Long Sheng immediately shouted in a low voice, but unfortunately his low voice came a little late. His two subordinates held their sore hands, dripping with cold sweat, and whispered: "Yes!" and exited the basement.
Long Sheng took a deep breath and said to Shi Zhong: "Mr. Shi, I'm sorry!"
"Why are you saying sorry?" Shi Zhong raised his eyebrows, as if he showed no mercy to Long Sheng, a gangster.
Long Sheng's fingers were trembling a little, and he suppressed the shaking of his shoulders. He was about to lower his head again, but he heard Shi Zhong's laughter: "Haha, you don't have to say sorry, I don't mean to blame you. I have investigated the matter clearly, and Ji Ping
I also understand Lang’s character, he didn’t cause you any trouble this time, right?”
Long Sheng was surprised. This change was too fast. The expression he looked at Shi Zhong just now didn't seem to mean "it's okay". What did he mean? After thinking about it, Long Sheng hurriedly said: "No, no, no,
Mr. Jiheiro and Mr. Da Leng Er Leng helped me a lot!" What a big help. After this incident, God knows how much strength I can retain under the purge of the police!
Shi Zhong nodded and looked at Jiheiro: "Is that so?"
"Hehe, it seems so!" Jihirang said with a guilty conscience, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly said loudly, "Boss, in fact, what happened this time was purely an accident. We are all unlucky to be implicated. Really
The trouble is here!" Seeing Shi Zhong's disbelieving expression, Jiheiro immediately pointed to the corner of the basement, where a young man was sitting.
"Those gunmen came for him!" Jiheiro tried hard to convince Shi Zhong that this matter really had nothing to do with him.
Shi Zhong looked around, his demented eyes lost focus. Although he was embarrassed, it could be seen from his elegant suit that needed to be ordered a month in advance that this young man had an extraordinary background.
But, why does this young man look so familiar?
"Ferrati?" Shi Zhong asked uncertainly and shouted twice. The young man raised his head and looked at Shi Zhong doubtfully. Immediately, his face was stunned and his face twitched, "Poseidon?"
"Oh, my friend, why are you here?" Shi Zhong asked in surprise. He remembered how famous this guy was when he met him by chance in the United States. As the second son of a big Italian family, he had a great reputation.
Endless glory and wealth, but it was really hard for Shi Zhong to relate to the young man in front of him who looked as downtrodden as a beggar.
"Your Excellency Poseidon, it's really you, am I right? I actually met you!" Ferrati struggled to stand up, his face glowing with glory again.
"It's really surprising!" Shi Zhong laughed.
Suddenly remembering something, Ferretti said urgently: "Your Excellency Poseidon, you must help me. The only person I can rely on in China now is you. Some people want to kill me, some people want to take my life!"
He looked nothing like the dandy nobleman Shi Zhong met for the first time.
"Come on, haven't you caused us enough trouble? Besides, why should our boss help you?" Jihirang said disdainfully.
"I can give you some money, dozens of dollars. I have a bank card, and there is a lot of money in the bank card." Ferretti took out a few bank cards from the wallet in his arms in a panic. He was really afraid of Shi Zhong.
Let it go, he has seen Shi Zhong's ability before, this is his last life-saving straw.
"Aha, you are such a sensible guy!" Jihirang smiled and snatched Ferretti's entire wallet over, muttering: "It's quite rich!" He took out a stack of RMB from the wallet and stuffed it into it.
into his pocket, and then sent the wallet to Shi Zhong with a flattering smile.
Shi Zhong frowned, took the wallet, gave it back to Ferrati, and said: "Ferrati, can't you solve the current situation even with your family's power? Why don't you ask your family for help?"
Hearing Shi Zhong's words, Ferretti took a deep breath and said in a tone of deep hatred: "Family? The one who is chasing me is my dear brother, my half-brother. He has robbed the family of power.
, afraid that I would go back and compete with him for the position of head of the family, he couldn’t wait to hunt me down all over the world, and his seriously ill father could not get good medical treatment!” At the end of the sentence, I don’t know whether it was because of his father’s serious illness or because of his brother’s ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness, Ferrati said
His face was already ferocious, and he was howling, "Bharati is a dehumanizing beast. He should be punished by the Lord and should go to hell immediately." By the end of the sentence, he was hysterical, and his face was red from holding back.
"My condolences!" Shi Zhong reached out and patted Ferretti's shoulder. A burst of life essence passed through, allowing Ferretti to recover. He took a long breath and said to Shi Zhong: "I'm sorry, please forgive me.
It’s my fault, I’m so excited.”
