After escaping to Italy, Bruno got used to speaking in this tone, and always had a lot of dissatisfaction with his previous life. More of it should be his disgust for yellow people, the Western pride that he could not let go in his heart.

"Any father would choose to do this. I have always regarded you as my own son. Recently, fewer and fewer people can call their fathers the boss, and more and more women go to college in Europe. For the Mafia, this is a tragic thing. But for me, such a life is also very fun."

Kabo said this, and at the same time he smiled. The mafia was not murderous all day long.

In fact, the age difference between them is not small, and they cannot regard Bruno and Caber as their son and father. Bruno is a Frenchman in his 40s, medium-height and brown hair.

After France fell, he secretly accepted the invitation from the underground government in the occupied area and became a spy. At that time, he was probably less than 14 years old, a pure baby soldier.

But it is such a person who has been lurking in the Western European branch of the Underground Palace for nearly thirty years after receiving brainwashing and training for only half a year. He is such a terrible man, with such tolerance and character.

Bruno did not have any obvious appearance characteristics, but his blue eyes were frivolous and cynical. With the support of the Underground Palace, Bruno was able to graduate from the Naval School as an elite. He was hired by the French Ministry of Defense.

He has always been a free and multi-faceted agent, because he has "part-time" and multiple "jobs" at the same time, and is very rich. It is really ridiculous to talk about loyalty with such a person.

But I have to admire his acting skills, which has deceived so many people.

Until a few weeks ago, Bruno was a member of the Underground Operations Department in Paris. At the same time, he was a spy from other organizations. So, in return for betraying his loyalty and faith, he received considerable rewards.

Even so, Bruno did not think it was betrayal. Since he served the Underground Palace, everything has been fine, but he turned it into a huge security intelligence company.

In Bruno's eyes, it's not that he was not loyal to his former vows, but selling intelligence to other organizations is also a job. He even joined the underground palace just to become a spy.

However, only his espionage was accused of "betrayal". But Bruno believes that all he did was to buy the password of the "underground palace" to the black market in Western Europe a few times, or to mobilize some personnel work.

Because Vasubandhu leaked, the rumors finally spread, so that he had no other choice than to escape from the "underground palace". It's a pity! But for anyone, this is the original intention of life. When Bruno thinks of those rewards, he also thinks it is worth it.

He did not try to rely on the intelligence agencies of Western European governments, and it was easy to imagine how such a secret organization would treat a multi-faceted betrayer like Bruno.

However, at present, the Underground Palace and other European national intelligence agencies that they had worked with before have treated him the same way.

This is why Bruno first thought of contacting the Mafia in Sicily. The Barbara family sold large quantities of European arms to North Africa and the Middle East, and also sold large quantities of heroin.

Bruno has provided weapons to these gangsters many times, but smart people are always careful when doing things and do not leave much of a handle.

The Mafia is not just a group of gangsters, they are organized and disciplined, and they also have strength. The Italian Mafia's military power is close to a small country. Missiles, submarines, tanks, armed helicopters, and the mass and quantity are comparable to that of a wealthy small country.

Of course, they are classified as heavy weapons. Armored vehicles and arms may not be used in the end. They also have the second generation of main battle tanks. Although they do not have high-end weapons such as mechas, because of this, even the newly established "Kuaishui" does not know them very well. The same is true for other intelligence forces.

"You can relax here, we are all here."

Barbara's leader is Cabo. Caci. He was comforting Bruno and said, "I also have many people I know in the Italian police station, including acquaintances in the army. If someone in the organization called the Underground Palace dared to step on this land, for example, rely on magic, my people would tell me immediately."

"If this is the case, it would be better."

Bruno could see from the eyes and expressions of the leader Barbara that this was a man who could control his soul and faith. But the Underground Palace had a secret air force in the Mediterranean, and these strange things always appeared in his mind.

If this writer infiltrates Italy, there is no doubt that he will be silenced immediately.

After a few minutes of chatting, Barbara patted Bruno on the shoulder, "Now no matter what the situation is, you can have some fun tonight. Today is my daughter's birthday after all."

