Sima Qingfeng curled his lips. He really didn't know what those people's expressions would be like when they saw him.
In an ancient house in Venice, a group of people were discussing something tensely.
Fluent Italian mixed with the occasional swear words, he rushed out, "You idiot! Do you have no brains? You caused this kind of thing!" The older Italian stared at the side table angrily.
A young man on the street.
The disdain on his face and the indifferent expression on his face was what really angered the older man!
"Gilder Mufei! Did you hear what I said?" The older man seemed to be really angry. A pair of wrinkled eagle eyes were scanning the man named Gilder with sharp eyes.
·For men with thin lips, the veins also bulge in the forehead.
"Uncle, are you too old and confused?" Gilder Mufei was a little tired of being yelled at. He was singled out for his fault in front of so many people. Gilder Mufei lost face.
make life difficult for.
"How dare you talk back, you brat? Do you think killing others and stealing their goods is enough for you?" The man whom Gilder Mufei called his uncle knocked on the table. "Originally, everything was in peace between us.
Why are you doing this?"
"Uncle, I told you that you are old, but you still don't believe me. Naturally, I did this to take over their territory. What's more, now that we have taken over the territory, what are you worried about?" Gilder Mufei snorted coldly.
After a while, I realized that the older generation is the older generation. They only want to enjoy a comfortable life and have no intention of letting the younger generation do big things.
"That's right, Gilder. Don't mind what juniors like Mufei do. They are also for the future development of our gang." The people sitting at the table finally helped Gilder Mufei.
"Even if you are like this, you can't act so recklessly. All this time, our Italian Mafia has always been..." Before Gilder Mufei's cousin could finish speaking, Gilder Mufei interjected, "Tang
Uncle, what you said is making our ears prick. If you think you want to enjoy your old age in peace, can you just quit the mountain? Why bother? Haha..."
The others also laughed after hearing Gilder Mufei's words. Only Gilder Mufei's cousin looked very ugly. These people of the new generation have completely escaped the control of the older generation, and often do things inappropriately.
According to the previous routine, it is easy to cause problems, but no one is willing to listen.
Therefore, Gilder Makuhi's cousin was also very helpless. If the Mafia was destroyed in their hands, it would really be a shame for the previous generations of Italian Mafia.
"It's quite lively..." With a bang, the door was kicked open violently, and a handsome-looking man walked in, but there was a suffocating cold smile on his face.
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"Oh my god, Netmir? Why are you here?" Gilder Mufei's cousin saw Nangong Hexuan entering the door, and his eyes almost went straight. Hasn't he disappeared in the mafia?
Netmir has not been seen since the mafia boss trend of the previous generation.