With a 'click' sound, Yi Chen's white words fell gently, completely killing a big dragon of Sakura. Sakura smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly and threw more than a dozen black pieces in his hand on the chessboard. Takakura, who was watching the game next to him, said in an admirational tone: "Mr. Yi's chess power is really amazing. Young Master Sakura is also a good chess player in our organization, but he didn't expect..."

Ying shook her head: "I didn't expect that I didn't have any chance to turn the tables, and I easily lost seven consecutive games."

Yi Chen smiled modestly: "My chess power is nothing. I know a few old guys, and they can tease me like a baby. Their chess power is truly top-notch." Yi Chen did not tell lies. There are a few old guys in Tianxing Sect and Yujian Sect who have been holding chess jars all day long, which has made people from other sects avoid it. Yi Chen was trained by them. As for their chess power, these old guys are not fools. They have played chess for hundreds of years, and there are also a lot of weird chess scores in their belly. It is impossible for ordinary people to beat them.

Ying smiled and said, "Hey, we have been working for two days and two nights in a row. I didn't expect that Mr. Yi is so energetic, and I can't tell what's tired... Otherwise, let's go to the eighth game?"

Yi Chen moved his body, twisted his neck, shook his head and said, "This is not good. My spirit is enough to consume for two days. Ying, are you interested in going to see a good show with me? Well? A very grand and bloody show... Ahha, maybe we can learn some lessons from it. Of course, for some reason, we need to go through it secretly."

Sakura smiled: "Of course, it's too stupid to wait for the new cabinet to come to power now. It's better to find something to do... Takakura, when I'm not here, I'll ask you for everything. Get everything done well, do you understand? Don't make mistakes for me."

A trace of murderous aura flashed in Takakura and Sakura's eyes, Yi Chen was secretly happy. It seemed that these Japanese ninjas were revenge for the last time in Yamaguchi's casualties. It was estimated that the Chinese monks would not dare to move and could not move. So they could only cause trouble for the Holy See. I don't know if they would destroy all the churches in Britain. This was a big bust, but unfortunately they couldn't see this kind of muddy water. It would be better not to wading in such a muddy water.

Yi Chen turned around and said to Phil, who was already boring and wanted to sleep: "Mr. Phil, please book a few flights to Rome. Yes, we are going to Rome to see the fun, don't you? You also want to see the spectacular clouds? Oh, what kind of storm will the black clouds floating above the Apennines bring? Our children, don't know if he can survive in it."

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

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

Sakura smiled slightly: "Me? It's enough for me to bring four followers, maybe they can help." Sakura muttered in her heart. It seemed that "Ka Yue" could not openly take the plane, so she had to let him merge with her body, but she really didn't like the feeling of something in her body.

Yi Chen also stood up and said with a smile: "Ying, I'm sorry, the seventh round is 70 US dollars in total. Then we'll settle it slowly. I won't be in a hurry today. Well, it's eight o'clock in the morning, and at noon, you come to see me, okay? Take your entourage and let's go to Rome together. Maybe we can find a cinema and review "Roman Holiday". Goodbye, Ying Ying."

Sakura stood up and saw him off. After watching Phil drive away, Sakura whispered: "Roman Holiday? What the hell, Takakura, have you heard of this?"

Takakura shook his head indifferently: "In Mount Fuji, there are no such strange things. Master Sakura, is it storming all the big churches?"

Ying nodded gently, and a trace of vicious light burst out from her eyes: "We cannot deal with Chinese monks, so it is always OK to get some interest from the vassal leg, right? Tell everyone, go with one blow, don't give them the chance to start. Western priests, if they are given time to condense their holy power, they will be a terrible enemy, do you understand?"

Takakura nodded and yelled. Sakura smiled slightly, returned to her harmless obedient appearance, and whispered: "Yi wants me to visit, I am really looking forward to it. I don't know if there is any spectacular scene waiting for me."

Takakura said in one sentence: "It's just killing some big shots, Master Sakura, I don't think they will help the local government in the Roman society to do social welfare."

