City Marshal

Azhar hastily searched for Sha Qinxiu's whereabouts, and Wen Jun was also fidgeting in Tianyang Castle.

Wen Jun has been inquiring about news in the Chinese circle through his connections these days. He is expected to regain the position of the president after Chu Tian was killed, so he asked Roosevelt for help while paying attention to Chen Gangsheng. The power of the Mafia returned to Zhongxing Garden and took control of the Chinese Merchants Association.

Roosevelt shook the red wine lightly, and said with a meaningful smile: "Brother, power is really addictive. The younger brother Wen Jing said has no intention of fighting for power, and now his enthusiasm for power is far beyond ordinary people, but this is the true nature of a man. If you have power, you will have money, women, status and fame."

It has been a few days since he dealt with Roosevelt. Wen Jun naturally knew that this guy avoided the important and ignored the important, so he replied clearly: "Mr. Luo, Chu Tian is dead now, and the handsome army will leave Rome tonight. Crowd, as long as you are willing to help me get the position, it is simply a trivial matter."

More than a hundred rabble?Roosevelt smiled noncommittally, took two sips of red wine and replied: "Master Wen, if Chen Gangsheng is really a mob, then the mafia is even more vulnerable. Back then, five hundred brothers besieged and killed the boss of the Chinese businessman, but they were beaten by 200 people from Chen Gangsheng." It's too late, so the Mafia is really powerless to help Master Wen!"

When these words full of ridicule came out, Wen Jun immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and his tone softened: "Mr. Luo, Wen Jun is young and energetic, please forgive me for his inappropriate words. He can't handle the Guards, let alone Mr. Luo, is he willing to see the rise of hostile forces?" The last sentence really touched Roosevelt's heart!Of course he knew that it would be dangerous to allow Chen Gangsheng to sit on the throne. Instead of a strong opponent, it would be better to raise an obedient dog, so getting Wen Jun back as the chairman of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce was also an important part of his planning, but he didn't want to take it easy. To let Wen Jun see his mind, he must firmly control the initiative in his hands.

Sure enough, in his unfathomable silence, Wen Jun gritted his teeth and added: "As long as Mr. Luo is willing to let me reset, Chinatown will look after you in the future. If you want money or territory, as long as I can get it, I am willing to donate it." To Mr. Luo, of course, under the premise of maintaining the basic operation of the Chinese businessmen."

Roosevelt smiled without saying a word, and drank the red wine in his glass.

"If you let my brother return to the position of president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, I will marry you!"

The sudden voice frightened Wen Jun and Roosevelt half to death. Wen Jing appeared in the hall at some point, her delicate and charming face seemed a little stiff in the dead. , if I ran into her in the middle of the night, I would probably think it was Sadako.

Wen Jun was a little moved, and couldn't stop saying: "Sister, I..." Waving her hand to stop her younger brother's guilt, Wen Jing moved to walk in front of Roosevelt, her expression of walking corpses glowed with a little anger, her eyes sparkled and she asked, "What if Are you willing to help Wenjun, I am your woman, and I can do something for the Fang family, how about it? Do you agree?" Roosevelt sighed softly, pinched Wenjing's chin and said: "Although I am despicable and shameless, Roosevelt For Wen Jing, you are deeply affectionate, I will not exchange Wen Jun's future for your body, don't worry, I will do my best to help Wen Jun regain the position of president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, as for you marrying me, let's talk about it later!"

At this moment, even Wen Jun had to admit that Roosevelt was a gentleman.

Wen Jing didn't speak any more, turned around and walked upstairs.

Although Wen Jing somewhat exchanged herself for Wen Jun's future, it was a happy thing for Roosevelt. She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then waved her hands and called the mafia cronies to order: "Go to Chinatown and get some pairs of red lanterns, and hang them on the wall for me." In front of the castle gate, I want to create a festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year!"

The confidant was slightly stunned, and then took the order to leave.

Wen Jun couldn't help lamenting Roosevelt's good intentions. In order to win the favor of his sister, Roosevelt, who had always admired Western culture, actually bowed his head to Eastern customs. They will finally get married, of course, after they take over the position.

As dusk approached, lanterns were hung in Tianyang Castle.

