Deception

  With a soft 'ding', the white piece fell, completely killing off Sakura's large dragon. Sakura smiled bitterly and shook his head in defeat, tossing the dozen or so black pieces onto the board. Watching from the side, Takakura said with an admiring tone: "Mr. Yi's chess skills are truly astonishing. Young Master Sakura is also a skilled player within our organization... I didn't expect..."

  Sakura shook her head: "I didn't think I wouldn't have any chance of turning the tables, and yet I lost seven games in a row so easily."

  Yi Chen smiled humbly: "My chess skills are nothing, I know a few old guys who can play with me like a child. Their chess skills, that's truly top-notch." Yi Chen wasn't lying, the Tian Xing Sect and Yu Jian Sect had several old guys who spent their days carrying chessboards and challenging people to games, already making others from different sects avoid them at all costs. Yi Chen was trained by these old guys after all. As for their chess skills, these old guys weren't fools, each having played hundreds of years of chess, with a huge collection of strange and unusual chess strategies in their minds. It's simply impossible for ordinary people to win against them.

  Sakura smiled: "Huh, we've been playing for two days and two nights already. I didn't expect Mr. Yi to have such good stamina, he doesn't look tired at all... How about we play the eighth round?"

  Yi Chen stretched his body, twisted his neck and shook his head, saying: "This is not good, my spirit can only last for two more days. Sakura, are you interested in going with me to watch a great play? Hmm? A very grand and bloody good play... Ah ha, maybe we can learn some lessons from it, of course, for some reason, we need to sneak past quietly."

  Sakura smiled: "Of course, we can't just wait stupidly for the new cabinet to take office, it's too foolish. Let's find something to do instead... Takakura, when I'm not around, everything is in your hands. Take care of things properly, got it? Don't let me down."

  Kao's and Sakura's eyes both flashed with a hint of murderous intent, Yichun secretly delighted in the sight. It seemed that these Japanese ninjas had come to avenge the losses suffered by the Yamaguchi-gumi last time. China's cultivators probably didn't dare to make a move, nor did they have any way to do so. In that case, they could only cause trouble for the Vatican. Who knows whether they would go and destroy all of England's churches, big and small? What a grand spectacle it would be! Unfortunately, he wouldn't get to see it himself... This kind of muddy water was better left untrod.

  "Mr. Phil, would you mind booking a few tickets to Rome? Yes, we're going to Rome to see the excitement, aren't we? You also want to see that magnificent cloud, don't you? Oh, the black cloud floating above the Apennines, what kind of storm will it bring soon? Our little friend still doesn't know if he can survive in it."

  Phil quickly stood up and asked respectfully: "Boss, do you need me to bring more people over?"

  Yi Chen nodded: "Bring ten of the best people over, plus Jester and your brother, plus Mr. Sakura and..."

  Sakura smiled faintly: "Me? I'll be fine with just four attendants, maybe they can help out." In her heart, Sakura muttered to herself. It seemed that 'Killing Moon' couldn't openly board the plane, so she had no choice but to merge it into her own body. But honestly, she really disliked this feeling of having something extra inside her body.

  Yi Chen also stood up, smiling and saying: "Xing, sorry about that. The total for the seven rounds is $70, we can settle it later, no rush today. Hmm, it's 8:10 now, how about you come find me at noon? Bring your entourage along, we'll go to Rome together, maybe we can find a movie theater and revisit "Roman Holiday". See you later, Xing."

  Sakura saw off the guest and watched as Phil drove away. Only then did she whisper, "Roman Holiday? What the heck is that? Koware, have you ever heard of it?"

  Koura shook his head uninterested: "In Fuji-san, there aren't such strange things. Sakura-kun, storming all the big churches, is it?"

  Sakura nodded slightly, and a hint of sinister energy shot out from her eyes: "Chinese cultivators, we can't deal with them, so it's better to get some benefits from the Vatican's running dogs. Tell everyone, strike first and don't give them a chance to launch an attack. Western priests, if given time to condense their holy power, will become very formidable enemies, understand?"