"If you allow me to bless your daughter," Bruno said, raising the wine glass respectfully. Kabo still favored his daughter very much.

After blessing, Bruno separated from Kapo and walked towards the hall.

The magnificent official residence was built in the 17th century AD and was rebuilt several times during the three hundred years. It is solemn and elegant but lively.

It can be seen that the walls and ceiling are painted in a stately and calm golden color and are decorated with intricate lines. Elegant music echoes in the air, exquisite delicacies, aged wines.

It seems that the master is not a murderous gangster, but a century-old noble in Western Europe, but there is not much difference between the two.

In addition to Bruno, there are many guests here. It seems that it is not a small private banquet. So many guests finally pushed the banquet tonight's **.

There were also many elegantly dressed women attending the banquet. People from all ethnic groups were integrated into it. Their appearances were different but they were happy.

There were even dark-skinned beauties with Mediterranean specialties. And the Nordic blonde girl can be seen. If Bruno expresses any praise to them, they will nod and smile to express their gratitude. The open social atmosphere is completely different from the implicitness of the Eastern style.

Bruno said to himself, "This is simply a paradise, it's great to be here."

Just as he was walking around with a little drunkenness, he happened to meet a woman.

The other party was very beautiful. There might be noble blood from the east flowing in her blood vessels. Even her black eyes were slightly staring at the side, exuding a charming style. Her long black hair was curled and she had an exotic look all over her body.

Of course, this is Italy, so the so-called exoticism is naturally related to China. Because of the rise of the Chinese Federation, the power of the East once again surpassed the West and became the center of the world.

The foundation of civilization lies in the strength of power, which is true in ancient and modern times.

The beautiful and pretty girl is wearing a long black dress on the floor. She looks very delicate and delicate at first glance, but if she gets closer to appreciate it, she will find that her back is boldly exposed.

At the same time, you can see high slits on both sides of the skirt, and you can almost vaguely see the outline of your buttocks. Oriental women rarely wear such bold clothes. Compared with subtlety, Westerners still like to be unrestrained and wild.

Bruno's heart suddenly began to beat wildly. His blood vessels were filled with desire.

"Do you like life here very much, sir?" the other party said in very fluent French. Although it was a little surprised, Bruno smiled at her.

"Yes, the scenery here is so charming, just as beautiful as your smile. When I came here, I was tired of the buildings full of imitation styles."

In Sicily, only a few upper-class people can have such luxurious residences. Most of the residents live a simple and peaceful life, or rather, because of their economic poverty.

For a cold joke, this is really a bit cold, so the beautiful and charming boy only smiles with a courteous smile.

"You're a Frenchman, right? I've lived in Paris for two years."

"Really? That's why you speak French, right?"

The beautiful girl didn't seem to dislike this weird uncle at all: "Indeed, it will be used a little bit more often. You came from the city. It should be an upper class. At least, this is the case in terms of clothing and words and deeds. And you smell different from the people here."

"This is a question. It's better not to deny it." Bruno still smiled, but did not hide his smile from his face, which did not mean that his mood was still the same as before.

In the eyes of the girl, the upper class in the city did not miss the hints she threw out.

Under the dual stimulation of the power of alcohol and past memories, Bruno began to further express his enthusiasm to the lady. It is a man's nature to regard a girl, not to mention that at such a dance party, Bruno has long been very skilled over the years.

Moreover, he talked about his past experiences and recent current news, and of course he did not forget to compliment the beauty of the girl. The other party looked like he did not look tired of the conversation at all, and always nodded in agreement at the right time.

He is really a well-educated and aristocratic girl. Although he is an oriental face, the Chinese at that time have long been no longer the kind of people who are bullied by others.

In the Western world, Chinese people have begun to occupy the upper level, with a small number, but it is not uncommon. The nobles have to compromise with their own self-esteem, which is the truth of the world.

Then the girl began to make a suggestion to Bruno, a very tempting suggestion, "How about we go to a quiet place? The atmosphere here is too noisy."

