City Marshal

Italy, heaven on earth.

As a top-notch private club, there is certainly no shortage of entertainment for men to have fun in Heaven and Earth. At this time, in the top room in Heaven and Earth, there are two black suits and five or six pieces of women's clothes scattered on the floor. and two empty wine bottles.

Ambiguity!

The entire decoration can only be described as luxurious, and the room is full of men and women panting heavily. On the bed, a man and two women are entangled with each other. Luciano is fighting bravely on the white and tender body of a young and beautiful blonde girl. Charge and kill, like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

He kept stroking the soft and watery body of another girl beside him with one hand, watching the charming and emotional expressions on the faces of the two girls. The body lay softly on the girl's white and tender body.

The exhausted body was in stark contrast to the girl's watery body.

Luciano gasped on the girl's body, and before he stopped for 2 minutes, he felt the girl under him start to twist her body again, her expression of reluctance to speak was full of coquettishness that harmed a man, Luciano Nuoha laughed, pinched the girl's chest and shouted: "Little girl, are you still full?"

"Okay, wait for Lao Tzu to regain his glory and fight for another [-] rounds!"

The two girls giggled professionally, and skillfully rubbed the sensitive parts of the man, using their bodies to continuously please the benefactors who were pressing on them. In this age of laughing poor and prostitutes, even a young lady would have to Only by performing exceptionally well can one exchange for survival capital.

At this moment, the door of this box was suddenly opened. Luciano, who was lying on the woman, was startled when he heard the sound of the door opening. His body tensed up instantly, and he skillfully took out a piece of clothing from under the pillow. The black thing pointed at the door, and the smile on his face instantly turned into Xiao Sha.

That black thing was obviously a gun.

The two girls had never seen this thing before, and they screamed in fright. Luciano ignored them, but just looked at the uninvited visitor at the door, a woman in black dress, black silk and black shoes, tall and beautiful. Pretty, but there is no expression on her face at the moment.

"Can't you knock on the door? You like this too?"

After Luciano on the bed saw the beautiful face of the delicate woman at the door, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He put the gun back on the bedside table, patted the faces of the two frightened girls, and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go out, let's play another day."

The two girls are also sensible people. They glanced at each other and got up timidly, picked up the clothes on the ground to cover their bodies, but they didn't dare to go over because the woman in black was standing at the door. The latter looked at the two timid The girl glanced away, and moved away expressionlessly.

The two of them ran out as if they had been granted amnesty.

"Miss Tingting, look for me at this time, what's the matter?"

Luciano pulled a white towel to wrap his body, and then sat on the sofa and said to the black silk woman: "I also hope that you have business, instead of just breaking in and enjoying the fun of catching 'rapes', otherwise I will be very upset." If you are not happy, you will even use you to compensate for my interest."

The last sentence was full of meaning, and her eyes were still aggressively scanning the black woman, but the latter completely ignored Luciano's ambiguity, but closed the soundproof wooden door with her backhand, and then said in a cold tone: "Young master asked me to ask you, why do you know Chu? The world falls and you don’t know it will?”

"Notification?"

Luciano thumped a little when he heard her questioning Chutian, but the two words of notification made him grasp the handle again: "Yes, I did know that Chutian went to London and where he lived, But why should I inform you? I have my arrangements, do you understand?"

"We advance and retreat together."

The woman in black silk seemed to know that she was exaggerating. Luciano is an important member of the Mafia, so he naturally didn't need to see Lian's face, so she could only mention the cooperative relationship: "Many of our interests are one, and Chutian is also our common interest." Enemy, the young master thought you would tell."

"That way we can help deal with him."

Luciano took out a cigar, waved his fingers lightly, and said, "No need! I've already made arrangements. Chutian will not be around for a few days. The reason why I didn't tell Lian Shao is because I can't make Chutian come to the public for the time being. News from Europe, White Paper Fan and I need to crucify him on the spot."

"If his whereabouts are leaked out, he will only be more careful."

His words can be regarded as an explanation to the Lian family: "Please go back and tell Young Master Lian that everything is under my control. If Chutian actually came to Europe, then he will never go back to the Celestial Dynasty. I will pay back ten times and a hundred times the humiliation I suffered in Hong Kong."

"Everything is under your control?"

The black-haired woman suddenly sneered, swept over something that was too late to take away on the ground, and replied, "Father, are you ashamed to say this? It seems that your subordinates haven't had time to tell you about the major events that just happened in London, so let me This outsider has a message for you."

"Heshengtang held a gang meeting, and the white paper fan was killed in the bathroom."

"What? Lao Bai is dead?"

The smile on Luciano's face seemed to have been beaten by someone, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. While opening and closing the mobile phone, he shouted in disbelief: "How could he be killed? Chu Tian Where do you have the guts to fight against the Three Kings? Aren't you afraid of provoking public anger?"

"Besides, there is Steward Fu as an internal response, who dares to kill the white paper fan?"