  Gao Cang nodded and hummed. Sakura smiled faintly, reverting to her harmless and obedient demeanor, saying in a low voice: "Yi wants me to go sightseeing, I'm really looking forward to it, wonder what magnificent scenery is waiting for me."

  Kouran said in a cold tone: "It's nothing more than taking down some big shots, Sakura. I think they won't be helping the Roman local government with social welfare projects."

  Sakura burst out laughing: "Koura, known as the coldest in the Five Elements Alliance, you're actually telling jokes now? That's progress, isn't it? Yeah, laugh more, it's good for you. A bright mood makes your spirit lively, and a lively spirit makes your swordsmanship as unpredictable as wind and water."

  Sakura started walking towards the inner courtyard, and Koura slightly furrowed his brow: "Sakura, I don't think it's your turn to lecture me yet? Although the elders have ordered me to obey you, but after all, I am a person of the Five Elements Alliance, while you are a person of 'Lin'... Why should I follow everything you say? Idiot."

  A large Airbus landed gently on the runway, and Sakura suddenly said in her seat: "I don't have any good feelings towards Italians, really, Yi."

  Yi Chen raised an eyebrow: "Oh, why?"

  "They're too effeminate, too lazy. The damned romantic life they idealize will only turn the nation into cowards. Look at their Italian army - it's never won a victory, and in war it even drags its allies down."

  " Italy? Oh... I think so, during World War II you guys were still crappy allies with them..."

  Yi Chen smiled and said, "You can't say that. At the very least, Italy is now able to produce the world's best sports cars, and their team always wins championships." Sakura suddenly shut her mouth, what could she do? Their Japanese Toyota team spent money year after year, but couldn't get any points, from this perspective, it seemed like Sakura had no reason to speak ill of Italy.

  A group of people slowly got off the plane, and the four special ninjas intentionally or unintentionally surrounded Sakura in the middle, it seemed that this had already become their instinctive action. As for Yichun, he was taking big strides forward, his clothes fluttering, smiling and sizing up the surroundings. In comparison, Sakura looked like a little baby still in kindergarten, Sakura's face scrunched up in extreme dissatisfaction, her feet exerted force, and she blew out like the wind, the four special ninjas were unprepared, and in an instant they were overtaken by Sakura who rushed to the front.

  Yi Chen didn't take Sakura to the hotel, but instead rented a few cars and drove them around Rome's streets for a while before stopping in an alley.

  Yi Chen got out of the car, while Phil and the others blocked the entrance to the alley. Sakura looked curiously at this dirty and smelly alley, with an inexplicable stench in the air, and frowned, shaking his head, he stayed in the car, not wanting his white socks to get wet from the water on the ground. Yi Chen, however, seemed to ignore his concerns, smiling and calling out to him: "Sakura, come take a look, there's something really good here."

  Sakura got off the car cautiously, his high wooden clogs lifted and put down lightly, afraid of getting anything on them. In front of Yi Chen, he didn't want to appear too weak after all. Yi Chen was a Chinese person he looked down on. How could Sakura be weaker than a Chinese person?

  Yi Chen kicked the door open with a few swift kicks, and the black wooden door inside the dark doorway almost flew out. Immediately, a head of yellow-red hair, like dry grass, poked out from the gap in the door, and the ugly face was furious, but as soon as he saw Yi Chen, his expression changed, and he quickly opened the large door, bowing and welcoming Yi Chen and his group inside.

  Behind the door was a small courtyard, where water continued to drip down from the wall above the sky well. A few careless drops of water even dripped onto Sakura's shoulder. Sakura's goosebumps almost burst out, seeing that Yichun and the others didn't notice her, she made a slight movement in her heart, and several strands of fine sword energy shot out, turning those water droplets into light smoke in mid-air...

  That ugly big head in the front led the way, smiling and saying: "Chinese boss, you're here again? Ah, don't worry, the goods I have here are definitely the best, just like our Italian sports cars."

