"Didn't it mean that the Habsbao family has declined?" Tang Feng frowned slightly. Seeing that the old man was a little unhappy, he quickly added: "Oh, you know I don't mean that, I mean the legend of the outside world
!”
Cultivating a noble requires three generations, but destroying a noble only requires one person. The Habsbao family has a very famous history in Europe, and the only one that can match it is probably the only Hohenzollern family. Like the Wharton family
A little history is like a young child who has not grown up in front of these two families.
The reason why Tang Feng knew them was because these two families seemed to have produced emperors from many countries. Because Europe had a very chaotic history, the emperor seemed to be very worthless, and some people relied on their blood relationship to serve as one or even
The kings of several countries. The Habsbao family once relied on this clever marriage method to cultivate a monarch who ruled the most territories in Europe, and created the most glorious moment of the entire Habsbao family!
"The Habsbao family did not decline, but went from the open to the secret." Chawo took out a new bottle of red wine, which seemed to be much worse than that in the past. He poured himself a glass first.
Then he signaled to Tang Feng, and after he refused, he took a sip of sip. In the past, the Habsbao family ruled the entire Europe under the sun, but now he is in charge of the Italian black hands in the dark.
Party, is this a kind of irony?
"So, the Hohenzollern family should be still here!" Tang Feng said with a slight moment of shock.
"I can't tell you this," Old Chawo chuckled and shook his head.
Tang Feng smiled indifferently. The reason why he asked the Hohenzollern family was entirely out of curiosity. However, he was relieved that the old man could own such a large manor at the moment. Not to mention the family for hundreds of years
His foundation, just his identity as a world-class underworld godfather, is a symbol of countless wealth!
"I don't know what I can cooperate with you?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Wealth, interests, many things," Lao Chawo held his glasses with his hands, and a trace of light flashed through his blue eyes.
Tang Feng shook his head gently: "You are too broad. A small organization like Huaxing Society may not be able to catch your eye yet, right? I really can't figure out what cooperation we have!"
"Young man, in your Z dialect, you don't have to underestimate yourself. As far as I know, you have always been a partner of the Russian war in Asia. Haha, it just so happens that our Italian mafia is also a bit of business in this regard, if you are willing to go with
If I cooperate, I can give you a profit of 30% higher than the war!" Old Chawo smiled confidently.
Tang Feng frowned slightly. As we all know, the Mafia is not only the world's largest gangster, but also the world's second largest arms dealer. Their biggest competitor is Russia's war group! They have been stabbed by war in arms sales for decades.
After arguing, Lao Chawo obviously wanted Tang Feng to help him snatch the Asian market from the war.
"Don't worry about refusing, I'm not finished speaking." Tang Feng was about to speak, and Old Chawo waved his hand and said, "I have another suggestion to believe you will be more interested in this cooperation!"
As he said that, he checked Walton for a moment and blinked at Tang Feng. Tang Feng suddenly felt a little amused. This old guy was obviously adjusting his appetite, but he made such a childish move. It's true!
"You can just say anything, I'll listen carefully!"
"In addition to the leader of the Italian mafia, I have another identity." Old Chawo stared at Tang Feng with his eyes tightly and said lightly: "I am one of the three permanent elders of the European Hunter Association."
Tang Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at him tightly. Why is this old guy's identity scarier than the other? First, he was the patriarch of the Habsbao family, the real leader of the Italian mafia, and now another Hunter Association emerged.
The permanent elder? Damn, any one can kill anyone.
Tang Feng took a deep breath and then leaned against the sofa after a while. He had already vaguely guessed the purpose of Lao Chawo looking for him. The three major killer organizations in the world have been hostile to each other. This old guy must have known about him and
The matter between Zhuquetang, so I came to him.
Since the other party has something to ask for him, what else can I be polite? Light a cigarette for myself, Tang Feng took a deep breath, vomited a cigarette ring and said lightly: "What do you mean is that we will join forces to deal with Zhuque
Hall?"
"No, no, no." Old Chawo shook his head. He had been observing Tang Feng's reaction just now. Unfortunately, the other party's face did not have the surprise he imagined, but instead had a hint of vigilance. This made him smile bitterly in his heart.
