Chapter 1222 [Platinum]

Although I feel that this guy is too unscrupulous, he is talking about his "great achievements", why he only cares about himself and eats fruit like a "starving ghost". m

But when it was brought to their mouths, the two women still bit into the dragon fruit.

"How about it, it tastes good?" Yang Chen asked.

Qiangwei swallowed, and gave Yang Chen a blank look, "I'm talking about you, so I didn't tell us well, Ning'er and I both like to hear the stories about your past."

Yang Chen waved his hand, "Is there anything to tell, it's not a happy story."

Cai Ning turned her head and asked Ron, "Mr. Ron, how did you meet Yang Chen back then? Why did you become his housekeeper from the president of the Mafia Alliance?"

Ron looked helpless, "Ma'am, to be honest, this is what I have always wanted to ask His Excellency Pluto, but he refused to tell me.

In fact, before the invasion of Sicily by the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, I didn't know His Majesty Pluto at all, and our Mafia hardly had any interaction with His Majesty.

At that time, His Majesty Pluto's sudden appearance shocked us, but no matter what, it was because of him that we repelled the British elite troops, and then defeated the Italian and French troops. "

The two women looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't think that Yang Chen was the kind of messenger who upholds justice... Even the Mafia has nothing to do with justice.

"Honey, why did you help Mr. Ron?" Qiangwei asked curiously.

Yang Chen rubbed his nose, "Is there anything to ask, maybe he was drunk that day and wanted to kill people..."

"Don't get confused, you like to touch your nose whenever you want to lie." Qiangwei grabbed Yang Chen's nose and laughed and scolded.

Yang Chen was stared at by two women in such a daze, after thinking about it for so many years, let's just say it, so he said: "Actually, it was a mistake..."

"By mistake?"

Ron was also listening carefully, and he was also very puzzled about the cause of the sudden situation that year.

Yang Chen nodded, "At that time, I happened to agree to Catherine... Oh, that is, Jane's mother, to help their mother and daughter solve the pursuit of the English royal family and seize the British imperial status.

It just so happened that the commander of the special forces who was in charge of hunting down was also the guy in charge of attacking Sicily. I happened to find him that day, and he was directing his troops to take on the Mafia.

I can't wait for them to finish fighting before killing them, time is precious, and I have to go back to England to fight those guys from Sword in the Stone, so I don't care too much, kill first and then talk! "

Ron's face was tangled for a while, he finally understood why Yang Chen refused to explain why he helped them back then, it turned out that helping them was really just an "incidental gift".

With a wry smile, Ron didn't know what to say, but a favor is a great favor after all, and he wouldn't care so much.

Qiangwei and Cai Ning couldn't help giggling, this kind of thick-skinned and outrageous things are only like Yang Chen's personality.

Talking and laughing happily, everyone has arrived in Palermo, the capital of Sicily.

Palermo was hailed by the great poet Dante in the early Renaissance as the most beautiful Muslim city in the world. Here, there are beautiful Arabian architectural scenery everywhere.

After getting off the plane, the current patriarch of the Constantine family, Phaedro, who is also the eldest son of Ron, has dispatched several black extended Bentleys to wait silently outside the airport.

Phaedro's appearance was very similar to Ron's. He was a gentleman with a mustache and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't look like the leader of a mafia family.

When the figure of Yang Chen in a huā shirt appeared in front of this group of mafia, Fidro and the other children of the Constantine family obviously looked eagerly.

"Your Majesty Pluto, welcome to Sicily again." Fidero bowed to pay tribute, and a group of men in black suits followed humbly behind him.

Some passers-by around did not find this scene too strange. In Sicily, especially in the Mafia, it is very common to have distinct classes. It is not a big deal for someone to kneel suddenly on the main road.

Yang Chen waved his hand indifferently, "Fadro, you and your father can do this, and I'll skip it."

Ron laughed beside him and said, "Your Majesty Pluto, these boys are expressing their respect for you. Without you, they would have died long ago."

Yang Chen shrugged, knowing that these guys haven't changed for so many years, and they can't change, so he didn't care about it.

After Qiangwei and Cai Ning got into the car together, they looked curiously at the scenery of Palermo outside the car window. The rich Gothic, Roman and other special styles here made the two girls dizzy.

On the streets and in the bazaar, tourists and local residents are chatting livelyly. People of all colors and costumes are a big fusion of all parts of the world.

"It doesn't look like anything special, it looks like a tourist city, is this really the territory of the Mafia?" Qiangwei couldn't believe it.

Yang Chen couldn't help laughing, "Baby Qiangwei, do you think the Mafia is just like the ones shown on TV? They also want to live their lives. Who likes a smoky life? They also hope that the place they live in is beautiful and quiet. The Mafia is just an island. Another ruler, not a terrorist organization. It's just that they are more inclined to use violence to solve problems than ordinary governments."

Ron agreed and said: "That's right, Madam Rose, in fact, most of this building is maintained and built by our mafia alliance. For us, this is our home, and it's not as exaggerated as the outside world imagines."

Cai Ning asked, "Are we going to Mr. Ron's house now?"

Ron shook his head, "Ms. Cai Ning, our Constantine family is located in the central part of Caltanisea. We came to Palermo mainly because the Caesar Conference that will open tomorrow will be held in the 'Colosseum' of the port here. Now we Heading to the reserved Federico Hotel."

"The Colosseum? Isn't that in Rome?" Cai Ning wondered.

"Hehe, that is the most famous Colosseum in ancient Rome. In fact, there are many other Colosseums around the world. Our Palermo Colosseum is also one of them. It was used for training within our mafia, and it was turned into a fighting venue during the Caesar Conference," Ron explained.

Hearing Ron's explanation, the two girls were very much looking forward to tomorrow's itinerary, as if it was a grand event in another world, which made people's heart beat faster.

Ten minutes later, Federo, who was sitting in front of the car, received a call. After saying a few words in Italian, he hung up the phone with a solemn expression.

"Phaedro, what happened to the hotel?" Ron asked after hearing something from behind.

Phaedro turned around respectfully, nodded and said: "Yes, my lord, the owner of Federico Hotel said that someone occupied the VIP suite we had booked, and threatened to kill them if they dared to call them out." The staff throughout the hotel.”

Ron's usually peaceful face suddenly darkened, "Who is so bold!"

"I don't know. The owner of the hotel said that it was a group of weird people wearing white cloaks and golden masks. They couldn't tell what the accent was, but there were a few mercenaries who wanted to ask the boss who he was, but they were beaten and thrown on the spot. After going out, the strength seems to be very good," Fidero said.

"White cloak? Golden mask?" Ron frowned deeply, and asked Yang Chen who was half lying on his seat in distress, "Your Majesty Pluto, in my memory, there is no mercenary group dressed like this, do you know?" ?”

Yang Chen half-closed his eyes, and lazily said: "I haven't met it before, maybe it's a new mercenary group..."

Ron nodded, if Yang Chen hadn't seen it before, it could only be the new mercenary group.

Cai Ning frowned and asked, "Why do they insist on robbing our room? Are they targeting us?"

Ron shook his head, "Not necessarily, Madam Cai Ning, you don't know anything, Federico Hotel is one of the most luxurious hotels in Palermo, and its VIP suite is almost equivalent to a status symbol.

In recent days, dignitaries, rich people, and powerful mercenary groups from all over the world have gathered here.

During the Caesars Conference, the people who can enter the VIP suite of the Federico Hotel are all one-of-a-kind, noble symbols.

Therefore, they did this probably to prove their status, to demonstrate to everyone, and to show their ambitions without fear of anyone. "

Peerless Tangmen