  They finally arrived at a dimly lit room, and the big guy turned on the light, revealing the corners of the large room with boxes scattered all over. Yi Chen walked up, flipped open a box, pulled out a black Desert Eagle, and put five or six magazines in his pocket. Phil and Goll walked over, each selecting a Desert Eagle, and then an Uzi submachine gun.

  The ten "Black Magic" company's good hands silently rummaged through the boxes for half a day, selecting their desired weapons. One of them even picked up a 45mm caliber mortar, and Yi Chen widened his eyes in surprise. He then reluctantly put it back down. The big guy next to him initially had a joyful expression, but quickly became disheartened.

  "Listen up, we're not here to start a war, just self-defense. Put down that grenade launcher, and from now on, everyone's getting Uzis or M11s, no more weird firearms... What the hell is wrong with you, bringing a six-barreled machine gun? Are we raiding City Hall in Rome? Put it down, damn it!"

  Jester glanced left and right, then casually picked up a few grenades and put them in his pocket. He had no interest in using other weapons.

  Sakura and the four special jounin were stunned, rolling their eyes, wisely choosing not to pick up any weapons, even if they had, they wouldn't have known how to use them. Only the lowest level of ninjas would be trained to use firearms, these high-ranking individuals didn't think that shooting people was an honorable thing to do.

  Yi Chen smiled and said to the big guy, "Quasimodo, please give your boss my regards. Oh, by the way, didn't your boss entrust me with a small matter last time? Just deduct it from the previous bill, okay?"

  The big guy nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it... Are you in Rome for tourism or something else?"

  Yi Chen laughed and handed him a stack of banknotes: "Oh, come take a look at the scenery, it's like this, haha, it's just like this. Italy is a country with beautiful scenery and many beauties, so I came here for vacation."

  The big guy sent Yi Chen and they went out the door, shaking his head and saying: "Now is not a good time for vacation, oh, right, I'll give you a little message, it's said that the Anzetti family is very tense internally, their second son actually publicly turned against their eldest son, old Anzetti got angry, demanding the second son to apologize publicly, otherwise...". He made a throat-slitting gesture.

  "Anchetti family? I have no connection with them, I admire the courage of their second son, but I don't agree with his methods. Rome was built by two brothers, and they are turning against each other, isn't that unwise? Do you agree?"

  The big man nodded, a smile spreading across his ugly face as he said in a low voice: "Well, have fun then, sir..."

  Yi Chen dragged the person onto the car, and on the rough and ugly face of the big guy, a sly expression gradually emerged: "Ah, come to vacation? Heaven, now everyone knows that wherever you go, there's trouble... I need to inform the boss, maybe we need to temporarily close down, huh, the people around you are all good hands, all good hands, tsk tsk..."

  。。。

  Sakura asked Yidun inexplicably on the car: "Quasimodo? What is it?"

  Yi Chen smiled and explained: "Quasimodo is a very famous book, living in the bell tower is an ugly guy. We don't know his original name, but people in the circle think he looks very distinctive, so they directly gave him this name. I haven't read the original work either, but it's said that Quasimodo hooked up with a beautiful girl... Unfortunately, our Quasimodo is really too ugly, at least for now, he's still single."

  Sakura smiled and looked at a police car that had just passed by their convoy, asking Yichen: "May I ask boldly, what did you do for their boss? Is this confidential?"

  Yi Chen hastily shook his head: "No, for my friends, I have no secrets to speak of, except for some personal privacy issues. His boss's goods were embezzled by an agent in London, and he was preparing to flee from London to South America. I helped him find the guy and got all the goods back, and he gave me a 5% commission, which is enough to pay for today's military expenses."

  Sakura Akira didn't ask further and started appreciating the scenery of Rome's streets.

  "Look, isn't it strange? These enforcers of the law are walking around in broad daylight, representing so-called justice and righteousness. Meanwhile, we, who resolutely oppose the law or find loopholes to exploit, are actually more at ease moving about in the sunlight. Black and white, which were originally mutually exclusive, now coexist peacefully."