Sakura laughed: "Takakura, you, who is known as the coldest in the Five Elements Alliance, can even tell jokes. This is an improvement, do you understand? Well, smile more, it is good for you. Only when you are in a cheerful mood will your mind become lively. Only when your mind is flexible will your swordsmanship be as unpredictable as wind and water."

Sakura walked towards the inner courtyard, and Takakura frowned slightly: "Sakura, it seems that it's not your turn to teach you a lesson, although the elders have ordered me to obey you, but I am a member of the Five Elements Alliance after all, and you are a member of the Lin... Why do I follow your words? Bastard."—

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

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh, why?"

Sakura frowned and said, "They are too frivolous and lazy. The so-called romantic life they advocate will only turn the people into cowards. Look at their Italian army. They have never won a battle, and even dragged their allies back in the war, these incompetent waste."

Yi Chen murmured in his heart: "Italy? Oh... It seems that yes, you were bullshit allies with them during World War II..."

Yi Chen smiled and said, "You can't say that. At least Italy can make the best sports car in the world now, and their teams always win the championship." Sakura shut up suddenly. There is no way. Their Japanese Toyota team spends money every year and can't get any points every year. From this perspective, it seems that Sakura has no reason to say anything to Italy.

The group slowly got off the plane, and the four genitals surrounded Sakura intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that this had become their instinctive action. As for Yi Chen, he strided forward, dancing his clothes and looked around with a smile. In contrast, Sakura was like a baby still in the nursery room. Sakura frowned in dissatisfaction, and blew out like a wind when she exerted force. The four genitals couldn't bear to prepare and were rushed to the front by Sakura.

Instead of taking Ying to the hotel, Yi Chen rented a few cars, drove them around the streets and alleys of Rome for a while, and stopped at an alley.

Yi Chen got out of the car, and Phil and the others pinched the entrance of the alley. Ying looked at the dirty alley curiously. There was an unspeakable stinky alley in the air. She frowned tightly and shook her head. He stayed in the car. He didn't want his snow-white socks to get stuck with the water on the ground. Yi Chen seemed to ignore his slightest eyes and greeted him with a smile: "Ying, come and see, there are very good things here."

Sakura had no choice but to get out of the car carefully, lifting the tall wooden clogs gently, fearing that something would get stuck in. In front of Yi Chen, he didn't want to act too spoiled. After all, Yi Chen was a Chinese who he looked down upon. How could Sakura be weaker than the Chinese?

Yi Chen kicked out a few hard times, and the same black wooden door in the dark door hole was almost kicked out by him. Immediately, a head with yellow hair, like dry grass, penetrated from the crack of the opened door, and his ferocious and ugly face was full of anger. However, when he saw Yi Chen, he immediately changed his face, opened the door quickly, nodded and bowed to welcome Yi Chen and his group in.

Behind the door was a small courtyard, with water constantly dripping from the wall above the patio. A few drops of water that were not long-eyed dripping to Ying's shoulders. Ying's goosebumps almost burst out. Seeing Yi Chen and the others not paying attention to him, their thoughts moved slightly, and a few thin sword energy shot out, turning the water droplets into light smoke in the air...

The ugly big man led the way in front and said with a smile: "Chinese boss, are you here again? Ah, don't worry, the goods here must be the best, just like our Italian sports car."

After twisting and turning to a dark room, the big man turned on the lights and exposed the boxes in the corner of the big room. Yi Chen walked up, flipped through the box, took out a black desert eagle, and then took five or six magazines and placed them on it. Phil and Gore walked over, and each of them chose a sand eagle, and then a Uz submachine gun.

The ten experts from the "Black Demon" company brought him silently flirted in the box for a long time, and chose the weapon he wanted. One of them actually picked up a 45mm caliber mortar. Yi Chen glared at the eyes, and he reluctantly let it go back. The big man next to him was happy at first, and then immediately dimmed.

Yi Chen smiled and said, "We are here this time, just to protect our bodies. There is no need for too heavy guys... Damn it, put the grenade gun down for me. By the way, learn from Mr. Phil, I will give you the unified weapon. All Uz or M11 submachine guns. It is strictly forbidden to use other strange firepower... Damn, you resist a six-barrel machine gun, when we go to attack the Roman city hall? Let it go... Damn it..."