If he hadn't received that call, perhaps he could use some tough measures to force Tang Feng to cooperate with him. But now, he dare not take this risk at all.
With a clear cough, Lao Chawo said lightly: "I know the situation of Huaxing Society very well. The Hong Gang has always been your main opponent. Even without Zhuquetang next to you, it will be difficult for you to win. Now both of them are forming inadvertently.
After joining forces, I don’t think Huaxing Society has the possibility of winning. So my friend, you need help now. And I am the one who is willing to help you. Of course, you have to provide me with enough benefits!"
The old fox, obviously wanted to take the opportunity to weaken the strength of Zhuquetang, but he said so loudly. Tang Feng snorted coldly and said with a depressed look on his face: "Oh, old man, I have to say that you are as wise as a torch. What you said
That's right, Huaxing Society is bound to die now, so I decided not to hang out in China. Huaxing Society has now begun to move to the United States! Therefore, I can only let you down your good intentions."
After saying that, Tang Feng silently observed Lao Chawo's expression. He was betting that Lao Chawo and the Hunter Association behind him would not miss this great opportunity to weaken Zhuquetang. If he wins the bet, then Huaxing
The generals obtained a group of masters without any effort, thus breaking the threat of Zhuquetang. But if he lost the bet, it would be difficult for him to leave the manor alive today.
Sure enough, a cold light flashed in Lao Chawo's eyes, and Tang Feng's heart tightened. But then Lao Chawo laughed and said, "Boy, I have to say, you are the first one to dare to play tricks with me in so many years.
The one who is so brave, I am willing to make friends with you. How about it, are you willing to accept the friendship of the Habsbao family?"
Tang Feng felt relieved when he heard Lao Chawo laughing. He knew that he had won the bet. However, Lao Chawo's words made him stunned. What is this? If you don't fight, you won't know each other? Tang Feng couldn't believe it, like
Habsbao's family that has been passed down for hundreds of years only values strength and interests. Friendship, isn't this a ghost?
But believe it or not, facing Lao Chawo's hands stretched out, Tang Feng hurriedly stood up and said, "Of course, I feel very honored to be a friend of the oldest and most noble family in Europe! I am able to know you,
My happiest thing today, Chavo, Mr. Habsboa.”
Tang Feng easily sent two big hats over, but Old Chawo accepted it without any embarrassment: "I am the same, my dear friend. Oh, by the way, you can call me Brother Chawo, or
Brother Chavo, this is the honor my friend deserves!”
Tang Feng felt confused. Today's experience was the most bizarre thing in his life? Although Chawo just asked him to change his name, Tang Feng knew that with just these words, his status in Europe was about to be on the ground.
Like a rocket, it rose directly from the bottom layer to the top of the pyramid.
If he goes to the Walton family to attend the auction now, the old man dares to let him sit in the last row? Nonsense! It would be strange if he disrespectfully invited Tang Feng to the stage to give a speech. No one dares to doubt Habs
Bao’s family’s influence in Europe!
After a while, Tang Feng calmed down, and tried hard to keep himself from being surprised by his favor and disgrace, and chuckled: "Of course, Brother Chawo, you can also call me Death God, my friends call me that!"
Old Chawo nodded with a smile: "Now I think we can talk."
Tang Feng also smiled and said, "I think so."
The two sat down again, and Lao Chawo went to the bottom of the wine cabinet to explore, and took out a bottle of red wine stuffed with a plug: "This is the red wine from 1408, the only one in the world
The bottle is also my most precious treasure, I think you should try it!”
Tang Feng was dizzy. 1408, isn't it more than 600 years ago? This is not just wine, it's simply antique! Tang Feng did not doubt that Lao Chawo had exaggerated the words, because he had no need to do so.
. Staring at the bottle in Lao Chawo's hand curiously, Tang Feng was a little eager to try it out. It didn't taste it. It was just its year, and it was a great opportunity to take a sip.
"Brother Chawo, I don't really know how to taste this thing. You don't have to bring such good wine." Thinking of the fact that he had drunk a glass of him for 1668 just now, he stared at him with heartache. Tang Feng was very suspicious.
If he ruined his bottle from 1408, would this old man feel distressed and let someone kill him?
