Mussolini, sitting in the car, opened his frightened eyes and kept looking abroad. He himself didn't know what to expect, probably just to calm down his pals.

"You...who are you..."

After calming down, he planned to display his eloquence. As a politician, in their eyes, there is probably no one who cannot negotiate, and no one cannot reach an agreement. As long as the people in this world can reach an agreement on the issue of interests, there will be no fundamental differences.

“It doesn’t matter who I am!”

At this time, he came to pick someone up and spoke. He was obviously not an Italian, with short black hair and two black eyes.

Mussolini is no stranger to these people.

As mentioned earlier, the "Chinese Association" has already spread to all classes and corners of the city. As for why the "Chinese Association" has developed so rapidly, as a politician and who has been hit, he does not understand.

"Okay, then please tell me, what else is more important?"

What reassured Mussolini was that the person who picked him up the car seemed to have no malice, so he magnified his courage. However, the person in front of him seemed to have said this, and he ignored all Mussolini's questions until Mussolini made the following obviously excessive plea.

"I guess, who do you plan to invite me to meet? Or I am an important guest of one of your friends. If so, can I go back to where I live and change my clothes? You know, as a big man, I have never seen anyone in disarray!"

"Hmph, big man?...Okay..."

The man in black did not speak, but took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Mussolini.

"You...you dare not kill me...you..."

Although Mussolini began to threaten the other party, his trembling words said that he was not confident. After all, the killer from the "Chinese Guild Hall" has always been cruel and ruthless, and they dared not take action without seeing anyone.

"Hao—"

A dull gunshot sounded, and Mussolini looked at the fire flashing at the muzzle in front of him in fear. He opened his mouth, as if he was about to roar loudly. Then, a strong sense of sleepiness hit his brain, which had been frightened for a long time, and his body fell down softly.

"You damn thing, do you really think it's an amazing thing? If someone didn't want to see you!"

The young man looked at Mussolini's fallen body and said something. As the main content of the "Raptors" who performed assassination, subversion, and **, would not regard any characters like Mussolini as a big shot? In his mind, the only Satan Eagle, who created the Chinese Federation and was the top "big boss" in the world, is the standard big shot. As for others, there are tools that can be used, or guns and spears used to assassinate.

As for the standard of "big man", it should be people like British Prime Minister Lloyd George or the president of the United States. At least, these characters still have a place in the eyes of "big man", and other **s cannot meet this standard in their eyes.

The car walked around Rome for two circles, and after confirming that no one was following it, it came outside the door of a two-story building.

As they arrived, several young men had emerged from the house. Their vigilant eyes looked around, and from their outward arms they were all equipped with some kind of weapon. Mussolini was on a window with lights upstairs.

A tall figure was reflected on the slightly opened window screen. It could be seen from the shadow on the window screen that there were two other people following him, and they could be distinguished from their long hair that they were two women.

"Well, you're a bad guy, what you did proves my point of view again!"

Elena Beier stroked her dark red hair with her hands, and ordered Tang Yunyang again.

"Let me guess that the attack on this bald man might have been planned by you. Saving him is your purpose. I really doubt whether you are very good at performing such tricks. And I found that if this trick is slightly changed, you can become a standard hero to save the beauty..."

Tang Yunyang has always admired Elena Beier's characteristics of being good at guessing and analyzing. This woman who was born as a reporter is not easy to deceive at all.

"Elena, don't you believe I'm really a good person?"

As he said that, Tang Yunyang also wanted to look at Xu Meiling, who was transforming into a standard "little woman", who seemed to be worried that her image among her would become unbearable because of Elena Beile's words.

"You are of course a good person, but maybe this word can only be said by those who are loved by you. As for me..."

Elena Beier stopped talking like a silence, and turned to Xu Meiling in front of her.

"I, I don't believe this guy. You have to know that such an arrangement is a completely bad guy's method!"

"It's up to you, I guess I'll be punished for the end of the bad guy for the rest of my life!"

After saying that, Tang Yunyang, who was helped into the living room by Mussolini, left the window. For the sake of Italian affairs, he still had more important work.

In the living room downstairs, the atmosphere here is not good. Some members of the "Raptors" wearing full set of special combat equipment are arranged in every combat-friendly position in the house. After all, what Tang Yunyang intends to do in Italy ensures that today's Italian Prime Minister and the "Mafia" will not like it so much.

"Mussolini! This guy, from being high above to being a feather in front of Hitler to being compromised, what kind of guy is this? If you talk about heroes, Europe will probably put this guy first!"

This is when Tang Yunyang walked down the second floor stairs and recalled Mussolini's "lifelong" experience. Now that he has appeared here, what kind of bizarre changes will be made in his life?

"Hey, what bad idea are you thinking about? Tell me, it's unwise to be your enemy!"

Following him, Elena Bell, who was about to act as a translator, raised his eyes and looked at Tang Yunyang who was thinking deeply. The latter shrugged and answered casually what made Elena Bell embarrassed.

"Is that true, does this include the ability to conquer women in bed?"

Hearing such a "provocation", Elena Bell glanced at him angrily.

"Do what you see first!"

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"I have to say, Mr. Mussolini, you are so lucky that if our men had not been secretly protecting you, I promise that the 'fighting fascist party' must re-elect others as their leaders. And I guarantee that you will be disappointed when you hear this news, if you can hear it!"

The obvious Chinese instantly made Mussolini understand that he was facing some people who were probably from the "Chinese Guild Hall". Especially when he sat up and saw the soldiers who were fully armed and planned to fight at any time, he understood that he must have encountered some heavyweight figure.

"Are they here to pursue the conflicts that have occurred between us? Or they are simply planning to kill me for the "Glorious Society" Mr. Don Vito!... No, no, if it were the latter, then they would have already taken action!"

When Mussolini, who had just woken up, thought of this, he immediately thought of something clearly.

"Things today may not get worse. From a certain perspective, maybe they will have some good suggestions!"

Thinking of this, he sat upright. He even reached out and pulled the hem of his clothes to make himself more of a leader.

"Then I need to thank you! Well, for the sake of what happened tonight, I sincerely thank you and the beautiful lady beside you!"

"Well, you don't have to thank me, believe me, Mr. Mussolini, if you hear my subsequent suggestions, then you are not just thanking me for being so simple!"

Mussolini listened to the other party's seemingly irrelevant words and carefully looked at the two people in front of him. Especially the eyes of the man here, if he contacted the strict protection and regular soldiers in the inner room.

Suddenly, some information flashed through his mind.

"The gaze of the Satan Eagle is as sharp as Satan himself. And he is a romantic guy, and there are like a few women around him..."

"Oh, I understand! You are the one from the Chinese Federation..."

Tang Yunyang smiled and nodded, expressing his approval of his speculation.

"Yes, that's right!"

Mussolini quickly thought about the other party's open and honest confession. At this time, his political touch felt keenly that everything seemed to be developing in a favorable direction.
Chapter completed!