Fabio's grand debut

  These days, Fei Li and the others have been worriedly watching Yi Chen walk unsteadily, as if carrying a heavy burden of tens of thousands of kilograms, even holding a wine cup requires great effort, often crushing it into powder. Jester asked with concern: "Boss, since that night when you were practicing your skills and made a series of 'ding' sounds, you've become like this, did you overexert yourself while practicing?"

  Fei Li gave him a sideways glance, almost wanting to take action to teach him a lesson again. Concerned, she supported Yi Chen as he slowly stood up and said: "Boss, be careful, what's wrong with you?"

  Yi Chen finally let out a bitter laugh: "What do you think I am? When you guys first enter my current realm in the future, it will be even more miserable for you. To put it simply, my cultivation method is to absorb the power of the stars in the universe to strengthen myself. Before I condensed into a star core, I was me and star power was just star power. Now I am star power, and star power is me."

  After a moment of contemplation, Yi Chen continued to explain: "The power of the stars forms a force field in the universe. Although we are all within it every day, in reality, we are also outside of it. Ordinary people can't feel it at all. Even when I hadn't condensed into a star core, I wasn't truly merged with this field. A few days ago, my star core took shape, and my body thoroughly merged with this force field. I became a part of the force field, so any changes in the power of the stars will affect my body."

  Yi Chen swung his hand with a hint of bitterness and said, "Do you see? Ordinary people swing their arms easily, but now I'm swinging my arm is equivalent to crossing the energy ripples caused by the power of countless stars. It's like a fish swimming through waves in the vast ocean. How can it not be tiring? But don't worry, once my body gets used to this stage, it'll be fine. This is still something I've experienced before, so I'm familiar with it. The first time I went through this, I couldn't even open my eyes and lay in bed for half a month. Do you think it's fun?"

  Jie Si's eyes snapped with excitement as he grasped the core of the issue: "Boss, according to what you said, you've already merged with the Starry Sky's power field. That means your strength is almost infinite now? In other words, your strength will never be depleted?" He stared intently at Yi Chen, his eyes flashing with an eerie and fanatical flame.

  Yi Chen looked at him fiercely for a long time, shook his head and said: "You should still be careful to lay a solid foundation step by step before pursuing other things. If you recklessly pursue the improvement of your realm, it will cause great harm to your body. That's right, now I can use some star power in my every move, but do you think that a dolphin and a whale, who are both in the seawater, their tails can stir up waves of the same strength?"

  Several trusted subordinates looked thoughtful, and Yi Chen concluded: "So, the improvement of one's own cultivation is the most important thing. I've seen the most powerful masters, they can use their own strength, without relying on any external force, to single-handedly hold up a mountain peak of about 10,000 tons. If you encounter such a person, what do you think your superpowers are worth?"

  Everyone was stunned, Yidun shrugged his shoulders and exercised his joints, saying: "Feili baby, come on, help me walk a bit more, the sooner we adapt to the current situation, the better. Ah, you can't imagine the kind of unparalleled pleasure brought by feeling the colorful energy lines piercing through your body." Yidun slightly closed his eyes, and Jester, who was crazily pursuing power, looked at Yidun with envy, lost in thought.

  In the following days, Yichun gradually recovered to normal, Xinghe became more refined, Sifang Zhoulou already had a tendency to understand the body, and it would soon enter the stage of 360 degrees of star power. As for the current progress, Yichun was very satisfied. However, it was also because of his previous hard work that he clearly understood the subtle signs of each realm, and he could tailor his practice to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

  However, Jie Si has started to close himself off. Yi Chen knows that he is in the first step of his crazy cultivation, and Yi Chen didn't stop him either. If his mental state can't keep up with his cultivation, then Jie Si won't be able to make much progress anyway, so it shouldn't cause any harm. Perhaps, Jie Si needs to overcome the obstacles in his mind right now, in order to truly step onto the path of pursuing ultimate power.

  Looking at the London Post, slightly concerned about the mutual attacks between Fatah and their boss and political enemies, Yichen threw away the newspaper, exercised his bones, and quickly played with the jade pendant in his right hand, frowning and asking: "Has there been anything unusual in the past few days?"

  Chekhov smiled and nodded: "Boss, don't worry, with Kayn in charge, all troubles are gone. We've made a lot of money these days, and also, the nightclub dancer from Da Gou Xiong's place, that **was really big, so big it was amazing, I'm dead."