  Sakura looked at those solemn law enforcers and was momentarily bewildered by Yī Chén, an absurd feeling suddenly rising up within her. The car happened to be passing by the Grand Arena, and Sakura gazed at that towering building, becoming slightly distracted.

  Looking at the arena, Yi Chen chuckled and said: "If we were here, find a little girl in white robes, dress her up as an ancient Greek priestess, and have a clandestine affair with her, it would be a very thrilling experience... Think about it, thousands of years ago, those priestesses who served the gods, with their delicate fingers pointing down, indicating: 'Oh, darling, get rid of that trash at your feet.' And so, the bravest warriors were beheaded, blood splattering everywhere, and these supposedly sacred girls became as depraved as prostitutes."

  "But a warrior's blood should be spilled on the battlefield."

  "But it's absolutely unacceptable to be treated as a plaything and be ordered by a group of women to kill one's opponent."

  "Sakura was taken aback for a moment: 'Of course, what I mean is that a warrior must die in battle with honor, not be killed by others in humiliation.'"

  Yi Chen smiled and said with a chuckle: "The hotel is almost here, I think we should find someone to ask about the situation first, then we need to choose a suitable location to watch that magnificent explosion."

  Sakura couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yi, what was the explosion you mentioned for?"

  "For power and wealth, a son will kill his own father and brother. It's that simple... Of course, the second son also has to steal his brother's lover because she once insulted him, it's that simple. Hmm? Perhaps for us traditional Eastern people, such things are unbearable?"

  Cherry was stunned for half a day: "He wants to kill his own father?"

  "Ah, look at that, he killed his father and now he's a big shot in Rome, a high-society person, with a family business worth hundreds of billions of dollars. Countless beauties and honors will be at his fingertips... It's all worth it, especially since he's just a bastard son. Yes, his mother was a prostitute, and his father occasionally forgot to use protection, resulting in his birth."

  Sakura's face turned white, a ghastly pale color, her beautiful big eyes staring fixedly at a small point outside the car window.

  "He's a bastard, his father acknowledged him but in the family he's a miserable guy, every day running around outside, working hard for the family's benefit. And his brother, that useless guy, has a high position, is prominent in society and even has a movie star girlfriend... He feels it's unfair, so he wants to take back everything for himself, maybe this is the most normal choice for Westerners... Oh God, heavens! Sakura, what's wrong with you? Your face..."

  Sakura's neck creaked as she slowly turned her face, forcing herself to say: "Ah, I think this situation is really unthinkable, great god, they can actually kill their own family members for the sake of power."

  "You're a pure kid, I shouldn't be saying these things in front of you, but the truth is cruel... Sakura, in Europe, there are countless examples of people being imprisoned, exiled, or killed for power. Oh, I remember that Chekhov guy telling me about their Peter the Great, who sent his own sister, the regent queen, to a convent for the sake of the throne. As for the entire history of European royalty, it's all about adultery, incest, betrayal, deception, murder, and treachery... That's just how it is."

  "But they all became big figures in history... Oh, my history is poor, so I can't give you examples one by one, but I think I haven't said anything wrong."

  Sakura changed the subject, and her face also had a hint of blush, smiling and saying: "Mr. Yi, what you said is really astonishing... Did you participate in this plan? Otherwise, why are you so clear about the inside story?"

  "My subordinate, Mr. Cain, is the one who planted the explosives. What can I do? I have to make a living, my subordinates need to live, so we have to take on some dirty and unjust businesses that bring in big bucks. Murder is the quickest way to make money and requires no capital. Hitmen and prostitutes are the oldest and most profitable businesses in the world, after all, it's just selling flesh... I'm just a poor man trying to make a living."

  Sakura felt a surge of absurdity, if Yichen was struggling to make ends meet, then wouldn't more than 99% of the people in London be miserable wretches who couldn't survive? However, Sakura really couldn't think of anything to say to respond to Yichen's nagging.

