City Marshal

The wind in Rome is dry with a strong religious flavor.

When Chutian arrived at the place arranged by the mafia, Pu Wenluo had already 'woke up' and was sitting in a wheelchair leading more than 20 mafia leaders to greet him. He was not surprised to see that there was no silver-haired butler in the convoy. He also didn't take the opportunity to frame Chu Tian for killing the old housekeeper.

The eyes of the two exchanged, playful, too much tacit understanding.

"Young Marshal, you must be scolding me in your heart for not going to greet me in person, right?"

To Chutian's surprise, Pu Wenluo threw out such a nonsensical remark in public. The autumn wind blew Pu Wenluo's gorgeous clothes, and suddenly this old man had an indescribable solemn aura. Many people thought that The Godfather is old and lacks the ambitions of old.

Only Chu Tian knew that this old guy was still scheming.

Chutian waved his hand lightly: "How dare Chutian scold the godfather?" Even though he said that, there was still a wry smile on Chutian's face. He really scolded Pu Wenluo in his heart just now, and this old fox played a game casually. With no tricks, he pulled out a pawn that he had painstakingly managed.

How could he not feel sorry for all the hard work in the past?

"Young commander, you have worked hard all the way."

When the guards pushed the wheelchair forward, Pu Wenluo raised a bright smile, and then coughed twice intentionally. A trace of sarcasm flashed across the corner of Chutian's mouth, and he took a few steps forward to shake hands with him gently: "The godfather is hardworking!" Ah, for the sake of friendship between the two gangs, I came to preside over the overall situation as soon as I woke up."

"Where, where."

Pu Wenluo waved his uninjured right hand, and his smile remained undiminished, saying: "My tiredness and injury are nothing compared to the fact that the young commander flew from London to Rome without hesitation and fear of danger. It doesn't matter if I bleed a little bit and work harder."

Chu Tian laughed loudly: "Godfather really has a heart of benevolence."

Pu Wenluo also let out a hearty laugh: "Compared to the sincerity of the young commander, it is inferior."

Although Chutian and Pu Wenluo exchanged only a few short words of greeting, there was already a sneer back and forth in the middle of it, and the words of the superior who were full of deep meaning fell on the ears of the rest, but they were not nutritious. Young commander, take a rest in the back garden first."

"I'll meet you personally at noon."

Chu Tian didn't hesitate at all, and nodded in response: "Okay!"

Then he led the people to walk back with Pu Wenluo, and continued to chat and laugh a few words during the period, but neither of them talked about the whereabouts of the old housekeeper, nor did they break the unhappy piece of paper, only a few mafia The leader noticed the clue, and then looked around for the silver-haired butler.

Compared with the simple facade in the front, the back garden is much more luxurious and gorgeous, and the security is also stricter than the front yard. It is surrounded by tall and thick walls, and the patrolling mafia guards basically walk there every 15 minutes. , because of the continuous assassination incidents these days.

So every guard has a short spear, and looks like he is facing a big enemy.

"Young Marshal, I have read some ancient Chinese books these days."

On the way, Pu Wenluo suddenly changed the subject: "I especially like Lao Tzu's theory, which emphasizes inaction and governance. I don't want to compete with others for the world. For me, I can drink and watch every day. Look at the scenery, listen to the music, eat delicious food..."

"It's the happiest life ever."

Pu Wenluo's face became heavy and he said with a hint of helplessness: "To be honest, I don't want to be a godfather. Being a godfather is tiring and not fun. It's a hard job, but I can't stop being a godfather, because if I don't, I will be a godfather." I was killed by others and there is no body left, and I don't want to die."

Chu Tian smiled faintly: "Godfather, what exactly do you want to say?"

In fact, he knew in his heart that Pu Wenluo's posture was just to appear innocent.

That is to say, within the time of talking, the two had arrived at the back garden hall. People on both sides stopped knowingly and gave up the space to two veritable bosses. This is an extraordinary hall, facing a spacious and beautiful courtyard. There is also a platform pool and rockery kiosk in the center.