  Yi Chen glared at him for a long time before warning him, "You'd better be careful yourself. You don't have any special abilities, and with your current physique, you won't last more than three to five years like this. Be careful that the millions in your bank account become mine."

  Chekhov blinked, subconsciously pulling the large stack of banknotes in front of him into his arms, nodding repeatedly and smiling obsequiously: "Don't worry, boss, I'll be careful, I always drink nutritional supplements. God is really unfair, Jest can take drugs, get drunk, fight and brawl, but he's perfectly fine physically, why can't I be like that? I just want a slightly stronger body."

  Cain suddenly spoke up: "I'm a bit envious of your brain, how about swapping it with mine? I have no problem giving you my robust body. Exercising the body is much simpler than exercising the mind."

  "Think again, my brain can make money. I just modified a few items on the server, boss, someone offered five thousand pounds for one of my bows, hahaha, it's too wonderful."

  Yi Chen almost fainted, stood up, pointed at Chekhov's nose and said: "You attacked other people's game servers, that's nothing, but you're doing these things. Can those things be sold for money?"

  Chekhov muttered, "Destruction is beauty. Destroying their game rules is the most enjoyable thing in the world, even more so than **. Hey, hey, boss, where are you going? If you're willing, find me a few hacking partners and I can take down all of Europe's servers. We can monopolize online equipment trading and make a fortune every year."

  Phil clapped a hand over his mouth, his beady eyes glinting at Chekhov as he growled in a low tone: "Shut up, Chekhov. You're only lovable when you're playing with computers and counting money. Now, you're more disgusting than the whores on the street. Don't bother the boss anymore. One piece of equipment sells for 5,000 pounds, how many pieces do we need to sell in a year to make a profit of one billion pounds? You're really an idiot."

  Chekhov pondered for a long time, shook off Gol's hand and complained: "You don't want to do this business, I'll do it myself. Anyway, the network administrator here is too weak and can't control me." Chekhov was ecstatic: "I am now the dark king of all Europe's Diablo. I am the king of sin, the omnipotent master."

  Everyone closed their ears, too lazy to listen to the self-important performance of this internet parasite. Yi Chen walked towards the door and said: "Let's go, we need to check on the venue every day, after all it's our business. And that smelting company shouldn't be abandoned either, being able to earn some money is better than nothing, money will never be too much."

  The door opened and Phil walked in, saying seriously: "Boss, big trouble has come. A special representative of the Angetti family has arrived in London, demanding an investigation into how their last representative and a group of elite family members died. Even the entire Italian family sent us a message, asking our London gang to give them an explanation, whether it was us who secretly killed their people."

  Yi Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, the jade pendant in his hand spinning rapidly for a few rounds, before he spoke indifferently: "What are the opinions of the other bosses?"

  Phil said, "The other bosses want you to go to Wiggins' headquarters right now and discuss a strategy. What they mean is: it's not that they're afraid of the Italian families ganging up on us, but rather that if things get out of hand and Scotland Yard gets involved, then we'll be in trouble."

  Yi Chen nodded slightly and sat back on the sofa, thinking for a moment before speaking up, "If Scotland Yard intervenes in the end, the Italians can just walk away, but we'll be in trouble. Ah, Gol, don't follow me to Wiggins' place later, you go prepare some cash to give to those police chiefs in London, and make some connections with them. Give them a subtle signal that we don't want to get entangled in these gang vendettas. Of course, on the surface, just say that Sir Yi Chen is donating money for the sake of London's public security, so those tabloid reporters won't grab onto our tails."

  Chekhov hastily hugged the approximately 500,000 cash in front of him and said viciously: "Boss, I haven't counted this money clearly yet. Tell Gol to go to the bank to withdraw it. This money won't be used until I've had enough." Gol was stunned, Yidun shrugged his shoulders, letting Chekhov go, and instructed Gol: "This little money is not enough for those people to swallow in one mouth. Estimate how much you need to withdraw a little. Find two blonde girls from the scene to follow along, their deputy director likes this kind of thing."

  After Yi Chen and others left, his face gradually sank, and he ordered Kain to say: "Mr. Kain, you bring your subordinates, prepare everything that needs to be prepared. Those Kevlar bulletproof vests, if needed, you can equip them on your body now. You need to make all preparations, when I need you, you must be ready to move at any time."