  Fortunately, the hotel arrived, and Yi Chen almost kicked open the car door, walking out of the car with a big smile. The four greedy-eyed doormen rushed over quickly, smiling and waiting in front of Yi Chen. Yi Chen handed over a banknote, immediately making these doormen's smiles brighten by more than ten times, their facial muscles were squeezed to make a "yin" sound.

  "Mr. Phil, get the luggage up there, then have the rental car taken back by the company people, I think the hotel will provide us with a vehicle. Get in touch with our Superman warrior, I want to ask about the time and place."

  Fei bowed his head in response, and Yi Chen and Sakura led the way into the main hall.

  Sakura was confused by Yichen's unpredictable and cunning behavior, unknowingly carrying a shadow in her heart that she couldn't handle. This was exactly the effect Yichen was after. He not only wanted to poison Sakura psychologically but also turn her into a pawn he could utilize, which would be the ideal outcome. As for whether Sakura ultimately decided to take down Yamaguchi, that would be even better. If Fenglin Huoshan and Wu Xingmeng clashed in a huge fire, Yichen would be delighted to seize the opportunity to reap some benefits.

  Fabio sat gloomily on the armchair, and the only light in the bedroom came from a single night lamp on the bedside table. The room was decorated with extreme luxury, several sofas were scattered almost randomly in the center of the bedroom, facing the garden, the floor-to-ceiling windows were half open, and the wind blew in from outside, causing the white velvet curtains to flutter wildly.

  Fabio's hand gently stroked the hunting knife, his powerful fingers lightly rotating the handle, causing the blade to emit a dazzling glare at various angles. Fabio was an expert with knives, and this was also where he looked down on his brother Baffati, that blood-phobic idiot who couldn't even ride on his own head.

  He was lost in thought about the rows of the past few days with Baffuti and old Ancetti when his bedroom door was kicked open roughly, a tall, fairly good-looking young man stumbled in, drunk, shouting at Fabio: "Fabio, you bastard, what are you doing here? Huh? This is my room, you not only want to take my place, now you're starting to occupy my room too?"

  Fabio said indifferently, "Alright, my dear brother, this is my room... There aren't those things for flirting with women like in your room. Look at the walls, they're all decorated with swords and axes that you would never use."

  Bafati steadied himself, a strange smile spreading across his face: "So, Fabio, get out... I'm using this room today, I've found two chicks and I want to play with them in your room, huh? You don't agree? Huh? And by the way, at the next family meeting, you'll have to publicly apologize to me for offending the dignity of the Angetti family heir. Ah, did you tell Father that you wanted a little position in the family business?" Behind him, two women's voices tittered with laughter.

  Fabio stood up, saying coldly: "That's what I should get, Baffuti. I've done so much for the family, I deserve something."

  "Get out, you bastard born of a cheap woman! Do you know that the family's favor in raising you is already a great grace? What more do you want? You think you can stand with me in the Roman town hall and clink glasses with those big shots? You don't have the qualifications... dear, you don't have the qualifications. You're only fit to go to some place like Afghanistan to collect drugs and then sell them on the European continent to make a profit for the family... to repay the kindness of raising you, got it?"

  Fabio coldly picked up his overcoat and walked out with the hunting knife, Baphomet let out a triumphant laugh, in his heart, he felt that he had once again defeated this arrogant younger brother, it was really too fulfilling, really too exciting, simply about to...

  Fabio bowed slightly towards Baffuti and said respectfully, "Good night to you, my dear brother... You are welcome to use my bedroom, I have no objections. For the disputes of the past few days, I sincerely apologize, sorry."

  Bafati laughed even more wildly and, embracing two girls wearing tight leather miniskirts, rushed into Fabio's room.

  Fabio carelessly put on his coat, his fingers lightly dancing with the hunting knife, and swaggered to the large hall on the first floor. He was no longer prepared to keep that bedroom anyway, after all, the whole family would soon be his own, why bother with some trivial matters? Hmm, taking people to a bar to spend an evening, this is a good choice.

  Lao Anqie stepped out with a majestic appearance from the third floor and called out to Fabio in a low voice: "Stop, where are you going?"