The bright red lights are still very dazzling in the heavy rain. Although the radiance is not enough to dilute the cold brought by the wind and rain, it is enough to warm the hearts of people who are away from home. So when Nameless Nie saw the big red lantern, he felt a little melancholy He Miss, then went to the hall to report to Chu Tian.

Chu Tian walked to the window in person, looked at it for a few times and then sighed.

Of course he knew the meaning of the red lanterns. Although Roosevelt was despicable and shameless, his affection for Wen Jing was unquestionable. These lanterns were probably done to please the latter. Qianlong also used this trick in the past. Concubine Xiang smiled, and actually created deserts and yurts in the capital.

Seeing that Chu Tian was in a daze, Nameless Nie hurriedly reminded him in a low voice, "Young commander, young commander!"

Chu Tian was awakened by the shouting, and came back to his senses to ask, "How is the situation?" Nameless Nie let out a few breaths, pointed to Tianyang Castle, and said, "There are a lot of vehicles coming and going in and out this afternoon, and everyone's faces are filled with festive expressions. I believe they not only bought back the red lanterns, but also bought a lot of celebration drinks, and the snipers from the five commanding heights also evacuated, leaving only two machine guns on the fourth floor."

The implication is that the defense of Tianyang Castle has been lax.

Chu Tian smiled lightly, his gaze focused like a knife: "The time has finally come!"

Nameless Nie's eyes lit up instantly, and he said in a low voice, "Young commander, are you going to attack Tianyang Castle tonight?" Chu Tian didn't answer his question directly, but glanced at the surveillance mirror a few times, Although Tianyang Castle can't be called celebrating the victory with lights and festoons, but from the careless expressions of the guards at the gate, it can be judged that the mafia elite is not as heavily guarded as it used to be, and the internal and external defense lines are extremely lax.

It's no wonder, since I'm already 'dead', who else would dare to fight against the Mafia?Thinking of this, Chu Tian, ​​who is good at grasping opportunities, showed a triumphant smile. After sweeping the clock on the wall, he waved to Nameless Nie and told him, "It's six o'clock, let Azhar and the others recharge their batteries, and after four hours, we will Deploy and sneak to Tianyang Castle, and at the same time, call and inform the messy 10:30 to start action!"

Nameless Nie nodded, and replied loudly, "Understood!"

After Nameless Nie left, Chu Tian once again stood by the window, looking at the red lanterns in the rain, his homesickness easily spread in his heart, missing the capital, missing Qianlong Garden, missing sister Mei, missing Rongrong and the others, even I kind of miss the insidiousness of the old fox.

Perhaps, he could return to the capital the day after tomorrow, Chu Tian comforted himself.

At this moment, Huo Wuzui was patting his slightly protruding belly in the Qianlong Garden far away in the capital, and scolded through gritted teeth, "Kick me again if you have the ability? I will starve you tonight on a hunger strike, little bastard. Is it a mischief after taking shape? You really have the same virtue as that kid Chu Tian, ​​and you will mess around with people."

Yang Feiyang quickly grabbed her hand, smiled and comforted: "Sister, don't be angry, lest you get pregnant."

Huo Wuzui exhaled a few breaths, pouted and said: "I still want to get rid of this evil, what's the fun in having a baby, except for bringing unspeakable pain and endless torture to women, I don't see any point in it, if It wasn't because the little bastard was really nervous, I would have gone to the hospital to kill him long ago."

Yang Feiyang smiled wryly, and sighed with some melancholy: "Wuzui, you don't know the blessing because you are in the blessing."

Seeing her lonely expression, Huo Wuzui couldn't help being stunned, knowing that he had touched Feiyang's weakness, and that mothers are more expensive than children, so he hurriedly changed the subject: "I don't know when Chutian will come back? If he dares to spend the Chinese New Year in Rome, I will book a plane ticket and fly there to bring him back."

Yang Feiyang recovered his intoxicating smile, and responded softly: "I heard from Nameless Nie that the Roman affairs are coming to an end, maybe we can see him this week."

A bright smile bloomed on Huo Wuzui's face, and he sighed inwardly: Little bastard, I miss you.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, it was almost seven o'clock.

Azar got out of the car and rushed into the hall in the rain without even taking an umbrella.

He just found out the whereabouts of Sha Qinxiu, and he was very anxious: something big is going to happen.