  Cain's cool face hung with a few sly smiles, slightly standing at attention and bowing, walked out in big strides. The room outside immediately echoed with chaotic footsteps. By the time Yichen led Phil and Fili out the door, the group of German giants gathered outside playing table tennis had all disappeared.

  Phil drove, with Easy beside him in the passenger seat and Phil sat in the backseat. The three of them headed to a polo field outside London. Wiggins was a kindly old man who ran a farm and lived a peaceful life, but behind his back he was the head of the largest and most ruthless gang in London's West End. His horses were also obtained through various illegal means, and just breeding them brought him a fortune every year.

  "While driving, Phil said: "This time it's the second son of the Angetti family, 39 years old, just at the age where he's ambitious and wants to make a name for himself. He's got a roving eye for women, likes to show off, and has a bit of an arrogant streak, but he's not all talk - he's got a ruthless streak too." After a pause, Phil added: "Apparently he and his older brother, the first son of the Angetti family, don't get along. They're both secretly allying with other families to gain power for themselves, who knows if it's true or not.""

  "Anyway, this time we'll try to stay out of it. You guys don't say anything, I'll handle all the talking, OK? Try to avoid offending both sides, after all, harmony brings wealth. Of course, if the Italian family doesn't know reason and threatens us even slightly, we'll direct them to go bother the Dark Council instead. I really want to see what happens when the world's most powerful mafia and the oldest dark force clash."

  Fiona was a bit stunned: "Boss, since you've made up your mind, why are you still having Cain and the others prepare?"

  He glanced at her coldly and said, "The Italians can let those werewolves, vampires, and black magicians deal with it, but I want Cain to deal with our current friends. Since the Italians have joined in, the Scottish Yard will think that all the blood cases are their doing, and we won't take advantage of this opportunity to expand our territory? However, we don't need to rush for territory, we just need to get rid of those bosses and their trusted subordinates, and after things are over, the territory will naturally be ours."

  Fēi lì's heartfelt nod, her eyes revealing boundless affection. Yì chén felt a slight flush, wasn't this just using the simplest method to muddle through? On the mountain, there was no other entertainment, and the latest books they could get were three-hundred-year-old woodblock editions. So Yì chén had some research on ancient Chinese strategies, although not very profound, it was enough to fool the devils.

  In Wiggins' estate, hundreds of people gathered, men were dressed up and women had fragrant hair. Although there are only seven or eight big bosses in London now, Wiggins is more particular about his reputation, requiring each boss to bring a few more people every time they go to his gathering, which has resulted in the current scene.

  Under the leadership of a neatly dressed housekeeper, Yi Chen hugged Fei Li and walked into the lawn gathering, with Phil cautiously following two meters behind Yi Chen. After Yi Chen first subdued the Phil brothers, who were known as kings in the underground boxing world, he directly told them: "From now on, the safety of my back direction is handed over to you. I believe that you will not disappoint me." Since Yi Chen said those words, Phil and Goll have never left Yi Chen's side within three meters, no matter what situation they were in. They indeed did not disappoint Yi Chen.

  His bald head gleaming, dressed in a crisp Pierre Cardin suit, but wearing a pair of high-top rubber boots, Wiggins walked over with a glass of whiskey, handed the cup to his servant, and warmly hugged Yidun, laughing and saying: "Oh, our most lively Chinese young man has arrived." Lowering his voice, he deliberately said: "China Easy, this time we have to rely on you, I'm old, I'm not good enough."

  Yi Chen silently cursed in his heart, "Damn it, you're old and your sexual function isn't working either, are you? Then why do you still want to keep two supermodels?" But of course, he couldn't say that out loud. Yi Chen enthusiastically shook Wiggins' hand and said, "It's my honor, sir. First of all, congratulations to you, your silver horse has earned a lot for you again, you must treat us to a meal."

  Wiggins laughed with his eyes narrowed, nodding repeatedly and saying: "Har is a good young man, Har is a good young man, he's my pride. Come on, come on, let's have a drink first, I've prepared an exceptionally wonderful polo match, we can discuss it slowly. The Italian guests won't wait." The several bosses who had gathered around him burst out laughing, and seeing their smiles, the beautiful girls in their arms also laughed one after another. Suddenly, Phil, with her silver hair and cold face, snatched away their beauty, making the girls feel sour in their hearts.

