Hua Lang, the leader of the Italian mafia, looked at Yang Nanchen across from him, his hand holding the cards trembling slightly.

"Hualang, I heard that you want to buy my son's life." Yang Nanchen threw the bat on the card table.

"Master Chen, how dare I." Hua Lang touched his forehead, which was covered with sweat.

"Be honest." Chas came down from the attic of the casino. Hua Lang looked at Chas with tears in his eyes. The killer didn't disclose the buyer's information.

"Chas, you..." Hualang pointed at Chas.

"I have always been Mr. Chen's man." Chas shrugged.

While no one was aware of the situation, Hua Lang fell to the ground, with blood slowly dripping down his forehead. Yang Nanchen touched the diamond gun in Mo's hand. "I didn't expect that as soon as I got it, I found someone to try it out."

"Bloodbath the Hualang Kingdom." Yang Nanchen's eyes were filled with chills as he looked at Hualang's men and spoke word by word.

"I'll do it." Chas volunteered and asked Yang Nanchen for help.

"Where's his daughter?" Yang Nanchen looked at Hualang's body and thought that he had a daughter.

"Over there." Chas pointed to the turret of the casino. A woman was tied up, with tape on her mouth, and her face was covered with tears.

"Does your father look good?" Yang Nanchen grabbed Hualang's daughter's hair and asked her to look at Hualang's body.

Her eyes were wide open, her forehead was bleeding, and there was no clean spot on her face. The woman kept sobbing.

"This is the price of your ignorance." Yang Nanchen said indifferently. He thought that because he was the daughter of the mafia, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Spare me." Chas tore off the tape and the woman begged Yang Nanchen, this man is too scary.

"I have always been gentle towards women." Yang Nanchen looked at the woman playfully.

"Don't you like Yang Nuoxuan? I'll let you go back to Yang Nuoxuan." Yang Nanchen looked at the woman with a look of indifference.

Chas ordered his men to prepare a private plane. "What will Noxuan do to him?" Chas asked curiously.

"Treat her well." Yang Nanchen sneered. If Yang Nuoxuan knew that she wanted his life, Yang Nuoxuan would definitely not be bored during this holiday.

Son, look at how good I am to you, your father. During the trip, I did not forget to give you toys.

"Where are you going?" Yao Yue hugged Yang Nanchen. In this strange Italy, she didn't know anyone except Lixiangchas.

"Do something. Why haven't you slept yet?" Yang Nanchen looked at his beloved wife tenderly.

"I can't sleep without you." Yao Yue coquettishly said, already used to his embrace.

"So my wife is so dependent on me." Yang Nanchen deliberately looked surprised, but his hands were already wandering around Yao Yue's back erratically.

"Yeah." Yao Yue inhaled the smell emanating from Yang Nanchen. The faint smell of mint made Yao Yue really addicted.

"Let's go to bed." Yang Nanchen hugged Yao Yue and walked to the bed.

Yao Yue lay on the bed and let Yang Nanchen take off her clothes. She also cooperated with Yang Nanchen and had no sleep all night.

Yang Nanchen and Yao Yue, dressed as a couple, appeared on the street together. The man was handsome, and the girl was particularly dazzling. Chas and Lixiang followed behind. Chas had a look of contempt on his face. He was so old, but he was still pretending to be young.

"How about we also wear couple clothes?" Chas' wife Lixiang had the opposite idea to Chas. She was very envious.

"We're almost reaching fifty," Chas reminded. He really didn't like that.

"And then." Lixiang looked at Chas, she just wanted to wear it.

"Then I'll buy a set later and we'll wear it every day." The henpecked Chas finally gave in.
Chapter completed!