"Okay, first divide the areas and take separate actions." Duan Zhaoan nodded slightly and asked No. 19 to call up the map of the entire slum area and begin to distribute the regional tasks in detail.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the six of them lay down in bed to rest. They would have to get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning.
The morning in Naples seemed to come earlier. At six o'clock, the sun was already shining through the curtains. There was no light in the basement where Gu Chen lived, but she had been awake for at least half an hour.
She was seasick. Last night, she tried her best to suppress her aversion to the sea and the ship. Her heart was obviously shaking all the time, so she lay in the cabin and did not dare to make any big movements.
It was not suitable for sea navigation, which was her weakness. With the help of Duan Zhaoan, many improvements were made, but there was still a little bit left.
Fortunately, the cabin that Weimo prepared for her was quite large and the bed was quite comfortable. Her whole body sank into the soft latex mattress, which gave her body a sense of support.
Just staying up like this, it seemed that she was preparing, but in fact, after waking up from the coma, she never fell asleep.
The bumpy feeling on the sea took her a long time to recover every time she tried.
After getting off the boat, even in a basement, she felt that it was finally over. She just fell asleep on the bed, not wanting to think about what would happen to her in the hands of Weimo.
The biological clock woke her up. When she woke up at 5:30, she stayed still in bed until 6:30, then she started to move her hands and feet.
The condition of her fingers was not good. Gu Chen looked slightly nervous. She got up from the bed and pointed the camera at her back. She had to let the person monitoring her see the condition of her fingers.
Soon, the caregiver discovered that something was wrong with the woman's hands inside. Instead of having natural skin, the hands were stained with black spots.
"I'm going to tell Alfonso to keep an eye on you." A native of Naples said to the black man who was his partner, "Remember, you are absolutely not allowed to approach any woman until I come back."
In addition to the white teeth of the black man, even the whites of his eyes seemed a bit dark. He replied impatiently, "Okay, brother, I know, I know. I remember everything Alfonso said."
These black people cannot show up easily. They are all smuggled in and do the lowest and most tiring jobs in Weimer's organization.
However, no one will believe their loyalty, because Weimer does not believe in black people.
Alfonso quickly walked towards Vimo's bedroom. This was a slum, but the place they lived in looked like a slum from the outside, but the decoration inside was magnificent, and even the floor was covered with white carpets.
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It's not a villa. The crystal lamps hanging in the house are all expensive crystal lamps shipped from France according to the upper floors of the house. All the furniture is from the most luxurious brand in Italy... originated from Zanaboni, which was used as royal furniture in the palace hundreds of years ago.
Vimo's life in the slums is like a gorgeous ancient Italian drama, with aristocratic luxury everywhere. Vimo is a guy who enjoys life very much. This is his carefully decorated home, which is much better than the one in Sicily.
I don’t know how much stronger Zhubieye is.
Standing outside the bedroom, stepping on the cloud-like carpet, Alfonso listened to the charming voice of the woman inside and hesitated whether to interrupt the entanglement inside.
Perhaps, he can wait a little longer.
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Dear friends, happy New Year's Eve. It's the 24th in the south, and it seems to be the 23rd in the north.