  Wiggins cast a slightly envious glance at Ferri, but he was deeply aware of the horror of Yichun and didn't dare to show any disrespect. He invited everyone to sit inside the canopy by the grassland edge, where the polo players from both sides had already begun to enter.

  Wiggins glanced at Yichun with a nonchalant look, and said with a smile: "Now it's your young people's turn to conquer the world. What do you think? How should we handle the Italian's request?"

  Yi Chen stroked the thigh of Feili sitting beside him, pretending not to hear Wiggins' words, took a sip of the red wine handed over by Feili, and silently focused on watching polo which he was not interested in.

  Fickett, a tall and robust man with a slightly paunchy build, who controlled the East London underground narcotics trade, said viciously: "They want us to confess whether we partnered up to take out those people last time. Judging by their attitude, they're dead certain it was us. And if they just wanted to investigate, why bring so many people? Damn it, in my opinion, let's mobilize all our men tonight and blow up the hotel where they're staying."

  Yi Chen remained expressionless and continued drinking and fondling the beautiful woman, without expressing any opinion.

  The other bosses started arguing, some agreeing with Fikret to get rid of the Italians and weaken their power, while a more mature faction suggested negotiating with the Italians to resolve the issue without hurting each other's feelings.

  After quarreling for half a day, the first half of the polo match had already ended. Only then did Yi Chen put down his wine cup and gently clapped his hands, saying: "Everyone, please pay attention. This is Mr. Wiggins' place, he's the host, we should listen to the host's opinion. Especially since he's our elder, shouldn't we show some respect for him?"

  Wiggins' eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he coughed and said to the sullenly silent bosses, "Actually, it's easy to explain things to the Italians. No matter how strong they are, they wouldn't dare turn against us in London, would they? Why must we make such a formidable enemy for ourselves in Europe? The only question is..." He glanced around at the bosses and said in a low voice, "What do you think we should use to explain things to them?"

  Yi Chen knew it was his turn to speak up, after all, he was the boss of one side. If he remained silent, it would be too pretentious. He nodded and said: "I have some friends in Scotland Yard and know a bit about the inside story. It's said that the scene was very strange, those experienced police officers and forensic doctors were all mentally unstable and took turns resting for seventeen days. May I ask, we only knew that Da Gou Xiong and An Qi Tie Jia's representative went to hunt down the guy who attacked Da Gou Xiong's underling, but why did such a thing happen?"

  "Strange," muttered Fichte, "that Scotland Yard is so desperately trying to conceal something. What's the trouble?"

  Wilkins smiled complacently, nodded to an underling who handed him a large envelope. He pulled out a stack of photos and said: "I have some connections with their high-level people, oh, they're all gentlemen, they like horse racing, so I've got some friendships with them, it's an open secret, haha. These photos were taken from their A-class files."

  The photos were passed around among the bosses, and Yi Chen's expression remained unchanged, but a few of the bosses had slightly pale complexions. Chax, who ruled over the western part of London with his yellow culture, sneered: "Damn it, these... can they even be considered corpses? They're all..."

  "Wiggins said gloomily: 'Twelve top-grade gunners of the Ancheti family were drained of their blood and died.'"

  A chill ran up from the soles of everyone's feet, and their whole body shuddered. Although it was sunny, the awning suddenly became eerie and ghostly.

  Yi Chen nodded and said, "I understand. If they were killed by a stray bullet, we can help them investigate who did it. But the situation is so bizarre that they probably won't believe us and will think we fabricated the photos to deceive them. Once the negotiations break down, our London underworld may have to confront the entire Italian family's power."

  "Damn it, what to do? Let's still follow my plan. While they're not paying attention, let's take out the people they've brought this time. It'll be easier than dealing with them later when they turn against us."

  Wilkins' eagle-like eyes stared at Yicun: "Yi China, what's your take on this? Shouldn't you have played a bigger role in this matter?"

  The polo match has ended, and Yi Chen and others have stood up one after another. After applauding, they walked onto the lawn and carefully restored the turf that had been trampled by the horses' hooves and mallets. Using his toes to gently lift a piece of turf, he let it flip over in mid-air and fall into a hole in the ground. Yi Chen said lightly, "It was I who told them about the person who attacked the big dog bear, so I admit that I should take some responsibility. However, I had no malicious intent."