There are also many flowers and trees dotted, and under the blowing of the cold wind, there are fallen leaves fluttering in the air from time to time like butterflies. Chu Tian couldn't help feeling that Pu Wenluo really enjoyed it, and then heard Pu Wenluo add: "Young commander, I have nothing I just want to spend the rest of my life in Italy."

"It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

There was a hint of helplessness on Pu Wenluo's face: "I have no intention of killing a tiger, and a tiger hurts others. I don't want to get involved in the dispute between you and the Sun King, but in the end I became the biggest sufferer. The Sun King pretended to be handsome. The army attacked me and triggered a war between the handsome army and the mafia, and the young commander also..."

Having said that, he didn't go any further, but looked at Chutian peacefully. Chutian knew his hidden meaning, but he didn't lead him by the nose, but directly turned to the topic: "I just know that the godfather is indifferent to the world. The mind of fighting, this time I just flew to Europe from London."

"Godfather, the matter is very simple. I will show my sincerity first."

Chu Tian said with a flat expression: "Everyone will still abide by the three-year agreement signed in the past. Well water will not interfere with river water. Any disputes will be handled by you and me personally. I, Chu Tian, ​​will compensate the mafia losses caused by this conflict. As for You don't need to bear the loss of Shuai Jun."

Without stopping at all, Chu Tian added a few more words: "I will give you all the territory of France and Germany, and all the halls established by Shuai Jun in these two countries will be evacuated. Mr. Pu Wenluo, do you know if these conditions are enough? I think it's enough to make up for your hurt and explain to your brother?"

There was a hint of surprise in Pu Wenluo's eyes. He didn't expect Chutian to do such a good job. The handsome army who had the upper hand not only took all the losses, but also gave him the two major territories of France and Germany. This shows that Chutian is really sincere. Completely, but still kept calm despite being tempted: "Young commander, I would like to add one more small condition."

Chutian didn't wait for Pu Wenluo to say what the small condition was, so he waved his hand to stop him from speaking: "Mr. This 100 billion is more suitable for the godfather, what will the godfather want?"

Without the need for the other party to say it, Chu Tian knew that this small condition was the head of the old housekeeper. Although the latter was no longer of great value in the past, it could still bring benefits to the army. More importantly, Chu Tian could not kill the housekeeper to give Pu Wenluo, so he directly spent a lot of money to buy people.

"100 billion? Young commander, it's really a good job."

Pu Wenluo showed a complex expression on his face, nodded slightly and replied: "I now understand why the young marshal can become a huge cohesion center, spending tens of billions for a dying person of little value, how can this be the courage of ordinary people ? I think he will die with peace.”

Chu Tian didn't listen to the flattery: "So, the godfather agreed?"

"Please allow me to think about this matter. How about talking about it another day?"

Pu Wenluo pushed the wheelchair to the outside and said with a smile: "Young commander, you are very tired just after getting off the plane. Let's rest here first. I will come to meet the young commander at noon. Don't worry, there are thick brick walls and countless guards here. Let alone the Sun King, it is difficult for flies to fly in."

Chu Tian looked around at the surrounding brick walls and guards, and replied meaningfully: "It is indeed impenetrable, but I also feel a bit like a prison, godfather, you said that if the enemy surrounds us and cuts off support, we will Not a turtle in a urn? Can only wait to die!"

"Young commander is serious!"

Pu Wenluo chuckled and waved his hands: "Who can kill the young commander? Who can stop the young commander?"

Chu Tian smiled and didn't speak any more. After sending Pu Wenluo away, he lay on the sofa to rest, recalling Pu Wenluo's various behaviors. He knew that the latter was walking on the wall, and was ready to fall into his own or the undefeated camp at any time. Tian sighed: "Old Pu, don't play tricks."

"Although I don't want to kill you, it doesn't mean I can't kill you."

At the same time, the leader of the guards was talking to Pu Wenluo: "Godfather, why don't we accept Chutian's 100 billion? Although the old housekeeper is a traitor, he is of little value to us. , The value of killing him is not worth 100 billion."

"What do you know?"

Pu Wenluo said lightly: "I've been waiting for an excuse."

