Diary of the life of a working wizard

"I can be your obedient slave. I can do anything for you. Only a person with status like me is qualified to be your slave, so that it can complement your extremely noble status." Although Brad's face was crushed by Xia Yunjie's shoes, He was in pain, but he didn't dare to make any cry of pain. Not only did he not dare to make any cry of pain, he also begged bitterly.

Finally sitting on the throne of the clan leader, Brad has not had time to enjoy the feeling of being above ten thousand people. How can he be willing to die? Moreover, with Xia Yunjie's ability, since Xia Yunjie said that his life would be worse than death, Brad believed that he would definitely do it. Life is worse than death

Brad felt extremely frightened at the thought of life being worse than death. At this time, he would rather be a slave than die, let alone feel the feeling of life being worse than death.

Seeing that the patriarch of the Rothschild family actually said that he was willing to be his man's slave, even though Yang Xiaomei knew that Brother Jie was a living god, her eyes widened when she heard this.

God, with tens of trillions of dollars in assets, even the President of the United States has to be manipulated by him.

Such a person actually begs to be Jack's slave

Although Yang Xiaomei once wanted to eat Brad alive, at this moment, she seemed to be unable to hate him and began to expect Brother Jie to agree.

"Brad, you are so childish and naive. You almost caused Yang Xiaomei to commit suicide, and you still want to be my slave? Even if I really need to find a slave, isn't Jason inferior to you? And who do you think you are? Just a piece of trash, how can he be called a person of status?" Xia Yunjie continued to slowly crush Brad's face with the sole of his shoe, his eyes showing coldness and disdain.

"Jason" Brad's heart finally sank into the bottomless abyss after hearing this. In his fear just now, he had forgotten that Jason knew Xia Yunjie, and now he had gradually begun to understand why Jason survived the thunder.

All because Xia Yunjie was the only one who had the ability to rescue Jason from the terrifying majesty of nature.

When they heard the word "Jason", Balu and Ellie felt even more frightened than Brad. The terrifying power of thunder above the sea at that time was still vivid in their minds when they thought about it. Even with their abilities, they had to run away and watch from a distance, not daring to get even closer. But what about this young man from the East? But he quietly rescued Jason under the thunder. What kind of ability is this?

Baloo and Ellie simply couldn't imagine it.

"Jason?" Yang Xiaomei didn't know who Jason was, and there was a trace of confusion on her face when she heard this.

"Jason is the patriarch of Rothschild. This Brad is just a traitor who usurped the throne. What kind of patriarch is he? He actually has the nerve to say that he is a person of status." Xia Yunjie saw Yang Xiaomei's expression of confusion. A special explanation.

While explaining, he seemed to feel that stepping on Brad's face with his foot and crushing it would not relieve his hatred. Xia Yunjie moved his foot away, but he didn't see any movement. A force swept Brad, Balu, and Ellie away. He stood up, threw it into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Repeatedly, the three of them were thrown until all the bones in their bodies seemed to fall apart.

"Spare my life, spare my life." Brad came from a wealthy family and had never suffered such hardship before. After being repeatedly thrown several times, Brad started begging again and again.

"This is just the beginning." A cruel sneer appeared on Xia Yunjie's face, then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and opened it.

As soon as the phone was turned on, Xia Yunjie saw many missed calls. There were calls from Italy's Mario and Li Weizhen, as well as from Hong Kong's Yang Qifu and Wu Bingxiong, and of course there were many calls from mainland China's Feng Wenbo, Li Qinghong and others.

Seeing so many phone calls, Xia Yunjie felt a little moved but also smiled helplessly.

It seems that this matter has caused a big fuss, and with such a fuss, many people know about his relationship with Yang Xiaomei.

"Brother Jie, don't you blame me? I couldn't contact you at that time, so I had to call Brother Yang to see..." Yang Xiaomei looked at Xia Yunjie's cell phone and saw many missed calls on it, and saw him again There was a wry smile on his face, and he couldn't help but say timidly.

"Fool, how can I blame you? It's all my fault. If I hadn't happened to have something happen, you wouldn't have suffered like this." Xia Yunjie couldn't help but hugged Yang Xiaomei tightly again, kissed her forehead and said, "From now on." Don’t say such stupid things again.”

"Yes, I understand." Yang Xiaomei closed her eyes in happiness, feeling like her whole body was about to fly into the sky.

"You fool." Seeing Yang Xiaomei's happy face, Xia Yunjie's mood gradually improved. He gently scratched her beautiful nose and said with a smile: "I won't tell you anymore. This incident has shocked you." There are so few people, I have to call them right away, otherwise I don’t know how much trouble they will cause."