"Haha, since he is a friend of the Habsbao family, he deserves the best hospitality. But there is not much wine, so I can only drink with you!" As he said that, Lao Chawo poured a small cup for Tang Feng,
Then poured myself a little.
"Come on, toast to our friendship!" Tang Feng smiled embarrassedly when he saw this. He knew that Lao Chawo was a real wine tasting, and only a little bit was enough. It was not like him, drinking such a big drink at a time.
Tang Feng picked up the wine glass and couldn't help but wonder, is this a waste of resources?
"Cheers to friendship!" Tang Feng smiled gently, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. In order not to let Lao Chawo down, Tang Feng did not swallow this time, but tried to stir it gently with his tongue!
Coordinated, mellow, sweet, delicate, plump, and continuous, pure for a while, countless words jumped in Tang Feng's head, sometimes smooth, sometimes strong, sometimes charming, this beautiful woman with a variety of changes in red wine. Tang Feng's
Only then did I understand why a truly good wine is flawless and memorable. Now he has a wonderful and warm feeling.
Wine is like a person, and people are like wine. Only by savoring it carefully can you appreciate it!
Feeling the strong and almost unsolvable fragrance in his mouth, Tang Feng sighed long and opened his eyes for a while and said, "Good wine!"
Old Chawo looked at him with some surprise: "I really didn't expect you to master the most important tricks of wine tasting so quickly. Every bottle of red wine has life. Only by savoring it with your heart and communicating with your soul can you feel it.
.”
Tang Feng nodded slightly, and at this moment he seemed to be able to feel a faint tenderness: "Okay, Brother Chawo, we can taste the wine slowly, let's talk about the main things first."
Old Chawo smiled and said, "Aren't we talking now?"
Tang Feng chuckled and shook his head, thought for a while before saying, "I'm about arms."
"Don't be busy refusing, Death God, you can think about it again. In a few days, I will send experts to Country Z secretly, and they will help you deal with Zhuquetang. As for the requirements, I haven't thought about it yet. OK, I won't talk about these things.
Something has happened, drink!” Lao Zhen seemed to be interested in drinking, but he was not in the mood to talk about serious matters again, and kept pulling Tang Feng to drink!
What else is there to say? Tang Feng smiled bitterly and slowly raised his glass!
Tang Feng was still a little unbelievable after coming out of Habsbao Manor. Not only did Old Chawo send him directly to the door of the manor, he also sent someone to protect his safety in Italy, but Tang Feng politely declined. He came here to deal with it.
For private matters, I don’t want a bunch of tails to follow!
When Tang Feng thought of the expression when the manor manager heard his call Brother Chawo, he wanted to laugh. However, he did not forget it. On the contrary, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The arrogance of European nobles is famous all over the world, and the older the family, the more so it is. On the surface, they seem to be polite to everyone, but in fact, the arrogance and loftiness in their bones have never been given up.
This can be seen from the old man of the Walton family.
As Lao Chawo, he had no need to be so polite to himself. When the cold wind blew, Tang Feng felt much clearer. Although the red wine had great potential, fortunately he didn't drink much.
Even if Lao Chawo has some appreciation for himself, he will never be able to hand over such a ignorant identity. Why did he do this? Tang Feng frowned in confusion, and then cried inwardly, no matter why he was fucking.
What about? Anyway, I have nothing worth his plan.
But is Tang Feng really nothing worth planning?
The housekeeper stood respectfully and stood respectfully beside Lao Chawo. Lao Chawo said lightly: "Do you really don't understand why I did this?"
"Yes, lord, although this God of Death is good, it won't make you so polite, right?" the butler said in confusion.
"You shouldn't know some things, it's better not to know." Old Chawo said lightly: "You go down first, remember to let people look forward to this god of death. If there is anything inconvenient for him to take action, you should help him solve it.
.Don’t forget, he is my friend now!”
The butler said respectfully: "Yes." He turned around and retreated.
"What is the relationship between this God of Death and the Baolong clan in the East? He actually called the old man Long himself?" In the empty office, Lao Chawo picked up a black phone and was silent for a while, but finally let it go
After going down, rubbing his temples gently, Old Chawo smiled bitterly and said, "Death, I hope you can bring me more rewards!" "Didn't it mean that the Habsbao family has declined?" Tang Feng slightly
Frowning, seeing that the old man was a little unhappy, he quickly added: "Oh, you know I don't mean that, I mean the legends from the outside world!"
