Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Mr. Scola, is there anything we can do for you?" The two men walked up to him and asked respectfully. After asking, they looked at Xia Yunjie unkindly.

"This gentleman from China is very interested in our ancient Roman gladiatorial games. If you take him out to experience it, I think he will be very grateful to you. But if you move a little more gently, I'm worried about this gentleman's body and bones." It will not be able to withstand the strong physique of our Romans." Scola said with a cruel and proud sneer on his lips when he saw his two bodyguards approaching.

"Mr. Scola, don't worry, we will definitely let this gentleman from China leave an indelible impression on our ancient Roman gladiator." The two men said with a ferocious smile on their faces.

"Mr. Scola, if you have something to say, my friend..." Although Scola did not directly mention that he wanted to beat Xia Yunjie up, this did not prevent Yang Xiaomei from understanding the meaning of his words. Yan said fearfully and anxiously.

"Ms. Yang, you can't treat one favorably. When your friend threatened me just now, you didn't speak for me." Scola said in a dark voice, his eyes scanning the sensitive parts of Yang Xiaomei's body more and more unscrupulously.

"Mr. Scola, I regret to tell you that you will probably spend the rest of your life in bed." Seeing that Scola ignored his warning at all, he not only called the bodyguards to deal with him, but also his old eyes were filled with lust. The ground kept spinning around Yang Xiaomei, a cold light flashed in Xia Yunjie's eyes, and he said lightly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie was still putting on such a big show at this time, Sister Zhao couldn't help but sneered: "Mr. Xia, you are so majestic? Do you think this is China? This is Rome, Italy. I advise you to hurry up. Apologize to Mr. Scola, it's too late, I'm afraid you won't even have time to cry."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xia, you'd better apologize to Mr. Scola quickly. This is a foreign country, not at home." Although Sister Zhao's words were sarcastic, she also reminded Yang Xiaomei and hurriedly advised.

"Haha, there is no difference between me at home and abroad. Miss Yang, we are destined to meet each other. Come on, come to my place and have a few drinks together." Xia Yunjie smiled faintly, pointed to where he was sitting just now and said.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie couldn't understand the situation at all, Yang Xiaomei really wanted to cry. She didn't understand that when they danced together, he was still a very smart and clever person, and even had a bit of humor. Even now, Yang Xiaomei still remembers that he called himself " Funny story about "a wage earner", how come he has turned into a complete idiot after not seeing each other for more than half a year. Sister Zhao, on the other hand, was looking at Xia Yunjie like an idiot, and even secretly lamented that this world is really unfair. People like this idiot can go abroad.

"It seems that this gentleman also has some problems here. Why are you still dazed about it? Take this gentleman out to blow the wind and wake up." Scola saw that his threats seemed to have no effect at all. The Chinese guy in front of him The young man was still pointing to his position to invite the woman he liked, but his old face finally fell completely.

When the two bodyguards saw their boss speaking again, they didn't dare to hesitate anymore. They showed two rows of white teeth at Xia Yunjie, then bullied him to the left and right, preparing to take Xia Yunjie away.

When Xia Yunjie saw the two bodyguards coming forward, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the witchcraft power in his body fluctuated a little. When he was about to secretly punish him, he suddenly saw two familiar figures walking towards this side in a hurry.

The two familiar figures were Mario and his bodyguard Joseph, who had met on the plane.

When Xia Yunjie saw these two people approaching, the witchcraft power in his body immediately receded like a tide.

When Xia Yunjie saw Mario and Joseph, Scola and his two bodyguards also saw Mario and Joseph. A trace of fear flashed uncontrollably in their eyes, and Scola stood up hurriedly. stand up.

"We are destined to meet each other everywhere. Mr. Xia, it seems that we are really destined." Mario strode forward and looked at Xia Yunjie and smiled happily, but there was a trace of awe in his eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Mario is quite knowledgeable about Chinese culture." Xia Yunjie said calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia. I only found out the meaning of this word after hearing what you said about fate and asking a Chinese friend for advice. I think it is fate that we meet again now. I don't know if I understand it correctly." ?" Mario said modestly.

"Is this the hotel you're talking about?" Xia Yunjie asked without answering.

"Yes, Mr. Xia." Mario replied.

"It seems that we are actually somewhat destined." Xia Yunjie nodded and said. He had to admit that he was somewhat destined to be Mario, one of the eleven giants of the Italian Mafia.

We happened to meet each other on a plane, stayed at a hotel and stayed at a hotel run by him.

Mario couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Xia Yunjie nodding and admitting that he was destined to be with him. He had pestered Xia Yunjie on the plane just now, but Xia Yunjie said that saving his life was already fate, but whether he could cure his disease would depend on other fates. Initially, Mario thought there was no hope, but he didn't expect that the fate mentioned by the Chinese was really wonderful. He actually met this Eastern god again, his savior, and of course the devil from hell in Joseph's eyes.

While Mario was overjoyed, there was one person whose heart was in a state of panic and cold sweat was pouring down his back. Scola may not know who is the Italian Prime Minister, but he cannot help but know who Mario is. In Italy, Scola does not have to sell the face of the prime minister, but there is a person whose face he has to hold high. If he is told something, he will do something, and if he is told something, he will do something. This person is Mario. Because he is one of the eleven giants of the Italian Mafia, he is the real boss behind the Gucci company.

However, Mario, who was full of joy, did not notice Scola's uneasy expression. Seeing Xia Yunjie nodding yes, he couldn't help but curiously asked Scola: "Scola, do you also know Mr. Xia?" ?"

"I, I..." Mario's words made Scola suddenly break out in cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Sister Zhao didn't know who Mario was at first, but she was secretly surprised when she saw that young man Xia Yunjie actually knew a local. Now when she saw Mario, she asked him just one sentence, which made Scola sweat on his forehead and his legs trembled. Only then did he suddenly realize that Mr. Mario in front of him probably had a very powerful background, and his face suddenly turned a little pale.

If this is the case, it is not difficult for Sister Zhao to imagine that she may have done a very stupid thing just now.

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