The corner of the black silk woman's mouth curled into a sneer, and she threw another bombshell: "The white paper fan was not killed by Chu Tian and the Three Kings, but by the four spies you sent to inquire about information. The sky has transferred the death of the white paper fan to the mafia without a trace."

"The Steward Fu you mentioned also pointed out that the white paper fan had cooperated with you."

When Luciano paused to make a call, the woman in black silk crossed her legs in a sultry gesture, and then added lightly: "Now the whole Hesheng Hall is in a turmoil, ready to crush your Lucy family, you'd better be on guard, So as not to be shot to death on the big bed."

Phone turned on, numerous missed calls and text messages.

Luciano glanced at the text message and confirmed that what the black silk woman said was true. He couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and muttered to himself: "How could this be? How could this be? I sent four spies to inquire about information, just wanting to Grasp the movement of the white paper fan at the first time, they..."

"Of course they won't kill the white paper fan."

The black-haired woman leaned forward, looked at the somewhat anxious priest and said, "They were just framed by Chu Tian and framed as scapegoats, but now everything is unclear, you have been tricked, when you decide to send spies to inquire , you have already been calculated by Chutian."

"No wonder!"

Luciano patted his head, a trace of pain flashed across his face: "No wonder I can hear the news that Lao Bai will be the king of the south, and the rumors are so true that the white paper fan has a private deal with the three kings, so it turns out that it is for me to Don't worry about sending someone to inquire, it's really hard to prevent Chu Tian from harming people."

"Otherwise, why is he called Young Marshal?"

The black silk woman stood up slowly, with a flash of amusement in her eyes: "Okay! I have already told you the matter, you should go back to the Lucy family to deal with this matter, Chu Tian actually pointed the finger at the mafia, then he I will definitely start a war against you and the Lucy family over this matter."

When Luciano looked ugly, the woman in black silk had already walked towards the door.

But when she was about to go out, she stopped and turned around: "Two suggestions!"

"First, from now on, it's best for everyone to be honest with each other and deal with Chutian together."

"Second, your bodyguards are really rubbish, it's time to replace them."

At this time, the frog, who was chasing the wrong direction and returning late, leaned on the car with a look of indifference and helplessness. More than a dozen brothers under his banner wanted to go back to the theater to join the various hall masters. They already knew who the murderer was. Mafia, so at a loss, I want to go back to the theater first.

But the frog resolutely stopped him: "Don't go back! You might die if you go back!"

"Butler Fu will not let us live, so we must not go back." Italy, heaven and earth.

As a top-notch private club, there is certainly no shortage of entertainment for men to have fun in Heaven and Earth. At this time, in the top room in Heaven and Earth, there are two black suits and five or six pieces of women's clothes scattered on the floor. and two empty wine bottles.

Ambiguity!

The entire decoration can only be described as luxurious, and the room is full of men and women panting heavily. On the bed, a man and two women are entangled with each other. Luciano is fighting bravely on the white and tender body of a young and beautiful blonde girl. Charge and kill, like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

He kept stroking the soft and watery body of another girl beside him with one hand, watching the charming and emotional expressions on the faces of the two girls. The body lay softly on the girl's white and tender body.

The exhausted body was in stark contrast to the girl's watery body.

Luciano gasped on the girl's body, and before he stopped for 2 minutes, he felt the girl under him start to twist her body again, her expression of reluctance to speak was full of coquettishness that harmed a man, Luciano Nuoha laughed, pinched the girl's chest and shouted: "Little girl, are you still full?"

"Okay, wait for Lao Tzu to regain his glory and fight for another [-] rounds!"

The two girls giggled professionally, and skillfully rubbed the sensitive parts of the man, using their bodies to continuously please the benefactors who were pressing on them. In this age of laughing poor and prostitutes, even a young lady would have to Only by performing exceptionally well can one exchange for survival capital.

At this moment, the door of this box was suddenly opened. Luciano, who was lying on the woman, was startled when he heard the sound of the door opening. His body tensed up instantly, and he skillfully took out a piece of clothing from under the pillow. The black thing pointed at the door, and the smile on his face instantly turned into Xiao Sha.

That black thing was obviously a gun.

The two girls had never seen this thing before, and they screamed in fright. Luciano ignored them, but just looked at the uninvited visitor at the door, a woman in black dress, black silk and black shoes, tall and beautiful. Pretty, but there is no expression on her face at the moment.

"Can't you knock on the door? You like this too?"

After Luciano on the bed saw the beautiful face of the delicate woman at the door, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He put the gun back on the bedside table, patted the faces of the two frightened girls, and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go out, let's play another day."

The two girls are also sensible people. They glanced at each other and got up timidly, picked up the clothes on the ground to cover their bodies, but they didn't dare to go over because the woman in black was standing at the door. The latter looked at the two timid The girl glanced away, and moved away expressionlessly.

The two of them ran out as if they had been granted amnesty.

"Miss Tingting, look for me at this time, what's the matter?"

