you cooperate?"

"I, I have promised you, how do you want me to cooperate?" Gerard gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger, helplessness and fear, and he looked at the tip of the knife on his fingernail tremblingly.

, people are really scared.

He really wanted to ask the other party, am I the mafia or you are the mafia? Why are the methods so cruel?

Gerard picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and made several calls in succession: "Two days ago, a Chinese businesswoman was kidnapped in a hotel. Do you know who in the family did this?"

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In the villa, there was silence for a while. Both Xiang Que and Gerard were waiting for his cell phone to ring again. They were thinking about Chen Xia, and the latter was thinking about his finger. Whether the phone rang meant whether Chen Xia could do it in the best possible way.

Being found quickly also means that Gerard's remaining nineteen fingers can be saved.

The five minutes of silence passed quickly. Xiang Que said something to Dai Feilong. Before Gerard could speak, the tip of the knife stabbed into his fingernail again.

"Ah... Madman, you madmen, I've tried my best, what else do you want? I swear, I really swear, unless you kill me, the entire Breano family will be chasing me crazily.

Kill you," Gerard held his right hand in pain, which was covered in blood, and two fingernails were pulled open to reveal bloody fingers.

"Pah, pah, pah" Dai Feilong patted his face and said, "Now is not the time for you to threaten us. You should think about how many of the remaining eighteen fingers you can save."

"Telephone, phone, I'll make a few more calls to ask," Gerard shouted frantically: "I will definitely be able to find someone this time. As long as it is our people who did it, I will definitely be able to find him."

"Continue, our time is precious," Dai Feilong said with a frown.

Gerard picked up the phone tremblingly. After thinking for a while, he didn't know who he had dialed. After the call was connected, he said straight to the point: "Help me check something. Someone must have used a helicopter at home two days ago.

, see who moved it."

After Gerard hung up the phone, he raised his head and gritted his teeth and said: "I will definitely come over with news within ten minutes."

"You couldn't have cooperated like this earlier, why bother!" Dai Feilong said.

A few minutes later, Gerard's cell phone rang, and he quickly picked it up. After listening to the information given by the person on the phone, he said: "Bernard took the person away, and he is now in a bar..."

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"Let's go," Xiang Que said as he stood up.

A few minutes later, the car drove frantically from Gerard's villa and went straight to the bar where he was named.

In the car, Xiang Que clenched his fist and cursed, "You're the one who has withheld the information. Don't let me know who did it, otherwise I will definitely have your head stuck in your crotch."

If you have a grudge, just come to me, but if he dares to touch my wife, just see who can save you!

In a bar in the center of Rome, the scene in the private room was very erotic. Several strippers wearing scantily clad clothes stood in the middle of the private room, twisting their waists unscrupulously. The scene was seductive and filled with an aura of lust.

, there was a long line of beer and several opened bottles of Remy Martin on the coffee table. There were men sitting in a circle on the sofa, each holding a woman in his arms.

All social occasions around the world are the same: women and wine are always indispensable!

"Hey, it's been two days. Why hasn't the person you mentioned shown up yet? Did you make a miscalculation? If you didn't pass the news to him, how would he know where the woman is?" Bernard was already drunk.

A little drunk, I reached out and patted the Chinese-faced young man next to me.

"Come, drink." The other party picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, and said, "How do you know he is not in Italy now?"

"Is someone else here?" Bernard asked in surprise, and then smiled: "So what if he is here? He doesn't know who did it."

"How do you know that he doesn't know that you did it?" Bernard suddenly laughed and said: "What if you know? This is Rome, the headquarters of our Breano family. Do you know how many members of the family are here?

In the city? Let me tell you, there are more than a thousand people scattered throughout the city of Rome. What if he knew that it was the woman I robbed? Has it been a long time since our Italian Mafia had any shocking news?

"

The Chinese young man patted his shoulder gently and said: "I would like to advise you, be careful and careful. That person is more terrifying than you think. If he is so easy to deal with, why should I go all the way to Italy to talk to him?"

Are you plotting against him? Wouldn’t it be over if I just let someone deal with him? Bernard, don’t underestimate the people in China, their magic is beyond human imagination.”