Ferretti clenched his hands into fists, as if he had vented his fear and tension through the vent just now. At this time, he restored the demeanor that an Italian aristocrat should have, although this demeanor was a pretense.
came out.
"Sit down and talk!"
Shi Zhong dragged Ferretti to the sofa where he was sitting, turned to Long Sheng and said, "Mr. Long, do you mind borrowing your basement?"
"Of course, then you can continue talking and I'll go up and take a look!" Long Sheng retreated knowingly and closed the iron door at the same time. Tie Jun dutifully stood at the door and acted as a guard.
Black Tornado let out a low roar and followed Tie Jun to the door. He squatted down opposite Tie Jun and looked at Tie Jun curiously. White Tornado clung to the stone clock and tried desperately to climb onto the sofa. Unfortunately,
It's too small.
"Oh, little baby, come to Uncle Jihirang, I have delicious food here!" I don't know where Jihirang got it from, he tore open the packaging bag in his hand, held a piece of beef jerky, and waved it towards Bai Xuanfeng
Tempting.
Bai Xuanfeng glanced at Jiheiro with disdain, and a low growl from deep in his throat came out of his mouth. The warning was self-evident, which made Jiheiro extremely surprised. He said loudly and unbelievably: "God, this guy's IQ
Absolutely no worse than humans, Holy Mary, is this a monster?"
Shi Zhong looked at Ferretti calmly. Although he and Ferrati were old acquaintances, he had no obligation to risk offending an ancient family for such a thin layer of emotion that could hardly be regarded as friendship. This was not a wise decision.
.
Seemingly seeing the meaning in Shi Zhong's eyes, Ferretti licked his lips. Although he rarely participated in family affairs, as a descendant of the Anchel family, with the blood of the Anchel family flowing in his body, he was born with keen wisdom.
, said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Poseidon, as long as you can help me control the power of the entire family, I am willing to give you 20% of the family's annual income."
"I would like to ask, how much does your family earn in a year?"
"Five billion U.S. dollars. I once heard my father say that because the family started to get involved in the arms business, the annual income in recent years has reached five billion U.S. dollars. Of course, except for the need to manage governments and the military, the family's actual income is not so
More, but I’ll give you 20% before consumption!” Ferretti whispered.
"God, five billion dollars, boss, I think we should become friends with this Mr. Ferretti. His friendship is very valuable, isn't it?" Jihirang heard on the sidelines and immediately jumped up and looked at Ferrati.
His eyes were like those of a prostitute who saw a prostitute taking off her clothes.
Er Leng's expression was okay, but he just felt incredible. The light in Daleng's eyes was no different from Jiheiro's. His yearning for money, Tie Jun might not have heard clearly because of the distance, or maybe he was mentally alert to the door.
Outside, there was no expression on his face.
"Even if you are the head of the family, you can't be so greedy for the Mo family's money, right? I think your family's affairs should not be decided by the head of the family alone!" Shi Zhong glared at Jiheiro and told him to shut up quickly.
, and then said nonchalantly, no one would be tempted by the one billion U.S. dollars every year. Even Shi Zhong, a Taoist who is a so-called Dharma and Wealth Couple, also needs money himself.
"This is why I need your help. Anyone who dares to resist must be purged. They are the murderers who helped Barati murder his father!" A ferocious look appeared on Ferrati's face, which made his originally handsome face look ugly.
It became a little scary.
Shi Zhong shook his head: "Do you think you can control a family by force alone? No, no, no, controlling a family as big as Anchel requires brainpower, and force is only auxiliary!"
Ferretti thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Lord Poseidon, for the tip. I think I know what to do!"
"Oh? Then tell me about your family!" Shi Zhong picked up Bai Xuanfeng, who was on the ground biting his pants leg, and stroked its plush back.
A trace of joy flashed across Ferretti's face. Did Poseidon agree? He looked a little excited and licked his lips: "My family is the Italian Anchel family, and it is also a well-known family in the whole of Italy.
Very complicated, wineries, arms, opium, minerals.”
"Listen to what you mean, now the family is basically controlled by your brother!" Shi Zhong said.
"No, no, no, my father has been running the family for more than thirty years, and many of them are his loyal subordinates. As long as I return to Italy alive, I can gain their loyalty, and I can protest against Barati, and then
You can further seek the position of head of the family!" Ferretti.
Shi Zhong chuckled and said: "Dear Ferretti, you think things are too simple. Why do your father's old subordinates rely on you? You just said that you are just a novice who has been involved in family affairs for less than two years.
, why do they risk being shot by your brother to seek refuge with you? Do you have the strength to protect them? At least you don't now."
"So, I am asking for your help!" Ferretti said in a low voice. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), give rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.)