  "Wiggins spoke rapidly: 'Then you should tell us the details, where did you get the relevant information from, what exactly is it? A mutant killer or something? Give us a statement and we can give one to the Italians.'"

  Yi Chen Meng's face changed, and he said coldly: "Wiggins, do you think I owe you an explanation?"

  Wiggins was startled by Yi Chen's sudden killing intent and took a step back, realizing that he had indeed spoken out of turn. He hastily explained, "No, it's just that you'd better tell us the detailed situation, so we can discuss it with the Italians."

  "Must I not speak to them, need you come forward? Or do you think I am not qualified as one of the bosses of London City? If that's what you mean, then I'll tell you everything about that day and leave immediately. You can talk to the Italians in whatever way you want, I won't care about this mess anymore."

  The slight, crafty-looking Chucks stepped forward: "China Easy, we don't mean anything else. However, just as you yourself said, you should give us a detailed explanation. Mr. Wiggins is our good friend, he didn't intentionally offend you, did he? Mr. Wiggins." His words also had another meaning, that was: "Damn Wiggins, I'm getting you out of this, now see what you're going to use to repay me."

  "Wiggins said with a sly smile: 'Yes, that's right. Dear Chinese Yi, as long as you tell us clearly about the situation that day, we can negotiate with the Italians, and we don't have any intention of excluding you.'"

  Yi Chen smiled and recounted the situation in a seemingly true yet false manner: "That day, when my subordinates were interrogating a group of small-time hooligans, one of them suddenly said he knew who we were looking for. So..." Yi Chen continued speaking until he mentioned telling Da Gou Xiong about the information. Moreover, that night, Yi Chen had sufficient evidence to prove that he and his direct subordinates were all at home fooling around and didn't have the opportunity to go out and kill Da Gou Xiong. Furthermore, in terms of strength, Yi Chen's power at that time was not enough to take down Da Gou Xiong and the combined forces of the An Qi Tie family representatives.

  So, no one doubted what Yichen said, but they were thinking hard about who the big dog bear would meet to lead to such a cruel death. Wiggins muttered: "The second son of the Ancheti family gave us three days to respond, damn it, what should we do."

  As soon as the words fell, the manor outside had already started to make a noise, and several muffled gunshots with silencers came. Yi Chen's face changed, and he quickly put the jade pendant into his own chest pocket, pulled out a pistol, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, they're here."

  Except for Faye, the group of swallows scattered and escaped, hiding under the awning in the back, crouching under the table. Phil somberly pulled out two large black Desert Eagle military pistols from his suit pocket, revealing a sly smile. Faye, on the other hand, flipped her palm over, and a small revolver had already appeared in her palm.

  The other bosses who were handy with their hands also pulled out their own weapons, and the more than 40 subordinates they brought with them also pulled out their personal firearms, staring fiercely at the only small path leading to the lawn entrance.

  A handsome middle-aged man brought in a dozen or so black-clad gunmen, slowly walking into the small woods near the lawn, where many people appeared vaguely.

  "Wiggins said in a low voice: 'Don't worry, my men will be here soon.'"

  "Damn it, this is your estate and they just barge in. Your men should be here any minute now, you bastards." However, Yi Chen still took a step to the left, putting Wiggins behind him, who nodded his head in gratitude and whispered, "Thanks."

  The middle-aged man smiled slightly and bowed, saying: "Good afternoon, everyone. I am the second son of the Angetti family. You can call me Fabio. My intention, you should all be clear about it?"

  Chax said gloomily: "Didn't you give us three days? Why are you here now?"

  Fabio smiled and replied politely, "That's right, but since all the bosses of London have gathered together, shouldn't we take advantage of this opportunity? We can clarify things now, why waste time? Time is precious, and those who waste it are shameful." His eyes lit up, and he seemed to have seen a jade carving, Phryne, and his face suddenly took on a strange expression.

  All around came the sound of commotion and the noise of weapons clashing.

  Yi Chen said loudly, "Why don't we just sit down and negotiate peacefully? Any casualties would be undesirable for both of us, wouldn't they, Mr. Fabio? If you lose too many men, it won't do you any good either."