Luciano pulled a white towel to wrap his body, and then sat on the sofa and said to the black silk woman: "I also hope that you have business, instead of just breaking in and enjoying the fun of catching 'rapes', otherwise I will be very upset." If you are not happy, you will even use you to compensate for my interest."

The last sentence was full of meaning, and her eyes were still aggressively scanning the black woman, but the latter completely ignored Luciano's ambiguity, but closed the soundproof wooden door with her backhand, and then said in a cold tone: "Young master asked me to ask you, why do you know Chu? The world falls and you don’t know it will?”

"Notification?"

Luciano thumped a little when he heard her questioning Chutian, but the two words of notification made him grasp the handle again: "Yes, I did know that Chutian went to London and where he lived, But why should I inform you? I have my arrangements, do you understand?"

"We advance and retreat together."

The woman in black silk seemed to know that she was exaggerating. Luciano is an important member of the Mafia, so he naturally didn't need to see Lian's face, so she could only mention the cooperative relationship: "Many of our interests are one, and Chutian is also our common interest." Enemy, the young master thought you would tell."

"That way we can help deal with him."

Luciano took out a cigar, waved his fingers lightly, and said, "No need! I've already made arrangements. Chutian will not be around for a few days. The reason why I didn't tell Lian Shao is because I can't make Chutian come to the public for the time being. News from Europe, White Paper Fan and I need to crucify him on the spot."

"If his whereabouts are leaked out, he will only be more careful."

His words can be regarded as an explanation to the Lian family: "Please go back and tell Young Master Lian that everything is under my control. If Chutian actually came to Europe, then he will never go back to the Celestial Dynasty. I will pay back ten times and a hundred times the humiliation I suffered in Hong Kong."

"Everything is under your control?"

The black-haired woman suddenly sneered, swept over something that was too late to take away on the ground, and replied, "Father, are you ashamed to say this? It seems that your subordinates haven't had time to tell you about the major events that just happened in London, so let me This outsider has a message for you."

"Heshengtang held a gang meeting, and the white paper fan was killed in the bathroom."

"What? Lao Bai is dead?"

The smile on Luciano's face seemed to have been beaten by someone, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. While opening and closing the mobile phone, he shouted in disbelief: "How could he be killed? Chu Tian Where do you have the guts to fight against the Three Kings? Aren't you afraid of provoking public anger?"

"Besides, there is Steward Fu as an internal response, who dares to kill the white paper fan?"

The corner of the black silk woman's mouth curled into a sneer, and she threw another bombshell: "The white paper fan was not killed by Chu Tian and the Three Kings, but by the four spies you sent to inquire about information. The sky has transferred the death of the white paper fan to the mafia without a trace."

"The Steward Fu you mentioned also pointed out that the white paper fan had cooperated with you."

When Luciano paused to make a call, the woman in black silk crossed her legs in a sultry gesture, and then added lightly: "Now the whole Hesheng Hall is in a turmoil, ready to crush your Lucy family, you'd better be on guard, So as not to be shot to death on the big bed."

Phone turned on, numerous missed calls and text messages.

Luciano glanced at the text message and confirmed that what the black silk woman said was true. He couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and muttered to himself: "How could this be? How could this be? I sent four spies to inquire about information, just wanting to Grasp the movement of the white paper fan at the first time, they..."

"Of course they won't kill the white paper fan."

The black-haired woman leaned forward, looked at the somewhat anxious priest and said, "They were just framed by Chu Tian and framed as scapegoats, but now everything is unclear, you have been tricked, when you decide to send spies to inquire , you have already been calculated by Chutian."

"No wonder!"

Luciano patted his head, a trace of pain flashed across his face: "No wonder I can hear the news that Lao Bai will be the king of the south, and the rumors are so true that the white paper fan has a private deal with the three kings, so it turns out that it is for me to Don't worry about sending someone to inquire, it's really hard to prevent Chu Tian from harming people."

"Otherwise, why is he called Young Marshal?"

The black silk woman stood up slowly, with a flash of amusement in her eyes: "Okay! I have already told you the matter, you should go back to the Lucy family to deal with this matter, Chu Tian actually pointed the finger at the mafia, then he I will definitely start a war against you and the Lucy family over this matter."

When Luciano looked ugly, the woman in black silk had already walked towards the door.

But when she was about to go out, she stopped and turned around: "Two suggestions!"

"First, from now on, it's best for everyone to be honest with each other and deal with Chutian together."

"Second, your bodyguards are really rubbish, it's time to replace them."

At this time, the frog, who was chasing the wrong direction and returning late, leaned on the car with a look of indifference and helplessness. More than a dozen brothers under his banner wanted to go back to the theater to join the various hall masters. They already knew who the murderer was. Mafia, so at a loss, I want to go back to the theater first.

But the frog resolutely stopped him: "Don't go back! You might die if you go back!"

"Butler Fu will not let us live, so we must not go back."