Jester looked left and right, touched a few grenades and put them in his arms, but he was not interested in using other weapons.

Sakura and the four special ninjas were stunned and rolled their eyes. They were very wise to not get any weapons, and they would not use them even if they took them. Only the lowest-level ninjas would be trained to use firearms. These high-level figures do not think that hitting people with guns is a glorious thing.

Yi Chen smiled and said to the big man: "Quasimodo, say hello to your boss for me, oh, by the way, did your boss entrust me to do a little thing last time? He just deducted it from the last bill, huh?"

The big man nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'll do it... Are you here in Rome? Are you traveling or?"

Yi Chen smiled and stuffed him a stack of banknotes: "Oh, come and see the scenery, that's it, haha, that's it. Italy is a beautiful country and there are many beauties, so I came here for vacation."

The big man sent Yi Chen and the others out, shook his head and said, "Now is not a good time for vacation, oh, by the way, I'll give you a little bit of rumors. It is said that the inside of the Ancheti family is very nervous, and their second son actually publicly turned against their eldest son. Old Ancheti got angry and asked the second son to apologize publicly, otherwise..." He gestured to cut his neck.

Yi Chen shrugged: "Anchetti family? I have no friendship with them. I envy their second son's courage, but I don't agree with his approach. Rome was built by two brothers, but they turned against each other. This is an unwise act. Do you agree?"

The big man nodded, smiled on his ugly face, and whispered: "Then, I wish you happiness, sir..."

Yi Chen brought people into the car, and a cunning look gradually surged on the big man's rude and ugly face: "Ah, come here for vacation? Oh my God, now everyone knows that wherever you go, there will be troubles... I want to notify the boss, maybe we need to close the business temporarily, well, everyone around us is good, all good, tsk tsk..."...

Ying asked Yi Chen in confusion in the car: "Quasimodo? What is it?"

Yi Chen smiled and explained: "Qusimodo is an ugly guy living in a very famous book. We don't know the original name of this guy, but people in the circle saw that he looked very unique, so they simply put this name on it. I haven't read the original book, but it is said that Quasimodo has gotten a very beautiful girl... Unfortunately, our Quasimodo is so ugly, at least he is still alone now."

Ying smiled, looked at a police car that passed by their convoy, and asked Yi Chen: "I'd like to ask, what did you do for their boss? Is this a secret?"

Yi Chen shook his head quickly: "No, for my friends, I have no secrets, except for some personal privacy issues. Their boss's payment for goods was swallowed by a London agent and was about to run from London to South America. I helped him find the guy and took all the payment back. He gave me a 5% reward, which was enough to pay for the arms today."

Sakura sagely didn't ask and began to enjoy the street view of Rome.

Yi Chen pointed at the police officers walking on the street, and the military police said, "Look, it's really a strange thing, isn't it? These law enforcement officers, who walk in broad daylight, represent the so-called law and justice. But we, those who firmly fight against the law or take advantage of the law, are more comfortable in the sunshine than them. Black and white were originally incompatible, but now we are in peace."

When Ying heard this, she looked at the law enforcement officers with solemn expressions. She was confused by Yi Chen for a moment, and couldn't help but feel absurd. The car happened to pass by the Grand Arena. Ying looked at the towering building and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Yi Chen looked at the arena and said with a chuckle, "If I find a little girl in white robe here, let her dress up as an ancient Greek priest, and have an affair with her here, it must be a very exciting thing... Think about it, thousands of years ago, those priests in white robe, who served God, bent their thumbs down and signaled: 'Oh, my dear, kill the waste under your feet.' So the bravest warrior was cut off his head and blood splattered. These girls who should have been holy became like prostitutes."

Sakura thought differently: "But the samurai's blood should be thrown on the battlefield."

Yi Chen simply said: "But it shouldn't be used as a toy, and was killed by a group of women who ordered his opponents."

Sakura was stunned for a moment: "Of course, what I mean is that the samurai must die passionately in the battle, rather than be killed in humiliation."

