Desilio was stiff and dumbfounded. Mina covered her mouth hard on one side and looked at Ning Chen in horror, not daring to make a sound.
Ning Chen smiled, shook the gun in his hand, and asked with a smile, "I'm asking you, can I scare you now?"
The swinging pistol brought Desilio back to his senses. He stared at the muzzle of Ning Chen's gun pointed at him with a gloomy expression, and asked in a slow and deep voice, "What do you want?"
"I don't know, didn't you ask someone to bring me here?" Ning Chen teased.
The corners of De Sciglio's mouth twitched and he spoke with difficulty, "One million euros!"
Ning Chen's lips revealed a trace of sarcasm, "So your life is worth one million euros."
"Five million!" De Sciglio immediately answered, "This is the limit of what I can use in a short time."
Of course, the flash of cruelty in De Sciglio's eyes did not escape Ning Chen's spiritual consciousness, so Ning Chen smiled and took back the pistol, "I won't tease you anymore, it's no fun."
De Sciglio breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was five million euros that impressed Ning Chen. After all, for ordinary people, this is wealth that they could never imagine in their lifetime. Although the young man in front of him is extraordinary, making money is not something he can do.
, fighting and hypnosis won't help much.
But then, De Sciglio saw Ning Chen squeeze the pistol twice and shape it into an irregular metal ball. It fell to the ground with a clang, and then with a wave of his hand, five sparks flew out.
It came to his five bodyguards.
They are all guys with human lives, so Ning Chen doesn't have any psychological burden when he kills them.
The spark instantly turned into a ball of fire, covering the attached characters, but strangely it did not release much heat. Except for Feres who let out a brief scream, everyone else was silently burned to ashes.
Zhou Mengyao's eyes showed a hint of intolerance, but it quickly disappeared. However, the room was suddenly filled with a fishy smell, and a drop of liquid suddenly flowed from Mina's body to the ground.
"It was hypnosis just now, guess what it is now?" Ning Chen looked at De Sciglio and said lightly, "Magic?"
"Devil, devil!" De Sciglio muttered with chattering teeth.
Use flames to burn people into ashes like the fire of the abyss. What else can it be but a devil from hell?
"What about now?" Ning Chen pointed his sword at a point, and a sword energy divine dragon took shape.
The length of more than ten meters almost covers the entire rest room, with golden scales, dragon claws with sharp sword-like fingers, awe-inspiring dragon power, and the sword energy that spreads in all directions and cuts people's skin with pain.
It reminded the few people present who were still awake that this was an extremely dangerous creature.
"Dragon...Dragon..." The frivolous man's companion's pupils were dilated, he stared at the dragon hovering in the lounge and murmured to himself, then suddenly came back to his senses and started kowtowing to Ning Chen, "Gods, have mercy on me, gods have mercy,
"You...you..." The dragon's head had already reached Desilio's eyes, and a sword energy cut a wound on his face, but he seemed not to feel the pain, and just stared blankly at the lifelike scene in front of him.
The mythical beast cannot even utter a complete sentence.
Waving his hand and retracting the sword energy, Ning Chen raised a hint of sarcasm on his lips and said with a smile, "Now, do you know what I want?"
Seeing the Chinese people who were still kowtowing aside, De Sciglio certainly knew the reason why Ning Chen had not killed him until now.
He took a fancy to the power of the country he cared about and prepared to make himself a vassal.
De Sciglio couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. He never imagined that the head of his mafia family would have to accept a Chinese as his master to save his life.
But is there any other way now?
To the end, the one who is cheaper will only be his distant brother. It is estimated that many people in the family are looking forward to his death, let alone to avenge himself.
Then there was only one way left. De Sciglio slowly stood up and knelt in front of Ning Chen with a plop, "I swear in the name of Heavenly Father to dedicate my loyalty to you and become your most loyal
servant."
De Sciglio swore in his mouth, but lamented in his heart. From now on, the De Sciglio family, which has a long history in Italy, will soon usher in a Chinese leader.
Of course, Desilio was overthinking it. Accepting him was entirely Ning Chen's whim, so that it would be easier to act in Europe in the future. After all, monks in the Condensation Stage are not omnipotent. Hotel rooms, show tickets, and many other things
It's all a matter of De Sciglio's words. You can't just let go of the Three Yang Sword Qi when you're in trouble.
As for the so-called Desilio family, he didn't take it seriously. Is it enough for him to slap him in the face?
"Get up." Ning Chen said indifferently, took Zhou Mengyao's hand and sat on another sofa, and asked the Chinese man who was still kneeling on the ground, "What's going on with them?"
De Sciglio said hurriedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because they provoked Mina, so I..."
"Okay, I understand." Ning Chen waved his hand. It was nothing more than two rich Chinese fishing for horses, and then they caught the head of the black boss. The result was such a tragedy. If he hadn't appeared, they would have died.
Also need to peel off the skin.
"Take what's on the ground and leave quickly. Don't wander around abroad in the future. No, don't wander around in the country either!" Ning Chen frowned.
"Yes, yes, yes." The man nodded repeatedly and tried hard to lift the frivolous man up, but he failed to pull and looked at Ning Chen with an embarrassed look.
Ning Chen waved his hand, and the door immediately opened wide, revealing two trembling big men outside.
They were sitting on pins and needles outside the door, not daring to leave. They could only stay outside the door in fear, waiting for a result.
As a result, not long after Ning Chen entered, the door suddenly opened, and they saw Ning Chen and Zhou Mengyao sitting on the sofa, Desilio standing aside, and Mina huddled in the corner of the sofa. As for the two Chinese
, have been ignored by them.
Not seeing the original five bodyguards in the room, the two people who had experienced it once could guess that they had all gone to see God.
Seeing the two people huddled outside the door like quails, De Sciglio glared at them fiercely and said, "Send these two people out!"
It was obvious that his boss was no match for this mysterious oriental man. The two big men hurriedly entered the room, carried the frivolous man who fainted on the ground on their shoulders, and helped the other man to leave in a hurry to rest.
He didn't even dare to look at Ning Chen in the room.
After they left, Ning Chen took De Sciglio's phone, looked at the time, and said to him, "Have your people wait at the back door and take us to the Christine Convention and Exhibition Center. There will be an event there tonight."