  Fabio assumed a submissive expression, bowed his head and said: "Father, I'm going to go have a drink. Baffuti is in my room with a woman, I don't have anywhere else to go... I think you won't agree to me going to his room."

  Lao An Chetti was taken aback, feeling a bit uneasy. Fabio's attitude tonight seemed to be somewhat different from usual. Although he usually spoke in a very casual tone and never used a serious tone with himself, today he suddenly became so serious, which was not a good thing at all.

  It was already 9:00 in the evening, and the old man, still wearing a full tailcoat, thought for a moment before saying to Fabio, "Tomorrow night, there's a banquet at City Hall. You come with me. I'll introduce you to some friends. Don't be rude, got it?"

  Fabio was slightly stunned, of course he knew there would be a banquet tomorrow, and even the guest list had been obtained by him, but he absolutely wouldn't go with Angetti in the past, come back together, and then die together in an explosion?

  Fabio shook his head: "Sorry, Father, thank you for giving me this opportunity, but my brother reminded me that I'm not a person who can be seen in public. I think it's better for me to just quietly contribute to the family's efforts. Tomorrow night, I have to meet some friends from South America who have good sources of goods, and I think it will be very beneficial to the family's interests." After finishing speaking, he didn't even wait for Old Angetti to say anything and walked out directly.

  The old An Cheti furrowed his brow: "Damn it, you're given face, given opportunities, and you don't cherish them? Bafati is also a bastard, he's at least good at handling things. Can't you look out for your brother and be a bit kinder to him?... Hmm, in two days I'll send someone to check Fabio's accounts and see if he's been up to any tricks.... This kid is getting more and more untrustworthy. His subordinates even refuse to obey orders from other family members, they need to be taught a lesson."

  Yi Chen had just received Phil's report at this time, snapped his fingers and laughed: "We're really here on time, it's actually tomorrow, Sakura, you can see a good show tomorrow... Oh, unfortunately, your people came too few, otherwise we could join forces to turn half of Italy upside down."

  Sakura smiled: "I don't know what Mr. Yi means, if it's assassination, now we have more than 300 people in London, among them more than 50 are good at assassination. Maybe we can join hands."

  "Then, that's even better. Hmm, taking out their top assassin is impossible, but getting rid of some of their mid-level executives and letting them turn on each other... maybe we can take advantage of the situation."

  Sakura frowned: "What's the benefit? What's the good thing about it?"

  Yi Chen smiled: "Maybe there's no direct benefit, but the weakening of Italian family forces is always a good thing for us, isn't it? We can't just focus on so-called practical benefits like banknotes and jewels. We also need to consider the rise and fall of power. As long as we have the opportunity, we should try our best to weaken them. It's always a delightful thing."

  Sakura thought for half a day and nodded: "Alright then, I'll call someone over, but maybe they'll be late by a few days."

  Yi Chen nodded: "Then there's no problem, I also want to see the assassination skills of Japanese ninjas. I don't know if they can sneak into modern technologically protected buildings. If so, our cooperation will increase a lot."

  Sakura is very unhappy about what Yidun said, it seems that he has treated the Sakuragumi as his own personal thugs, is this kind of cooperation okay?

  Night, 11:45 PM.

  Yi Chen and Sakura arrived at a small hill about one kilometer away from the tunnel, they came in the afternoon and set up their tent, preparing for dinner. Of course, the Italian police are not fools, they can't help but notice some foreigners' unusual movements, but if it's just dinner, then that's somewhat of an excuse.

  Yi Chen Xing Zhi's enthusiasm was ignited, and he personally took the initiative to grill a piece of beef to perfection. He then took a bite himself, muttering to himself: "Everyone should do it themselves, the taste is different when you do it yourself."

  Kane and Stronheim brought their subordinates, who had stolen a batch of gendarmerie uniforms from somewhere, forged some gendarmerie certificates, and set up roadblocks on both sides of the highway about 500 meters away from the tunnel entrance. They pretended to inspect passing vehicles, anyway they just controlled the explosion at that time, there shouldn't be too many unlucky people in the tunnel. If someone really got in, then it was an unavoidable thing, so just ask them to go up to the Western Heaven together. However, it is always necessary to minimize civilian casualties as much as possible, otherwise it will offend public anger.