  Fabio thought for a moment, and in that brief moment, three of his subordinates had already been shot dead. He furrowed his brow, seemingly not expecting Wiggin's estate to have such great power, and reluctantly nodded in agreement.

  Both sides sat back in the gazebo, this time with clear camps. The over 100 people brought by Fabio dispersed to guard his rear, while on this side, Wiggins' more than 200 riflemen and servants stood behind him with angry faces, plus the hands of other bosses, London had an absolute advantage, but Fabio didn't bring all the people.

  Yi Chen seemed to understand a bit, that old Wiggins probably put all his heavy troops next to his own stable, so he let Fabio lead the way. Yi Chen cursed in a low voice: "It's really stupid, Fabio is also an idiot, with just this many people, they think they can threaten all the bosses of London?" His words were heard by several bosses, who nodded in agreement, but didn't know that Yi Chen had even scolded Wiggins.

  "Wiggins said coldly: 'Fabio, I hope none of my subordinates are seriously injured. Otherwise, there's nothing to talk about.'"

  "Rest assured," Fabio sneered, "we only shot a few servants in the legs when we came in. What, can you represent all of London?"

  Wiggins looked back, including Yichun, all the bosses nodded in support of Wiggins. After all, if they were in the same London and let the Italians come in and mess around, they wouldn't be able to mix again in the future.

  Fabio said with a somewhat gloomy tone, "Alright, let's be honest. Either you hand over the killer who took out my father's senior assistant Fati, or you tell us who did it and we'll go after them ourselves."

  Wiggins furrowed his brow, and just now they hadn't even discussed it yet, how could Fabio possibly believe? Although the Angetti family's men were already in their hands, behind them was the backing of the entire Italian Mafia alliance. Just one London city couldn't afford to bear the consequences of going all out against them.

  Yi Chen handed over the stack of photos next to him, without consulting with other bosses, and directly threw it at Fabio, saying coldly: "We don't know how to explain. If you want to know the truth, then please analyze it yourself. I think that as a noble from an ancient Italian family, you won't just turn against us without any reason, will you?"

  Fabio didn't look at the photo, but stared at Yichen for half a day, and said in a low voice: "Chinese? Strange." He raised his voice: "So, please ask this gentleman from ancient China to give me an explanation about this matter?"

  Yi Chen licked his lips, took out the white jade pendant, and gently stroked it, saying in a low voice: "So, I'll explain again." Yi Chen repeated the story that had been mixed with water. In fact, except for the non-existent little rascal, everything else was true. The location of Ouf's hiding place was discovered by Jester and Cain, and they told Yi Chen.

  Fabio listened to Yichen's words and was stunned for a moment before starting to flip through those photos.

  After a while, Fabio's lips were slightly dry and asked: "Please give me some red wine." Wiggins gestured to a servant to send over an unopened bottle of red wine, which was opened by someone behind Fabio.

  Fabio said gloomily, "So that's how it is." He suddenly burst into a nervous laugh: "You all said you'd consider it for a long time before giving us an answer. Was it because of this? Because these are too hard to believe?"

  Yi Chen nodded and said, "That's right. If I were you, I would also suspect that we killed the big bear for territorial disputes and accidentally injured your representative. The things found at the scene are indeed hard to believe, and we can't explain them. Now, we're having a meeting to discuss how to settle this matter with you."

  Fabio nodded, carefully picked up the stack of photos and put them in his suit pocket, lightly tapping on the table: "The matter with Fati is settled like this. I believe every word you said, our family doesn't want to make a big fuss either. So let's talk about something else. Who took over Big Dog Bear's territory?"

  Yi Chen stood up, slightly bowing to Fabio and said: "Unfortunately, I have accepted this position. I am very sorry for what happened to Mr. Fati. If there is anything I can do for him, I will not hesitate." After being in Europe for several years, Yi Chen had also gradually learned the hypocritical and complicated etiquette of Europeans.

  Fabio looked at Yichun with some surprise, he had thought that the person who took over the territory of the big dog bear must be a powerful boss in London, but unexpectedly it was Yichun, an outsider. Hmm, Fabio started to turn his brain: "So, that is to say, this Chinese has strength beyond our imagination, otherwise, how could he stand firm in London?"

  He smiled: "So, it's you. The agreement that our Ancheti family and your Mr. Orso have reached, we want to continue to fulfill it. Not just our family, but the whole Italian family wants to fulfill this agreement."