Bruno agreed without hesitation for a moment. In his eyes, what can a woman do in the Italian mafia's base camp?

"It's such a good idea. I have a private room here. Maybe how about we go there and have a drink?"

It was known to a man, there was a bed and a gorgeous bathroom. As for the girl who temporarily acted as Bruno's companion, of course she knew this, but she still held Bruno's hand without hesitation and smiled naturally.

The two of them left the party just like that. This was normal and natural at the dance. At the end of the corridor stood the bodyguards of the two families, carrying a gun on their shoulders and wearing black night vision goggles.

"Who is this lady?" One of them asked respectfully to Bruno.

By this time, all the members of the Mafia were equipped with high-tech equipment, and even the bodyguards on guard received special training. They were definitely not street gangsters who could only carry iron sticks and long swords. They were more like soldiers than thugs.

The guns on these people's shoulders are not the kind you see in movies, but the new submachine gun made in Belgium. Its shell is made of reinforced plastic, and the high speed during the strafing can easily penetrate the bulletproof vest worn by ordinary police.

"Don't ask such stupid questions, now is a special time!" Bruno said heavily. He took the woman through the bodyguard who wanted to say something.

Although the bodyguard's strictness and dedication are indeed happy and at ease, at such a critical moment, can't we understand the physiological needs of being a man?

Bruno thought so, while smiling bitterly at the beautiful girl. "I apologize deeply for this, and they do the same for the VIPs."

As she spoke carefully, the girl who had not even told her name had a little surprised at first, and then she replied with excited laughter.

Soon, the two of them joined hands finally arrived at Bruno's own room, and then he hugged her slender waist directly. The other's breasts were not very plump, but for a man who liked slim women, it was just right.

"Now, what should we do? By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"Haha, do you want to know?" the girl asked with a smile, and a mysterious smile flashed across the corner of her mouth.

After getting closer, Bruno, whose blood was gushing, could even see every inch of the other party's delicate and tender skin. The young woman was indeed the best, but a special expectation and excitement finally controlled his actions.

Bruno twitched his nose very hard and even made a sound.

"Of course. If I don't know, what will I call your name when I am happy later?" Bruno gracefully pulled the girl to his side, and even ignored etiquette, he directly lifted the slit next to the dress to further appreciate the girl's slender and well-proportioned snow-white thighs.

"Is it satisfying just to know my name? Don't you want to listen to something else?"

"Of course I want to know those too. But don't worry, we can slowly understand everything about each other."

"You want to know everything?"

"That's of course, tell me everything about you. Everything, everything..." Bruno's voice was filled with lustful desire. He almost wanted to swallow the girl in front of him.

The girl always smiled gently, and there was no trace of shyness in her expression. It seemed that she really wanted to ask the middle-aged man in front of her.

"Then it's so great. Let me tell you directly now!" But in the next moment, the girl stood up, and Bruno was completely unable to understand what was going on.

The girl pushed Bruno to the wall with wild force, and he felt only a pain coming from his front teeth. The other party stuffed a handful of **** into his mouth, a handful of 45-caliber German h&k.

This is a bit too big for women, and it is not enough to load it, but Bruno is not confident enough to use his nickname to experiment.

"Ga...ah...ah?!" Because my mouth was blocked, I was speechless, and of course there were also reasons for fear and panic.

The girl directly held her clenched her eyes, and then faced with the panicked Bruno, he was stunned by the scene.

Finally, the other party spoke, "Listen, my name is Lu Lirou. A member of the ground troops organized by Kui Shui. The rank is the chief officer, codenamed..."

What! Impossible! Special Operations Team? The sturgeon fleet commanded by Ms. Darkness also has this series of nouns? The world is so big, why do they come here...?!

At this time, Bruno was about to wet his pants.

"You know, just a few days ago, several members of the underground palace were killed because of you. Although I really wanted to kill you with one shot," Lu Lirou said, her eyes cold, full of horrifying anger and hunger for blood.

Bruno was almost crying, shaking his head, whose mouth was stuck in the barrel, but Lu Lirou could not control her anger.
To be continued...