Cultivating a noble requires three generations, but destroying a noble only requires one person. The Habsbao family has a very famous history in Europe, and the only one that can match it is probably the only Hohenzollern family. Like the Wharton family
A little history is like a young child who has not grown up in front of these two families.
The reason why Tang Feng knew them was because these two families seemed to have produced emperors from many countries. Because Europe had a very chaotic history, the emperor seemed to be very worthless, and some people relied on their blood relationship to serve as one or even
The kings of several countries. The Habsbao family once relied on this clever marriage method to cultivate a monarch who ruled the most territories in Europe, and created the most glorious moment of the entire Habsbao family!
"The Habsbao family did not decline, but went from the open to the secret." Chawo took out a new bottle of red wine, which seemed to be much worse than that in the past. He poured himself a glass first.
Then he signaled to Tang Feng, and after he refused, he took a sip of sip. In the past, the Habsbao family ruled the entire Europe under the sun, but now he is in charge of the Italian black hands in the dark.
Party, is this a kind of irony?
"So, the Hohenzollern family should be still here!" Tang Feng said with a slight moment of shock.
"I can't tell you this," Old Chawo chuckled and shook his head.
Tang Feng smiled indifferently. The reason why he asked the Hohenzollern family was entirely out of curiosity. However, he was relieved that the old man could own such a large manor at the moment. Not to mention the family for hundreds of years
His foundation, just his identity as a world-class underworld godfather, is a symbol of countless wealth!
"I don't know what I can cooperate with you?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Wealth, interests, many things," Lao Chawo held his glasses with his hands, and a trace of light flashed through his blue eyes.
Tang Feng shook his head gently: "You are too broad. A small organization like Huaxing Society may not be able to catch your eye yet, right? I really can't figure out what cooperation we have!"
"Young man, in your Z dialect, you don't have to underestimate yourself. As far as I know, you have always been a partner of the Russian war in Asia. Haha, it just so happens that our Italian mafia is also a bit of business in this regard, if you are willing to go with
If I cooperate, I can give you a profit of 30% higher than the war!" Old Chawo smiled confidently.
Tang Feng frowned slightly. As we all know, the Mafia is not only the world's largest gangster, but also the world's second largest arms dealer. Their biggest competitor is Russia's war group! They have been stabbed by war in arms sales for decades.
After arguing, Lao Chawo obviously wanted Tang Feng to help him snatch the Asian market from the war.
"Don't worry about refusing, I'm not finished speaking." Tang Feng was about to speak, and Old Chawo waved his hand and said, "I have another suggestion to believe you will be more interested in this cooperation!"
As he said that, he checked Walton for a moment and blinked at Tang Feng. Tang Feng suddenly felt a little amused. This old guy was obviously adjusting his appetite, but he made such a childish move. It's true!
"You can just say anything, I'll listen carefully!"
"In addition to the leader of the Italian mafia, I have another identity." Old Chawo stared at Tang Feng with his eyes tightly and said lightly: "I am one of the three permanent elders of the European Hunter Association."
Tang Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at him tightly. Why is this old guy's identity scarier than the other? First, he was the patriarch of the Habsbao family, the real leader of the Italian mafia, and now another Hunter Association emerged.
The permanent elder? Damn, any one can kill anyone.
Tang Feng took a deep breath and then leaned against the sofa after a while. He had already vaguely guessed the purpose of Lao Chawo looking for him. The three major killer organizations in the world have been hostile to each other. This old guy must have known about him and
The matter between Zhuquetang, so I came to him.
Since the other party has something to ask for him, what else can I be polite? Light a cigarette for myself, Tang Feng took a deep breath, vomited a cigarette ring and said lightly: "What do you mean is that we will join forces to deal with Zhuque
Hall?"
"No, no, no." Old Chawo shook his head. He had been observing Tang Feng's reaction just now. Unfortunately, the other party's face did not have the surprise he imagined, but instead had a hint of vigilance. This made him smile bitterly in his heart.