Yi Chen smiled and said with a smile: "The hotel is coming soon. I want to find someone to find out the scenery and see what the situation is. Then, we have to choose a suitable place to watch the brilliant explosion."

Ying couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yi, what exactly are you talking about for the explosion?"

Yi Chen said coldly: "For power and wealth, the son wants to kill his father and brother. It's that simple... Of course, the second son also wants to steal his brother's lover because that lover has insulted him, it's that simple. Well? Maybe for us traditional orientals, this kind of thing is unbearable?"

Ying was stunned for a long time: "He wants to kill his father?"

Yi Chen shrugged: "Oh, look, if he killed his father, he would be a celebrity, a big man, a top class, and a family's tens of billions of dollars of business would belong to him, and countless beauties and honors would also reach his hands... It's worth it, not to mention that he was just an illegitimate child. Yes, his mother was a prostitute, and his father occasionally forgot to use condoms and gave birth to him."

Ying's face turned pale, pale, and her beautiful big eyes stared at a confused dot outside the car window...

Yi Chen said explicitly: "He is an illegitimate son. Although his father admits him, he is a hard-working guy in the family. He runs outside every day and fights hard for the interests of the family. And his brother, the incompetent guy, enjoys a high position, has a very prominent position in society, and has a girl who is a movie star as a mistress. Ah... He feels unfair, so he wants to take back everything he has. For Westerners, maybe this is the most normal choice... Oh, God, my god, what's wrong with you? Sakura? What's wrong with you? Your face..."

Sakura's neck creaked, her face turned around reluctantly, and she said: "Ah, I think this situation is really incredible. God, they can actually kill their relatives for the sake of power."

Yi Chen spread his hands and said, "You are a pure young man. I might not say these words in front of you, but although things are cruel, this is the fact. Sakura... In Europe, there are so many cases of detaining, exiling, and killing his relatives for power... Oh, I remember that guy Chekov seemed to have told me that their Peter the Great was this guy, right? For the throne of the Tsar, he sent his sister and the Regent Queen to the nun temple... As for the entire royal history of Europe, you can see, adultery, incest, betrayal, deception, killing, betrayal, that's it, very simple, that's it."

"But, they have all become big names in history... Oh, my history is not good, so I can't give you an example, but I think I should have said nothing wrong."

Ying changed the subject and had a little bloody look on her face. She said with a smile: "Mr. Yi, what you said is really amazing... Did you participate in this plan? Otherwise, why are you so clear about the inside story?"

Yi Chen said frankly: "My subordinate, Mr. Kane, is the engineer who buried medicine. What's the solution? I want to make a living, my subordinates need a living, so we have to take on some business that is harmful to the world but can bring a lot of money. Killing people is the fastest and least capital-free business. Killers and prostitutes are the oldest and most profitable business in the world. Anyway, they are just betrayal... I am a poor person who wants to make a living."

A ridiculous feeling surged in Ying's heart. If Yi Chen was working hard to make a living, then more than 99% of the other people in London would be pitiful people who couldn't survive? However, Ying really couldn't find anything to deal with Yi Chen's nagging.

Fortunately, when the hotel arrived, Yi Chen almost kicked open the car door and walked out of the car door carelessly. The four snobbish doormen ran over quickly and served in front of Yi Chen with a smile. Yi Chen bounced a bill by himself, which immediately made the doormen's smiles more than ten times brighter, and the muscles on their faces were squeezed and moaned.

Yi Chen ordered: "Mr. Phil, get the luggage up, and then ask the rented vehicle to be brought back by their company. I think the hotel will provide us with the vehicle. Contact our Superman Warrior, I want to ask clearly the time and place."

Phil bowed and agreed, Yi Chen and Ying walked into the lobby with them.

Sakura was confused by Yi Chen's bizarre and changeable style, and unconsciously brought a layer of shadow that this person could not deal with. This is the effect that Yi Chen pursued. Not only did he poison Sakura psychologically, but he also wanted to make Sakura a thug that he could use. This is the ideal ending. As for, if Sakura finally made up his mind to kill Yamaguchi Ki, then that would be the best. If Fenglin Volcano and the Five Elements Alliance fire were combined, Yi Chen would be very happy to take the opportunity to make a fortune-telling-

Fabio sat on the chair with a gloomy face. Only a night light at the head of the bed in the bedroom emitted a dim light. The room was decorated very luxuriously. Several sofas were laid out and almost casually placed in the center of the bedroom. Facing the garden floor-to-ceiling windows, the wind blew in from outside, and the white velvet curtains were fluttering randomly.