Bernard put down the wine glass, put his hands and paws into the clothes of the girl next to him, stirred it vigorously, and said: "Let's hurry up. I really want to know what kind of people are in that mysterious Eastern country."

Seeing that the other party seemed to be completely immersed in the centuries-old reputation of the Italian Mafia, the Chinese young man seemed to be looking at the sky from a well, so he stopped trying to persuade him. The other party may not have heard a word of his words, but he couldn't.

What he heard is actually not important now. Chen Xia was sent to the Vatican church. This is the most important thing.

"Xiang Que, I really wish you could find out Chen Xia's whereabouts earlier. I can't wait to see if you can take that woman and leave Italy safely in the face of the Archbishop and the Knights Templar.

"..." The Chinese young man stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hurry up, our show is about to end, and the wonderful night is about to begin," Bernard said, stretching his neck.

"Go and come back soon." The Chinese young man pushed the woman next to him and walked out of the private room and walked towards the end of the corridor. But as soon as he turned the corner, he noticed that several people suddenly poured in from the other side.

"Whoa!" He suddenly stopped, stuck his head out to look, and strode toward the private room with his hands behind his back.

"Xiang Que, are you really here?" The Chinese young man smiled very happily, suddenly turned around and left the bathroom, heading straight outside the bar.

With a bang, the door to the private room was kicked open, and Xiang Que barged in with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face.

In the room, a circle of men sitting on the sofa looked up. Before anyone could speak, Dai Feilong pushed Gerard in who was holding his right hand and asked directly: "Who is Bernard?"

There was annoyance and resentment in Gerard's eyes. He felt that he had suffered so unjustly. The Chinese businesswoman's robbery had nothing to do with him, but the other party came to him. From his point of view,

A breach was opened, and two fingers were almost useless, all because of the man sitting on the sofa.

Bernard, a nephew of the head of the Breano family!

"Hey, isn't this Gerard? You, you are..." Bernard stood up in surprise, looking suspiciously at the few people around him and the money in their hands.

Gun, the drunken face suddenly changed.

"That's Bernard," Gerard said softly.

"Close the door," Xiang Que ordered, licking his chapped lips, walked up to Bernard, then picked up a half-drunk bottle of Chivas Regal from the coffee table, and waved his hand towards his head without warning.

Smashed it over.

"Bang" the wine bottle shattered, glass particles and wine splashed everywhere, and a stream of blood flowed from Bernard's head.

He was beaten up and hit with a bottle of wine on the head when he disagreed. What was the reason for this?

When they saw the blood on Bernard's head and the glass splattered all over him, the people next to him realized that, to describe it as a "kow" in Chinese society, this was someone who was in trouble.

Fang Zhongxin suddenly turned the music in the box to the loudest. At the same time as the deafening sound, Wang Kunlun pulled the gun bolt and "clicked". After Colt loaded the gun, he fired a shot, hitting a man who had just put his hand into his clothes.

On the arm of the man who was about to take out the gun, the gunshot was muffled by the music. People outside would only think that the people in the room were having too much fun, and no one would hear the gunshot coming from inside.

Four guns were raised in unison, scanning the crowd, and Fang Zhongxin said in English: "Whoever moves will be killed."

Bernard was a little sober from the wine. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face. Just as he was about to speak, Xiang Que picked up the second bottle of wine from the table and hit him on the head again with a wave of his hand.

"Bang" the wine bottle broke, and Bernard was blinded. After swaying for a few times, he fell back and sat on the sofa.

Xiang Que said calmly: "First, beat me until I don't even recognize him anymore."

Wang Kunlun and He Chao stepped forward and violently dragged Bernard off the sofa, threw him into the middle of the room, and then punched and kicked him very violently. After a standard round of kicking, Bernard was on the ground.

They were all beaten into disgrace.

The corner of Gerard's mouth twitched. He felt that the two fingernails he had picked were relatively minor at first glance. If you look at Bernard on the ground being beaten, it's completely impossible to see his true appearance.

These Chinese people are so cruel and barbaric!

Outside the hotel, the Chinese young man who walked out looked up at the room he was in just now.

"Let the storm come more violently..."

Immediately, he got into his 458 and drove towards the outside of Rome.

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