If he hadn't received that call, perhaps he could use some tough measures to force Tang Feng to cooperate with him. But now, he dare not take this risk at all.
With a clear cough, Lao Chawo said lightly: "I know the situation of Huaxing Society very well. The Hong Gang has always been your main opponent. Even without Zhuquetang next to you, it will be difficult for you to win. Now both of them are forming inadvertently.
After joining forces, I don’t think Huaxing Society has the possibility of winning. So my friend, you need help now. And I am the one who is willing to help you. Of course, you have to provide me with enough benefits!"
The old fox, obviously wanted to take the opportunity to weaken the strength of Zhuquetang, but he said so loudly. Tang Feng snorted coldly and said with a depressed look on his face: "Oh, old man, I have to say that you are as wise as a torch. What you said
That's right, Huaxing Society is bound to die now, so I decided not to hang out in China. Huaxing Society has now begun to move to the United States! Therefore, I can only let you down your good intentions."
After saying that, Tang Feng silently observed Lao Chawo's expression. He was betting that Lao Chawo and the Hunter Association behind him would not miss this great opportunity to weaken Zhuquetang. If he wins the bet, then Huaxing
The generals obtained a group of masters without any effort, thus breaking the threat of Zhuquetang. But if he lost the bet, it would be difficult for him to leave the manor alive today.
Sure enough, a cold light flashed in Lao Chawo's eyes, and Tang Feng's heart tightened. But then Lao Chawo laughed and said, "Boy, I have to say, you are the first one to dare to play tricks with me in so many years.
The one who is so brave, I am willing to make friends with you. How about it, are you willing to accept the friendship of the Habsbao family?"
Tang Feng felt relieved when he heard Lao Chawo laughing. He knew that he had won the bet. However, Lao Chawo's words made him stunned. What is this? If you don't fight, you won't know each other? Tang Feng couldn't believe it, like
Habsbao's family that has been passed down for hundreds of years only values strength and interests. Friendship, isn't this a ghost?
But believe it or not, facing Lao Chawo's hands stretched out, Tang Feng hurriedly stood up and said, "Of course, I feel very honored to be a friend of the oldest and most noble family in Europe! I am able to know you,
My happiest thing today, Chavo, Mr. Habsboa.”
Tang Feng easily sent two big hats over, but Old Chawo accepted it without any embarrassment: "I am the same, my dear friend. Oh, by the way, you can call me Brother Chawo, or
Brother Chavo, this is the honor my friend deserves!”
Tang Feng felt confused. Today's experience was the most bizarre thing in his life? Although Chawo just asked him to change his name, Tang Feng knew that with just these words, his status in Europe was about to be on the ground.
Like a rocket, it rose directly from the bottom layer to the top of the pyramid.
If he goes to the Walton family to attend the auction now, the old man dares to let him sit in the last row? Nonsense! It would be strange if he disrespectfully invited Tang Feng to the stage to give a speech. No one dares to doubt Habs
Bao’s family’s influence in Europe!
After a while, Tang Feng calmed down, and tried hard to keep himself from being surprised by his favor and disgrace, and chuckled: "Of course, Brother Chawo, you can also call me Death God, my friends call me that!"
Old Chawo nodded with a smile: "Now I think we can talk."
Tang Feng also smiled and said, "I think so."
The two sat down again, and Lao Chawo went to the bottom of the wine cabinet to explore, and took out a bottle of red wine stuffed with a plug: "This is the red wine from 1408, the only one in the world
The bottle is also my most precious treasure, I think you should try it!”
Tang Feng was dizzy. 1408, isn't it more than 600 years ago? This is not just wine, it's simply antique! Tang Feng did not doubt that Lao Chawo had exaggerated the words, because he had no need to do so.
. Staring at the bottle in Lao Chawo's hand curiously, Tang Feng was a little eager to try it out. It didn't taste it. It was just its year, and it was a great opportunity to take a sip.
"Brother Chawo, I don't really know how to taste this thing. You don't have to bring such good wine." Thinking of the fact that he had drunk a glass of him for 1668 just now, he stared at him with heartache. Tang Feng was very suspicious.
If he ruined his bottle from 1408, would this old man feel distressed and let someone kill him?
