The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Russia, military prison.

In a deep prison where the sun cannot be seen, a man in a beige windbreaker stood quietly inside the iron-colored railing, "I heard that you spent a lot of time trying to see me?"

Inside the iron fence half a meter away from him, the handsome and tall Italian man curled his lips, "It's better than you trying to sneak into the prison controlled by the Dongfang family to see me."

César was in a state of desperation, his black clothes were even stained with a lot of blood, and his handsome face was hard to see, but there was no sign of embarrassment on him at all.

There was a calm and indifferent smile on his face, "Mr. Feng Da, weeds must be rooted out. If you let your brother be free and easy outside, you are not afraid that one day you will come back and spend more than ten years to get you out of his hands." Do you want to force everything you took away?"

Feng Ye seemed to be standing there idly, and didn't react to his words. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "If you threaten me in such a place, you don't have to worry about me killing you immediately." Are you silent?"

César laughed, his whole body was hidden in the darkness, against his black desolation, the whole person had the illusion of a fallen Satan, he curled his lips, smiled evilly, and there was a bit of hidden madness, "Don't Saying that threats are so ugly, compared to this kind of relationship, we are more partners, aren't we?"

"A Kush family, a Dongfang family, the opponent has been eliminated, and by the way, the gangster family that has become bigger in Russia, tsk tsk, such a good opportunity, are you sure you want to give up?"

Feng Ye looked at the man standing in the cell, with a big smile on his lips, "Indeed, Dongfang Shu is really old, and he really thought that he could get rid of the mafia godfather so easily."

Naturally, he didn't come here for his secret. He could basically guess that Feng was not dead.

As for where he went before he died, as long as he wanted to find out, he could just search for that woman Su Yan and he would be able to get the answer.

He didn't check it, but was just waiting... Feng Jue came back to find him.

However, based on his not-so-familiar understanding of Feng Jue, he probably has no intention of coming back. Except for Su Yan, he has little nostalgia for the position of commander. Follow Su Yan to leave.

That being the case, he didn't bother to look bored and provoke these silly things.

"You want me to get you out?" Feng Ye said calmly and gracefully, "How can I repay you?"

There was a smile in César's eyes, Feng Ye had revealed more than two things when he said that, first, he was willing to cooperate with him, and second, he had the ability.

"Mr. Feng Da is so straightforward," César said lightly, "Why don't you be more straightforward, let me know what you want?"

Feng Ye reached out and touched his chin, looking thoughtful, "To be honest, apart from this attractive partnership, I really can't think of anything you can use to repay me."

He raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "If this is the case, I want to see the wind."

"It's that simple?" César asked casually, "Are you sure, you didn't want to kill him? Then grab his woman?"

Feng Ye was expressionless, very calm, "I have a woman." At the end he smiled softly, "I failed to kill him last time, and I have no interest in killing him anymore."

"OK," César gestured to indicate that he was not interested in these things, "it's none of my business even if you want to kill him,"

For a man like Feng Jue, it is not that if you want to kill him, he will die in your hands. For this, César has no guilt at all.

The negotiation ended here, and Feng Ye's last words were, "Tomorrow, I will take you out."

Cesar said nothing.

Since he dared to ask Feng Ye to cooperate, he naturally dared to trust him.

The reason is simple, the enemy of the enemy should be a friend.

.........

airport.

Army green military uniform, tall and handsome man, the wind was blowing hard, the brim of the hat was pulled down, dark hair, green eyes.

Feng Ye said calmly, "The plane will fly directly to Italy from the military airway, remember what I said." Looking at the person behind him, "You dare to take this woman with you with confidence, she is really not afraid of death. "

Behind César was Hui and An Mo.

César had no expression on his face, and said lightly, "My people."

Even if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he would take it back with him.

An Mo's expression changed slightly, but she still didn't say anything. This is not the time to explain, she really didn't do anything.

"Godfather, let's go." Hui reminded in a low voice, staying here is not safe no matter what, and they are really safe only when they return to Italy immediately.

"Well," he glanced at Feng Ye and signaled with his eyes that there is no need to talk too much nonsense. At this time, saying anything is just a waste of time.

Feng Ye nodded, indicating that they can leave.

"Cesar," he turned around and walked only a few steps in the direction of boarding, when a vigorous and powerful voice came from behind him, "Stop for me."

Stop for me, what kind of line is this in a third-rate movie?

César glanced at the plane in front of him, and frowned. Damn, this old man is not so good at timing.

Next to him, An Mo didn't know whether it was because of fear or nervousness, he grabbed his arm, César reflexively wanted to throw it away, but after thinking about it, he held back.

Turning around, he quickly exchanged a glance with Feng Ye who hadn't left yet, he squinted his eyes, what was he thinking?

The wind was blowing really hard, Commander Feng Da thought silently, the women in his family have behaved a lot recently, if they knew they were at home, it would be so comfortable.

Dongfang Shu is about 70 years old, his hair is half white, he is wearing a meticulous Tang suit, and he is leaning on a purple cane. Although he is old, he still looks majestic without anger.

"If you come out to blow the air at an old age, are all the children and grandchildren of your family dead?" César curled the corners of his lips, and the arc was the deepest sarcasm.

Dongfang Shu has not been ridiculed once or twice, a Gong Shenmu, when he speaks viciously, his blood pressure will soar with anger as soon as he speaks.

His eyes fell on An Mo, who was clinging to César, his eyes were piercingly cold, "Get out of here,"

An Mo's eyes widened, her pupils filled with panic and bewilderment, she raised her face, "Cesar, I don't want to go there, Grandpa won't let me go, I beg you, don't let me go."

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