"Now it's finally here..." The wind in Rome is a little dry, but also has a strong religious atmosphere.

When Chutian arrived at the place arranged by the mafia, Pu Wenluo had already 'woke up' and was sitting in a wheelchair leading more than 20 mafia leaders to greet him. He was not surprised to see that there was no silver-haired butler in the convoy. He also didn't take the opportunity to frame Chu Tian for killing the old housekeeper.

The eyes of the two exchanged, playful, too much tacit understanding.

"Young Marshal, you must be scolding me in your heart for not going to greet me in person, right?"

To Chutian's surprise, Pu Wenluo threw out such a nonsensical remark in public. The autumn wind blew Pu Wenluo's gorgeous clothes, and suddenly this old man had an indescribable solemn aura. Many people thought that The Godfather is old and lacks the ambitions of old.

Only Chu Tian knew that this old guy was still scheming.

Chutian waved his hand lightly: "How dare Chutian scold the godfather?" Even though he said that, there was still a wry smile on Chutian's face. He really scolded Pu Wenluo in his heart just now, and this old fox played a game casually. With no tricks, he pulled out a pawn that he had painstakingly managed.

How could he not feel sorry for all the hard work in the past?

"Young commander, you have worked hard all the way."

When the guards pushed the wheelchair forward, Pu Wenluo raised a bright smile, and then coughed twice intentionally. A trace of sarcasm flashed across the corner of Chutian's mouth, and he took a few steps forward to shake hands with him gently: "The godfather is hardworking!" Ah, for the sake of friendship between the two gangs, I came to preside over the overall situation as soon as I woke up."

"Where, where."

Pu Wenluo waved his uninjured right hand, and his smile remained undiminished, saying: "My tiredness and injury are nothing compared to the fact that the young commander flew from London to Rome without hesitation and fear of danger. It doesn't matter if I bleed a little bit and work harder."

Chu Tian laughed loudly: "Godfather really has a heart of benevolence."

Pu Wenluo also let out a hearty laugh: "Compared to the sincerity of the young commander, it is inferior."

Although Chutian and Pu Wenluo exchanged only a few short words of greeting, there was already a sneer back and forth in the middle of it, and the words of the superior who were full of deep meaning fell on the ears of the rest, but they were not nutritious. Young commander, take a rest in the back garden first."

"I'll meet you personally at noon."

Chu Tian didn't hesitate at all, and nodded in response: "Okay!"

Then he led the people to walk back with Pu Wenluo, and continued to chat and laugh a few words during the period, but neither of them talked about the whereabouts of the old housekeeper, nor did they break the unhappy piece of paper, only a few mafia The leader noticed the clue, and then looked around for the silver-haired butler.

Compared with the simple facade in the front, the back garden is much more luxurious and gorgeous, and the security is also stricter than the front yard. It is surrounded by tall and thick walls, and the patrolling mafia guards basically walk there every 15 minutes. , because of the continuous assassination incidents these days.

So every guard has a short spear, and looks like he is facing a big enemy.

"Young Marshal, I have read some ancient Chinese books these days."

On the way, Pu Wenluo suddenly changed the subject: "I especially like Lao Tzu's theory, which emphasizes inaction and governance. I don't want to compete with others for the world. For me, I can drink and watch every day. Look at the scenery, listen to the music, eat delicious food..."

"It's the happiest life ever."

Pu Wenluo's face became heavy and he said with a hint of helplessness: "To be honest, I don't want to be a godfather. Being a godfather is tiring and not fun. It's a hard job, but I can't stop being a godfather, because if I don't, I will be a godfather." I was killed by others and there is no body left, and I don't want to die."

Chu Tian smiled faintly: "Godfather, what exactly do you want to say?"

In fact, he knew in his heart that Pu Wenluo's posture was just to appear innocent.

That is to say, within the time of talking, the two had arrived at the back garden hall. People on both sides stopped knowingly and gave up the space to two veritable bosses. This is an extraordinary hall, facing a spacious and beautiful courtyard. There is also a platform pool and rockery kiosk in the center.