  All the bosses changed color, and Wiggins stuttered: "What kind of agreement is so important? It's just a $1.5 billion drug deal, does it need to be so solemn? Any one of our bosses can complete this agreement."

  Fabio glanced at the people behind him, thought for a moment, and waved his hand: "You go back to the hotel and wait for me. Without my order, it is strictly forbidden to go out." The gunmen behind him quickly lined up and walked out, leaving only three assistants standing tightly behind him.

  Wiggins waved his hand, and all the servants and gunmen walked out. The other bosses also nodded, except for one or two secretary-type people closest to them, everyone else kept a safe distance away.

  Fabio looked at Feri in surprise, not leaving the scene, and thought to himself with a bit of jealousy: "Damn, whose confidant is this? Hmm? This Chinese guy? Damn it, such a beautiful woman."

  He took a sip of red wine, moistened his throat and said: "So, let's get started. The Asian source is no longer available, we now mainly rely on the Silver Crescent source, the US government is strongly burning opium fields in Afghanistan, the source is tense. So we want to cooperate closely with our British counterparts, Big Dog Bear is our chosen candidate, unfortunately, he died."

  Yi Chen laughed strangely: "The British government has not yet extricated itself from the Iraqi quagmire, and now it's preparing to send troops to Afghanistan? Can't the US government control the situation either?"

  Everyone stared at Yichun in shock, and Yichun said lightly: "If it weren't for the British preparing to send a large number of troops to Afghanistan and being able to control part of the local land, why would Italian friends come to us to cooperate and buy off military officials to allow poppy cultivation on their land? Don't forget that in the past two years, most of the guerrilla forces in Afghanistan have disappeared, and farmers can't cultivate poppies under the pressure of American troops."

  Fabio's eyes widened in surprise, and Yichen continued to shock them by saying: "In other words, the US military is preparing to abandon Afghanistan and withdraw its forces to strike at the Iraqi resistance movement with all its might, so it's the turn of the British government's troops to go to Afghanistan?"

  Fabio's thunderous applause was accompanied by heartfelt praise: "Great Chinese sage, may I know your name?"

  Yi Chen, the famous actor of the opera "The Phantom of the Opera", bowed slightly with a hint of pride and said: "My name is Yi Chen. You can call me by my nickname, Chinese Yi."

  Fabio nodded: "So, Mr. Yi from China, are you or your company willing to cooperate with us? As for the distribution of interests, we can discuss it in detail."

  All the bosses looked at each other, and it was indeed the Italian who had the audacity to put his mind on the army.

  While other bosses were still considering, Yi Chen had already smiled irresponsibly: "High-ranking officials in the French Ministry of Defense can also receive high fees for selling arms, why can't we? As long as there's money to be made, what's the point of considering so much about heavenly principles and human ethics? Or should I say, are you gentlemen afraid of trouble and death?"

  Several bosses shouted: "Who is afraid? We just want to find a suitable plan."

  Yi Chen smiled and leaned back in his chair, exchanging a strange glance with Fabio. In their mutual appreciation, they both discovered that the other was someone they could work with. Yi Chen was impressed by Fabio's reckless impulsiveness which he could utilize, while Fabio was astonished by Yi Chen's genius in criminal behavior.

  After the grand banquet, Phil drove towards Chinatown with a drunken face. Yichen hugged Feili in the back seat and said: "Things are just that simple, as long as there are benefits, all hatred will be put aside, and all bad relationships will be put aside."

  Fei Li kept twisting on Yi Chen's body and asked in a soft voice: "How could that Fabio believe such an absurd way of death?"

  "He said his family has been in Rome for hundreds of years, and indeed it's an old noble family. They're familiar with the Vatican, having seen some strange things. So after seeing those photos, he immediately cancelled the plan to avenge Fati and continued with the agreement instead. Well, this time's plan is great, we'll just provide them with a channel for transferring goods, and they'll take care of bribing officials who might lose their heads. We can make money too, isn't that great?"

  Fei Li nodded dazedly, and Yi Chen, who was also a bit drunk, boasted: "Making money, although it's risky to seek wealth, but if I can make money without taking risks, of course, I'd be more happy. That idiot Wiggins, he volunteered to bribe those officials, so let him be the scapegoat, what does it have to do with us?"

  Fiona murmured a few times and fell fast asleep.