"Haha, since he is a friend of the Habsbao family, he deserves the best hospitality. But there is not much wine, so I can only drink with you!" As he said that, Lao Chawo poured a small cup for Tang Feng,
Then poured myself a little.
"Come on, toast to our friendship!" Tang Feng smiled embarrassedly when he saw this. He knew that Lao Chawo was a real wine tasting, and only a little bit was enough. It was not like him, drinking such a big drink at a time.
Tang Feng picked up the wine glass and couldn't help but wonder, is this a waste of resources?
"Cheers to friendship!" Tang Feng smiled gently, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. In order not to let Lao Chawo down, Tang Feng did not swallow this time, but tried to stir it gently with his tongue!
Coordinated, mellow, sweet, delicate, plump, and continuous, pure for a while, countless words jumped in Tang Feng's head, sometimes smooth, sometimes strong, sometimes charming, this beautiful woman with a variety of changes in red wine. Tang Feng's
Only then did I understand why a truly good wine is flawless and memorable. Now he has a wonderful and warm feeling.
Wine is like a person, and people are like wine. Only by savoring it carefully can you appreciate it!
Feeling the strong and almost unsolvable fragrance in his mouth, Tang Feng sighed long and opened his eyes for a while and said, "Good wine!"
Old Chawo looked at him with some surprise: "I really didn't expect you to master the most important tricks of wine tasting so quickly. Every bottle of red wine has life. Only by savoring it with your heart and communicating with your soul can you feel it.
.”
Tang Feng nodded slightly, and at this moment he seemed to be able to feel a faint tenderness: "Okay, Brother Chawo, we can taste the wine slowly, let's talk about the main things first."
Old Chawo smiled and said, "Aren't we talking now?"
Tang Feng chuckled and shook his head, thought for a while before saying, "I'm about arms."
"Don't be busy refusing, Death God, you can think about it again. In a few days, I will send experts to Country Z secretly, and they will help you deal with Zhuquetang. As for the requirements, I haven't thought about it yet. OK, I won't talk about these things.
Something has happened, drink!” Lao Zhen seemed to be interested in drinking, but he was not in the mood to talk about serious matters again, and kept pulling Tang Feng to drink!
What else is there to say? Tang Feng smiled bitterly and slowly raised his glass!
Tang Feng was still a little unbelievable after coming out of Habsbao Manor. Not only did Old Chawo send him directly to the door of the manor, he also sent someone to protect his safety in Italy, but Tang Feng politely declined. He came here to deal with it.
For private matters, I don’t want a bunch of tails to follow!
When Tang Feng thought of the expression when the manor manager heard his call Brother Chawo, he wanted to laugh. However, he did not forget it. On the contrary, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The arrogance of European nobles is famous all over the world, and the older the family, the more so it is. On the surface, they seem to be polite to everyone, but in fact, the arrogance and loftiness in their bones have never been given up.
This can be seen from the old man of the Walton family.
As Lao Chawo, he had no need to be so polite to himself. When the cold wind blew, Tang Feng felt much clearer. Although the red wine had great potential, fortunately he didn't drink much.
Even if Lao Chawo has some appreciation for himself, he will never be able to hand over such a ignorant identity. Why did he do this? Tang Feng frowned in confusion, and then cried inwardly, no matter why he was fucking.
What about? Anyway, I have nothing worth his plan.
But is Tang Feng really nothing worth planning?
The housekeeper stood respectfully and stood respectfully beside Lao Chawo. Lao Chawo said lightly: "Do you really don't understand why I did this?"
"Yes, lord, although this God of Death is good, it won't make you so polite, right?" the butler said in confusion.
"You shouldn't know some things, it's better not to know." Old Chawo said lightly: "You go down first, remember to let people look forward to this god of death. If there is anything inconvenient for him to take action, you should help him solve it.
.Don’t forget, he is my friend now!”
The butler said respectfully: "Yes." He turned around and retreated.
"What is the relationship between this God of Death and the Baolong clan in the East? He actually called the old man Long himself?" In the empty office, Lao Chawo picked up a black phone and was silent for a while, but finally let it go
After going down, rubbing his temples gently, Old Chawo smiled bitterly and said, "Death, I hope you can bring me more rewards!"