There are also many flowers and trees dotted, and under the blowing of the cold wind, there are fallen leaves fluttering in the air from time to time like butterflies. Chu Tian couldn't help feeling that Pu Wenluo really enjoyed it, and then heard Pu Wenluo add: "Young commander, I have nothing I just want to spend the rest of my life in Italy."

"It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

There was a hint of helplessness on Pu Wenluo's face: "I have no intention of killing a tiger, and a tiger hurts others. I don't want to get involved in the dispute between you and the Sun King, but in the end I became the biggest sufferer. The Sun King pretended to be handsome. The army attacked me and triggered a war between the handsome army and the mafia, and the young commander also..."

Having said that, he didn't go any further, but looked at Chutian peacefully. Chutian knew his hidden meaning, but he didn't lead him by the nose, but directly turned to the topic: "I just know that the godfather is indifferent to the world. The mind of fighting, this time I just flew to Europe from London."

"Godfather, the matter is very simple. I will show my sincerity first."

Chu Tian said with a flat expression: "Everyone will still abide by the three-year agreement signed in the past. Well water will not interfere with river water. Any disputes will be handled by you and me personally. I, Chu Tian, ​​will compensate the mafia losses caused by this conflict. As for You don't need to bear the loss of Shuai Jun."

Without stopping at all, Chu Tian added a few more words: "I will give you all the territory of France and Germany, and all the halls established by Shuai Jun in these two countries will be evacuated. Mr. Pu Wenluo, do you know if these conditions are enough? I think it's enough to make up for your hurt and explain to your brother?"

There was a hint of surprise in Pu Wenluo's eyes. He didn't expect Chutian to do such a good job. The handsome army who had the upper hand not only took all the losses, but also gave him the two major territories of France and Germany. This shows that Chutian is really sincere. Completely, but still kept calm despite being tempted: "Young commander, I would like to add one more small condition."

Chutian didn't wait for Pu Wenluo to say what the small condition was, so he waved his hand to stop him from speaking: "Mr. This 100 billion is more suitable for the godfather, what will the godfather want?"

Without the need for the other party to say it, Chu Tian knew that this small condition was the head of the old housekeeper. Although the latter was no longer of great value in the past, it could still bring benefits to the army. More importantly, Chu Tian could not kill the housekeeper to give Pu Wenluo, so he directly spent a lot of money to buy people.

"100 billion? Young commander, it's really a good job."

Pu Wenluo showed a complex expression on his face, nodded slightly and replied: "I now understand why the young marshal can become a huge cohesion center, spending tens of billions for a dying person of little value, how can this be the courage of ordinary people ? I think he will die with peace.”

Chu Tian didn't listen to the flattery: "So, the godfather agreed?"

"Please allow me to think about this matter. How about talking about it another day?"

Pu Wenluo pushed the wheelchair to the outside and said with a smile: "Young commander, you are very tired just after getting off the plane. Let's rest here first. I will come to meet the young commander at noon. Don't worry, there are thick brick walls and countless guards here. Let alone the Sun King, it is difficult for flies to fly in."

Chu Tian looked around at the surrounding brick walls and guards, and replied meaningfully: "It is indeed impenetrable, but I also feel a bit like a prison, godfather, you said that if the enemy surrounds us and cuts off support, we will Not a turtle in a urn? Can only wait to die!"

"Young commander is serious!"

Pu Wenluo chuckled and waved his hands: "Who can kill the young commander? Who can stop the young commander?"

Chu Tian smiled and didn't speak any more. After sending Pu Wenluo away, he lay on the sofa to rest, recalling Pu Wenluo's various behaviors. He knew that the latter was walking on the wall, and was ready to fall into his own or the undefeated camp at any time. Tian sighed: "Old Pu, don't play tricks."

"Although I don't want to kill you, it doesn't mean I can't kill you."

At the same time, the leader of the guards was talking to Pu Wenluo: "Godfather, why don't we accept Chutian's 100 billion? Although the old housekeeper is a traitor, he is of little value to us. , The value of killing him is not worth 100 billion."

"What do you know?"

Pu Wenluo said lightly: "I've been waiting for an excuse."

"Now finally there is..."