  23:49, Old An Cheti and Ba Fa Ti bid farewell to the big shots at City Hall, walked out of City Hall with a happy heart, this time they have another big project, ready to be taken over by the family company... Old An Cheti drank too much, his nose was red, excitedly shouting loudly: "Let's go, let's go home... Haha, after going home we'll continue drinking... Oh, right, we need to find a few pretty little girls, otherwise it won't be fun."

  A row of eight stretched luxury cars slowly started, Old Anzetti was a very cautious person, wherever he went, the fifty bodyguards around him were always following. The two father and son sat in the fourth car, happily discussing tonight's affairs. Bafati's face was extremely respectful towards Old Anzetti, repeatedly echoing, but in his heart, he thought extremely disrespectfully: "You damn old man, don't give me another brother, otherwise I'll strangle him to death."

  The convoy sped along the highway to the suburban family mansion, already deep into the night. With this road being quite desolate, there were almost no passing vehicles in sight. The sudden stop of the convoy made Old Angetti extremely dissatisfied, muttering: "What's going on? Hmm?"

  One of the bodyguards poked his head out and hastily said: "Boss, it's a gendarmerie inspection."

  Bafati tensed up and asked in a low voice: "That chick from the other day, did you guys clean her up?"

  Old Anschuetz slapped him hard: "Idiot, if it was you who took out that chick, why would they set up a roadblock to catch you? Moron... I don't know what kind of crappy intel these idiot constables got, but they're getting all tense now... Terrorist attack, terrorist attack, Italy is safe."

  As expected, the inspecting gendarme let them pass quickly after hearing that it was Mr. Anzetti and Mr. Baffuti's convoy, while the vehicles behind were intercepted. Anzetti said with satisfaction: "Hm, what is the name of their captain? He knows the rules very well, if he dares to be disrespectful to our family, I will immediately have him guard the coast."

  Sharp-eyed Duo Li saw eight cars entering the tunnel and burst out laughing: "Ready, let's get started."

  Cain and Straton blocked off both ends of the highway with three or four cars returning at night, calculated that Angetti's car speed should have reached the middle section of the tunnel, which is the thickest part of the mountain, Cain gently pressed the detonation button.

  A 300-meter-long tunnel collapsed, and a large amount of dust poured out. Two fireballs with whistling stones and strong airflow rushed out of the tunnel entrance. Kane and others immediately lay on the ground, while several unlucky cars were smashed with shattered glass windows.

  Those terrified drivers looked at each other in confusion, watching as the constables first lay down on the ground and then quickly took off their uniforms and ran away. They had no idea what was happening. These constables were supposed to be handling the scene, why were they running?

  Yi Chen looked into the distance with a look of dissatisfaction, muttering to himself: "Damn it, there was only a flash of red light for a moment. If this were daytime, the sound and visual effects would be even more stunning."

  Sakura stared blankly ahead, muttering to Yichun: "That father and that brother, is it really over for them like this?"

  Yi Chen sneaked a glance at him, saying viciously: "Yes, killing two people is too simple. No matter how strong his personal strength is, in the face of modern weapons, it's all fragile. That illegitimate child, the person who entrusted me, now he can take over the family business, he can directly possess great power, and he doesn't have to look at the faces of those incompetent brothers and elders to do things."

  Yi Chen didn't know what Sakura was thinking, maybe Sakura's position in the family was different from Fabio's.

  But Sakura's heart had a faintly strange idea, that illegitimate child at least got the recognition of the family, and what about herself? Who knew she was the daughter of Yamaguchi Mokichi? Hmm?

  Cain immediately notified Fabio, who was already dressed in his combat gear and let out a cheer as he led his own team of gunmen into action. His target was the loyalists within the family to old Ancheti...

  In Rome City, in every dark corner or those dazzling nightclubs, slaughter is slowly taking place...