Three hundred and ninety-nine chapters Mafia visitors
(Yesterday, I updated after 12 o'clock. Everyone got up just in time to read it. Chapter 3 was at 4 o'clock. I don't know if it is a problem with the bookstore.)
Angus finally felt relieved, and even if he didn't believe Lin Chen, what was the use? It was impossible for him to pull out a gun and smash his head now. The other party was now the biggest boss in London. For the sake of his future in London
In order to have a more stable position, let's just take what he said as true for the time being.
"No, no, you don't understand." Angus shook his head weakly. This was the first time that Lin Chen saw such a declining expression on the face of this all-powerful old man. He seemed to have aged a lot overnight.
, Angus closed his eyes tightly and murmured: "When you see someone who can tear a living person in half with his bare hands, you won't think so. I am only a little bit closer and will become
Just like Eric, Hughton, and Malfoy. God, we should still believe in fairy tales. I should have thought of that when I saw those corpses that were sucked dry."
It's normal to have some psychological shadow after seeing those things, but Lin Chen didn't expect that the nerves of ordinary humans would be so fragile. He had to admit that Lin Chen was a bit hypocritical, but he didn't want Angus to be affected by those things.
After killing the vampires, with him, he can at least share some of the pressure from the government. After all, Angus is deeply rooted in the city of London. He is like a king whose power has been exploited. Although he has lost his power, he is still the king in name.
Lin Chen clapped his palms twice, "That's enough. Is this still the old Angus I know? No matter what they are, as long as they infringe on our interests and pose a threat to us, then we will kill them.
Just kill them hard! You and the other bosses have succeeded in doing this. At this time, you should open champagne and celebrate with your men instead of lying here and sighing, my friend."
Angus's eyes regained some brightness and nodded, "You're right, Lin, we did kill them in the end. God, please forgive my cowardice, Lin, you should have come to see me earlier, so
I wouldn't have sat here all night."
Lin Chen continued to talk about trains to remind Angus, "No one can provoke us. London is our territory. Even if aliens come, we can tell them to go back to their hometown!"
Angus gradually smiled: "Yes, dear Lin, look at these inspiring words, you really should run for parliament."
Just as the two of them were comforting and complimenting each other, a young man in a white suit, led by a servant, walked across the lawn. Angus stood up immediately after seeing the other person and regained some of his color.
There was a smile on his face, and he greeted loudly, "Oh, dear Mr. Ducci, you came really early. The weather is good today. Maybe we can go there and play a few golf clubs."
Lin Chen glanced at Angus. Didn't this old guy look like he was about to die just now? Why did he suddenly have the energy to play golf? He looked at the young man named Ducci.
He appears to be well-mannered and has an aristocratic temperament in his every move. However, his aristocratic temperament is not as natural as that of the orthodox nobles of Eberron. Instead, he has an air of artificiality that often mixes with the upper class.
Lin Chen in society can see it at a glance.
Ducci put a hand on his chest, bowed slightly to Angus, and said in a polite tone, "Good morning, Mr. Angus. I hope I didn't disturb your meal. Well, this is..."
It was obvious that Angus was a little reluctant, but he had to introduce the two of them, "This is Mr. Lin, an old friend of mine, and this is also a good friend of mine, Mr. Duccio from Italy.
"
Angus's vague introduction was equivalent to only introducing two people's names, making it difficult for two people meeting for the first time to figure out each other's identities. Who knew what Angus, the old fox, was thinking. Lin Chen
After shaking hands with Du Qiao, Du Qiao was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "Ah ha, Mr. Lin, I have known you for a long time. I'm sorry, I should have recognized you. There is definitely no other person like you in London."
For such a Chinese, please forgive my rudeness. Well, you and Mr. Angus are indeed good friends. This is indeed true."
Lin Chen smiled slightly. There was something in the other person's words, which was an allusion to what happened that night. All the bosses were dead, but Angus was fine. Of course, that was just Angus's bad luck. It seemed that the news spread really fast.
Ah, even our Italian friend heard about it in such a short period of time.
When he was in Russia, Markov was eager to train his lovely son-in-law as the future successor of the Fandiro family. Under the careful guidance of his father-in-law, Lin Chen learned a lot about gang organizations in the world, and our man
Mr. Duccio has no intention of hiding his identity, or treating it as a bargaining chip to show off. The family crest on his chest shows everyone his identity as an Italian mafia.
Angus looked at Duccio, then at Lin Chen, and suddenly made a decision. As the eldest son of the Cassani family in Rome, Duccio came to discuss a big deal with him this time, but this deal was too big.
It's so huge that it's hard for Angus to eat it in one bite.
He originally wanted to hide this matter, for fear that Lin Chen would get involved and take part of the profits. Seeing that both of them had guessed each other's identities, he made a wise decision to hook up with them.
And if you put yourself aside, you might as well be the middleman yourself and take the initiative to bring Lin Chen in. Anyway, this matter is difficult to accomplish by yourself. If Lin Chen has his way, he can not only get three points.
With a profit of 1%, you can also sell Lin Chen a favor. Well, yes, this is the wisest choice.
"Sit down, sit down, you two, please allow me to formally introduce you two again." Angus shamelessly introduced both parties again, and then said "straightforwardly", "Lin, Duccio
This time Mr. Duccio came to London to negotiate a business deal with me. As God testifies, when Mr. Duccio first talked about this deal with me, I thought of you. It’s better to choose the day than to hit it, you two.
We all happened to be here today, Mr. Duccio, and with Mr. Lin joining us, I can guarantee that our business will be successfully completed."
Both Lin Chen and Ducci frowned inwardly. Angus was so hypocritical. Even Ducci knew that a few days ago, Lin Chen was unknown in London. The two of them had met before.
After five or six meetings, Angus didn't even mention Lin Chen's name to him. Before that, he didn't even know that the Vandillo family had sent a Chinese as the boss of their London branch for the first time.