Fabio gently stroked a hunting knife in his hand, and his powerful fingers gently turned the hilt of the knife, allowing the blade to emit dazzling reflections from all angles. Fabio is a good knife player, and this is also the place where he looked down on his brother Bafati. How could that idiot who was dizzy when he saw blood, ride on his head?

He was thinking about his quarrel with Bafati and Old Anchetti these days. His bedroom door was rudely kicked open. A tall and decent young man rushed in drunkenly and roared at Fabio: "Fabio, you bastard, what are you doing here? Well? This is my room. Not only do you want to replace me, but you are starting to invade my room now?"

Fabio said coldly: "Come on, my dear brother, this is my room... There are no women-playing things in your room. Look at the walls, they are all knives and axes that you will never decorate."

Bafati calmed down and laughed strangely: "Then, Fabio, get out... I'm going to use this room today. I've found two girls and I'm going to play with them in your room. Hum? You don't agree? Well? By the way, at the next family meeting, you will also publicly apologize to me as a punishment for offending the dignity of my Ancheti family heir... Ah, you told my father that you want to hold a little position in the family business?" Behind him, the two women's voices 'sudder' laughed.

Fabio stood up and said coldly: "That's what I deserve, Bafati, I have done so many things for the family, what should I get."

Bafati laughed wildly: "Get out of here, you bastard, do you know? The family raised you to great grace for you. What else do you want? Imagine me, standing in the Roman city hall and clinking glasses with those big men? You don't have this qualification... Dear, you don't have this qualification... You are only worthy of going to Afghanistan to collect drugs, and then selling it to the European continent to make profits for the family... to pay our kindness to raise you, do you understand?"

Fabio coldly picked up his coat and walked out with the hunting knife. Bafati laughed proudly. In his heart, he felt that he had defeated this rebellious brother again. It was so fulfilling and so exciting that he was about to climax...

Fabio bowed gently to Bafati and said respectfully: "Good night, my dear brother... I have no objection to using my bedroom casually. I sincerely apologize for the dispute a few days ago, and I am sorry."

Upon hearing this, Bafati smiled even more arrogantly, hugged two girls in tight leather skirts and rushed into Fabio's room.

Fabio put on his coat randomly, gently danced with his fingers and walked towards the hall on the first floor. He was no longer going to keep the bedroom. Anyway, the whole family will be his own soon, so why bother with some trivial matters? Well, taking people to the bar for a night is a good choice.

Old Anchetti walked down from the third floor with a majestic look, and whispered to Fabio: "Stop, where are you going?"

Fabio showed his obedient and obedient expression and bowed, "Father, I'm going to have some wine. Bafati plays with women in my room. I have no place to go...I don't think you would agree to me to go to his room."

Old Anchetti was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uneasy. Fabio's attitude tonight seemed to be a little different from usual. Although he was unlucky on weekdays, he never spoke to himself in a serious tone, but suddenly becoming so serious today is really a bad thing.

It was already 9:00 pm and the old man in a full tuxedo pondered for a moment and said to Fabio: "Tomorrow night, there will be a banquet in the city hall, and you can go with me. I will introduce a few friends to you, don't be rude, do you understand?"

Fabio was also slightly stunned. Of course he knew that there would be a banquet tomorrow, and he even got the list of guests. However, he would never go there with Anchetti, come back together, and be bombed to death together?

Fabio shook his head: "I'm sorry, father, thank you for giving me this opportunity, but my brother reminded me that I am a person who cannot meet people. I think it's better to be honest in my family. Well, tomorrow night I will meet a few friends from South America. They have a good source of goods. I think it will be of great benefit to the family." After that, without waiting for Old Anchetti to say anything, he walked out straight.
To be continued...