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"I heard that you killed a drug lord and the police chief in New York, and then fled to Sicily after committing a crime?"

Don Croce Carlo's son Neo Carlo seemed to be very interested in Chen Jun's affairs. As soon as he got in the car, he chatted with him about his experiences without anyone else.

"Yes, my old man hopes that I can recuperate here for a while."

"He believes that the scenery of Sicily is the happiest and most beautiful day in his life. The Corleone family should come here to find their roots." Chen Jun said slowly.

"Of course, Don is right."

"In Italy, apart from Rome, there is no place that can compare to Sicily. The beaches here, the sunshine here, and the history of many murals here can amaze countless people."

Neo smiled inexplicably, "Of course, there are also Sicilian girls. Once you go to bed, you will never want to come down."

"You can try it that day!"

Chen Jun smiled, did not reply, and asked instead, "Neo, can you tell me about your father Don Crocecalo? What should I pay attention to during my first visit?"

"He? There's nothing worth talking about." The corner of Neo's mouth raised. "He was a mafia gangster earlier. He established a water plant and started by monopolizing the fresh water resources in Palermo [the capital of Sicily]. You know, Sicily is home to many mafia gangsters.

It’s the birthplace of the party, and it’s hard for an old man like him to shine in it.”

"The time when he was most in danger was also his most glorious moment. During World War II, Mussolini killed many Mafia members, forcing many Mafia members to leave Sicily. He was a smart man and chose to endure.

, hid in secret and waited for the opportunity. Finally, in 1943, when the US military captured Sicily, he took the opportunity to make friends with the US military and became one of the major leaders of the Sicilian Mafia."

"It's a pity that he is too old and is traditional and old-school. It is difficult to compare with the newly emerging powerful mafia leaders."

"Do you want to be Tang?" Chen Jun heard his subtext and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, he does not have an advantage compared to many powerful mafia leaders. We need to bring in new reinforcements." He smiled, "He is old, but I am energetic, young and strong enough."

Chen Jun remained silent, unable to accept such blunt words.

"It has entered the area controlled by our family." Neo took the initiative to introduce him.

Chen Jun looked out the window. This was obviously an urban area. There were some people in uniforms collecting protection fees from shops in the surrounding streets, and even robbing some people of money. He said, "This doesn't seem to be a Mafia tradition.

"

"We need to live!"

Neo curled his lips and didn't explain much.

"Almost there."

He said something, and the car immediately entered a tree-lined road with a small mountain forest, and there was a half-acre luxurious manor in front of it.

"Neo, why are you talking to him so much?" At this time, the middle-aged man in brown uniform sitting in the passenger seat in front of the car said in Italian with a disdainful tone.

"I'm very curious. He looks the same as me. How can he resist the joint attack of the five major families in New York, and even the attacks of the upper-class people." Neo answered in Italian, with a smile on his face.

Chen Jun remained calm, but his heart suddenly thumped, like a heavy stone hitting the ground.

He knew very well that the godfather might reveal to Crocecaro about the Corleone family's fight against the five major families, but he would never speak openly about the affairs of the upper class.

There was definitely something fishy going on here, and his body suddenly tensed up.

"Have the arrangements been made over there?"

Chen Jun's ears twitched. What does arrangement mean? Arrange him safely?

"What's wrong with you, William?"

Neo turned sideways and smiled, seeing Chen Jun looking at the driver in front of him, "Sorry, I didn't care about you. It's quite rude to speak Italian with others."

"The driver is Taza, who is my father's bodyguard. He is a powerful master. Next to him is Stefan, who is my uncle. We were just talking about some entertainment matters, please forgive me." He said in English.

"It doesn't matter!"

Chen Jun shrugged, thinking about ways to escape. Next to him was Croce's son Neo, and there was no problem in controlling him instantly.

Even if the first two are bodyguards, kill one quickly, and the next one can react and take some time to solve it.

He was full of doubts. First he was followed on the passenger ship, and this time it was Croce's betrayal of the godfather's friendship. He wanted to find out who had such powerful power and could influence so many people. This had already radiated abroad.

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Just as he was thinking, the car had stopped. Now that he was in such a unclear situation, he had no time to think. Chen Jun's eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

The black car stopped in front of a rose-colored manor that stretched across a block. There was a ***-style blue spire on each corner of the building. There was a wide green-striped door outside the door. Two doormen stood at the door. On their uniforms

buttons gleaming.

These did not distract him. With his keen insight developed in many worlds, Chen Jun saw at least ten bodyguards. They were standing in pairs on high buildings watching their car, or leaning on the iron railings. These people

It was very flamboyant, and the weapons he carried were exposed from his open shirt.

There seemed to be no welcome ceremony for him in the manor, so Chen Jun put his hand into his pocket.

"Get out of the car!" Neo said as the car stopped.

"Wait!" Chen Jun said quietly, and then a gun appeared in his hand. The other three people in the car did not notice when he took it out.

"What do you mean?"

Just as Neo finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, and Neo's uncle Stefan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, died immediately. The other driver reacted and stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to rocket out instantly.

Such skillful movements are enough to prove that he is an experienced and qualified bodyguard.

Unfortunately, he thought that this would cause Chen Jun's body center of gravity to shift and throw out the pistol, but what greeted him was another gunshot.

The bullet penetrated the plastic seat and penetrated his chest.

Neo didn't seize any chance. He saw the car was about to hit the beige wall like a headless fly, and he was suddenly thrown out.

Neo hit the ground hard, and he couldn't care less about the severe pain that shot through his body. Someone pulled him up from behind and put a pistol on his head.

The movements at this moment were extremely fast. Chen Jun pulled Neo up and blocked him in front of him. When he saw a black bridge car parked on the left side of the manor's fountain, he immediately ran over. At this time, he heard the sound of gunshots and the car.

The bodyguards who made the noise suddenly rushed over, along with a slightly fat old man with white hair coming from the opposite side.

Judging from the people on his left and right guarding him, and at his age, they should be Neo's father, Don Croce Carlo, one of the mafia leaders in Sicily.

They ran towards him quickly. Chen Jun didn't say anything, just pulled hard, and there was a click. The pain that followed caused everyone on the opposite side to stop in their tracks.

Neo's arm deflected at an angle of 180 degrees, and Chen Jun looked at them indifferently, "Didn't I hear that you arranged a welcome ceremony for me?"

"The manor is so cold, and you didn't even prepare a bottle of champagne for me?"

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Let me reiterate here, Tang generally refers to Mr. in Sicilian, indicating a person with status. Generally, family leaders, godfathers, and bosses can use Tang to express respect.