Chapter 449 Riot

When I jumped off the iron boat, the huge sunset in the distance was gradually blending into the molten gold sea level.

White sails gradually returned to the sparkling blue sea nearby.

Cheng Zhiyuan held his suit jacket in one hand, unbuttoned two buttons of his tie, and slightly ruffled his midnight-black hair.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he instantly transformed from an oppressive superior into a handsome young playboy.

Following behind him was Yan Qi, who had changed into a white shirt, black vest, and handmade leather shoes.

The two of them said nothing as they slowly walked onto this island that was as beautiful as a pearl, yet as dirty and chaotic as hell.

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Shen Pianxian took a big bite of pizza.

The sweet and sticky cheese and blueberries mixed together to form a mouth-watering thread, which was then torn apart by the girl with her mouth puffed out.

She let out a soft sigh.

“It turns out that delicious food is the most unforgettable thing.”

Outside the pizza shop, Rome's street lights are gradually lighting up.

The irregular lines of the castle-like building appear magnificent in the light. There is probably a Catholic church not far away, and the choir's singing can be heard from afar.

Just as Shen Pianpian finished a large pizza and was about to pick out a box of yogurt, a pink figure flashed under the distant street light.

Shen Pianpian was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

By the time Yan Yi brought the food and turned around, the girl had disappeared.

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Sicily West

The riots were very sudden and chaotic.

It was a terrifying attack hidden in the dark night, silent and from a group of complete strangers.

The door was opened silently by the inside personnel, and was blocked again after all the invaders entered.

Then, the third largest family in Sicily suffered the most brutal attack in history.

Yes, it's insane.

Because it was not until the innermost line of defense was breached and Mr. Moriti was pulled out of the beauty's bed by the bodyguard and tried to escape quickly that the alarm of the family base sounded shrilly.

The tongues of fire formed at the muzzles due to the excessive density of the guns were finally revealed under the light.

The buzzer didn't sound for long, because the next second the attacker smashed the main switch of the alarm with the butt of a gun.

Mr. Moriti, with gray hair, sat in the main seat in the hall wearing a loose silk robe. The collar of the robe revealed his pale muscle lines. Those once youthful muscles had become loose and without any lethality due to years of indulgence in beauty and drugs.

Only those blue eyes had become more gloomy and cruel after years of precipitation.

His thirty-year-old son was now huddled beside him, trembling with fear, with a bright red lip mark still remaining on his white skin.

"Father, father, father...Father, who on earth could this be..."

Only God knows!

Mr. Moriti cursed in his heart, perhaps Koster finally couldn't suppress his ambition and wanted to swallow up all three major families, or perhaps my idiot brother finally persuaded Wozo to help him grab the position!

The battle was over before he even noticed it.

The invaders' equipment was very high-end, and their superior firearms combined with their extremely high combat qualities made my family base so vulnerable.

Thinking of this, Mr. Moriti couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and a trace of resentful fear slowly overflowed.

At this level, could it be that those damn detectives are coming to cause trouble for me?

However, before he could make any further guesses, the invader appeared in front of him.

He was a very handsome young Asian man.