"Well, hurry up and fight. It seems that Mario is in crisis because he rejected Brad's request." Yang Xiaomei was shocked when she heard this, came back from her happiness, and said hurriedly.

"Oh" Xia Yunjie flashed a cold light when he heard this, and pointed his finger at Brad and the other three. Suddenly, the three of them were like ants eating their hearts, rolling on the ground in pain, but they couldn't make any sound.

"Teach them a lesson for the time being. Let's go out first." Xia Yunjie knew that women would not tolerate such a scene, so he patted Yang Xiaomei's shoulder and said.

"Okay." Yang Xiaomei glanced at Brad and the others, and followed Xia Yunjie out of the master bedroom.

When they arrived in the living room, Xia Yunjie had already dialed Li Qinghong's number.

"Uncle, where are you now? Something happened to Uncle Yang, and I'm on my way to Los Angeles." Li Qinghong said hurriedly as soon as he answered Xia Yunjie's call.

"No need, I'm already in Hollywood, and Xiao Mei is fine. You can also cancel all your actions there. Brad has been controlled by me, and it's time for Jason, the real patriarch, to show up. Oh, by the way, let He called Italy and all the actions against the Ferro family stopped." When Xia Yunjie heard that Li Qinghong was preparing to rush to Los Angeles, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that luckily Yang Xiaomei was wearing the amulet he gave her. Otherwise, I don’t know how big the trouble would be.

"Yes, uncle. Jason is also with me. I will tell him right now." Li Qinghong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Okay, please make arrangements first. I will also call Mario first. This incident will probably have a big impact on his family. I will call you later." Xia Yunjie hung up the phone after saying that, and then called Mario dialed over.

On the other end of the phone is Rome, a super mansion hidden in the mountains and forests.

On the helipad, the rotating helicopter propellers made the green grass undulate and the trees sway.

Mario, surrounded by "Butcher" Joseph and a few of his most loyal men, wore a black cape, bent over and hurried toward the helicopter against the strong wind.

This world is cruel and very realistic. As the two-pronged approach of the black and white forces gradually increases, and as the news that the Ferro family has offended the new patriarch of the Rothschild family, Brad, spreads like wildfire, the Italian Mafia Other families either stood idly by or added insult to injury, but only a few were truly willing to lend a helping hand.

The situation of the Ferro family is getting worse and worse. Even Mario, the godfather of the contemporary Italian mafia, can only choose to flee overnight and dare not stay in Rome for a while.

After hurriedly walking to the helicopter, Mario looked back at the brightly lit city of Rome at the foot of the mountain, feeling a complicated feeling in his heart.

Last year, because of the dispute over the position of the great godfather, he almost died at the gunpoint of the Saviano family, but in the end, because of Xia Yunjie, not only did he not die from the gunfire, but he suddenly secured his position as the great godfather. His career in life has reached its peak, and he is full of energy and contentment. Unexpectedly, less than a year later, he had no choice but to flee because of Xia Yunjie.

But at this time Mario did not regret his choice.

He owed Xia Yunjie two lives. Without Xia Yunjie, he would have died on the plane. Even if he had not died on the plane, he would have died at the hands of the Saviano family later. So if he were asked to choose again, he would still choose this way.

"Boss, let's go. If you don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Knowing Mario's mood at this moment, Joseph urged with some sadness.

Anyone who falls from a high throne to a fugitive will not be in a good mood.

Mario nodded and bent down to get on the helicopter. At this moment, Joseph's face changed slightly. He held Mario on the plane with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other.

"Boss, we don't have to run away." As soon as he took out the phone and glanced at the number on the screen, Joseph suddenly shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Mario's raised foot paused in the air for a moment, then suddenly put it down, and directly grabbed the mobile phone from Joseph's hand, and saw that the number on it was Xia Yunjie's.

"Haha Brad, Cassani, your days of pride are not long." Seeing that it was Xia Yunjie's call, Mario, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Boss, you'd better answer the phone first." Seeing that Mario was a little out of control, Joseph hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes, yes, answer the phone first. Amor, why don't you turn off the fucking engine for me. I won't leave. I want to fight the Rothschilds, and I want to cry when I see the Cassani family. Poor people begging me to spare their lives." Mario yelled at the helicopter pilot as he picked up the phone and prepared to press the answer button.

The helicopter pilot and several other bodyguards looked at the big boss a little stupidly, wondering whose phone call could make the boss crazy like this.

The Rothschild family, didn't you see that even old Bellew was led by his nose? Haven't you seen that the Ferro family is now divided and fleeing?

Fight, how to fight? I still want the Cassani family to cry and beg for mercy. Isn’t this an idiot talking in his sleep?