Diary of the life of a working wizard

Mario saw that Scola was hesitating for a long time and couldn't even speak a word. He also found that there were two sturdy bodyguards standing behind Xia Yunjie. After spending a long time in the world, he suddenly thought of something. He was covered in fat. His flesh trembled uncontrollably, his face suddenly darkened, his eyes stared at Scola sternly, and he said coldly: "Scola, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Xia is my most beloved Mario. Distinguished guest, I hope you have not done anything rude to Mr. Xia before?"

As soon as Mario said these words, Scola suddenly started sweating profusely, his legs were shaking even more violently, and his mouth suddenly became sharper to save his life: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mario, I didn't know Mr. Xia was you. Guest, there was a little verbal conflict just now, I solemnly apologize to you and him."

As he spoke, Scola bowed deeply to Mario and Xia Yunjie. When he bowed, there was a big drop of sweat hanging on the tip of his nose, which shone brightly under the light. The light almost stung Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao. Unable to open eyes.

They never dreamed that just because of Mario's words, the design director of a world-class luxury brand and a world-class design master, just now he was sure of Yang Xiaomei, and even boasted that he was friends with many big-name Hollywood directors. Mr. Scola, he lowered his noble head without hesitation in public.

But what surprised them even more was what was behind them. When Mr. Mario saw that he had been right, his fat body trembled uncontrollably again. He glared at Scola fiercely, and then turned to Xia Yunjie. When he turned to Xia Yunjie, his eyes clearly showed a hint of panic.

Mario had no reason not to panic, because he was the boss behind the Gucci company. In other words, Scola was his man. Of course, this is not the key. The key thing is that Xia Yunjie is not only a magical oriental god, but also a demon from hell in Joseph's mouth. Neither Mario nor Joseph dared to imagine what a terrible result would be if this seemingly delicate and elegant Chinese young man was angered.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, about this matter..." Mario was like Scola, with a glistening drop of sweat hanging on the tip of his nose, and apologized to Xia Yunjie in panic.

The Mafia is a ubiquitous underground organization in Italy. It is present among dignitaries and ordinary people. There are even rumors that Italian Prime Minister Berrisconi has an "affair" with the Mafia. Throughout the late 19th century, Don Vito, the legendary godfather of the Mafia, was regarded as a god by Sicilian people. Wherever he went, he was respected by thousands of people. He even dared to challenge the then Italian dictator Mussolini to fight, although in the end Although he was imprisoned, he was proud of his defeat. When the American and British forces landed in Sicily in World War II, they had to cooperate with the mafia to fight. Regardless of whether all this is exaggerated, it is not difficult to see from these rumors that the Mafia has become a part of Italian life and culture. Sometimes they are also considered to be the second government of Italy, and sometimes the second government can even Solve problems more effectively than real government.

Mario is one of the eleven giants of Italy's "Second Government". Although he dare not say that he can cover the sky with just one hand in Italy, he is definitely a powerful figure ranking high on the Italian power list. It's just that he is different from those politicians. Their power is exposed to the public, but Mario's power is hidden in the dark, which also makes him less constrained in the use of power.

Regarding this, other people dining on the terrace, including Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao, may not know or recognize him, but Scola and his two bodyguards vaguely know something about it, especially Scola. A person of higher level knows more. But they never dreamed that such a powerful figure high on the power list would apologize to a young Chinese man in person for Scola's disrespectful behavior, and his attitude was still so sincere and frightening.

For a moment, Mario's actions made Scola and his two bodyguards feel that their limbs were cold and they were covered in cold sweat. Scola especially remembered that he had dared to ask his bodyguards to take Xia Yunjie to see a "gladiation fight" in ancient Rome. His upper and lower teeth couldn't help but chatter.

"I didn't expect Scola to be yours. It seems that we are really destined, Mr. Mario. But I hate being destined to you, because your people ruined my good mood tonight and hurt me." The dignity of this friend." But what made Scola and others even more unexpected and frightened was that even though Mario, such a distinguished person in Italy, apologized to Xia Yunjie in person, the other party interrupted Mario unceremoniously and said Expressing dissatisfaction and disgust at meeting him.

In the eyes of Scola and others, Xia Yunjie's behavior was either crazy or extremely terrifying.

Looking at Mario's fearful performance, the latter is obviously more likely.

But how is this possible? But regardless of the possibility, Scola knew that he was dead this time.

Sure enough, although Xia Yunjie interrupted Mario rudely, Mario was not angry at all, but became more and more trembling, and said politely: "Dear Mr. Xia, I apologize to you and your friends for Scola's offense. I sincerely apologize, and Mr. Scola will definitely get the punishment he deserves for his rudeness tonight."

"Mr. Scola seems to like bed sports as much as you do, so let him stay in bed." Xia Yunjie saw Mario saying this, but he was too lazy to take action himself and said lightly.

“Mr.

Compared to calming down the anger of such a terrible person like Xia Yunjie, Scola spending the second half of his life in bed was just a trivial matter.

Seeing that what Xia Yunjie said before came true in a blink of an eye, Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao couldn't help but open their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces, especially the latter. She was in disbelief and at the same time scared to death. Her attitude just now was also very bad. ah. You must know that Scola is a figure in the Italian upper class, but now he only needs a word from him, and she is just a little girl in a foreign country. If people really want to do something to her, that's not it. Shouldn't the sky and the earth be called intolerable?

When Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were in shock, Scola was almost paralyzed with fear. He no longer cared about the public, and said hysterically: "Mr. Mario, you can't do this to me, you can't do this to me, I only……"

But before Scola finished speaking, Joseph had already walked up and hugged Scola's shoulders like a good friend, but his other hand was already holding a pistol, dark The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Scola's waist under the cover of his clothes.

"If you still want to have a chance to talk in the future, then shut up now and follow me out." Joseph whispered.

On the terrace, the music was playing melodiously, and the guests were drinking and chatting separately, and there was no way to detect Joseph's actions. But Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were nearby, but how could they not hear Joseph's threatening words? Even inadvertently, they could faintly see the black barrel of the gun slightly exposed under the cover of their clothes.

Immediately, Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were so scared that they covered their mouths, their delicate bodies were shaking, and their eyes were as wide as goldfish eyes.

They have never seen such a scene in their lives

When Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were trembling in shock, Scola, with the cold muzzle of the gun against him, finally looked like a deflated ball, hunched over, dragging his weak and trembling legs to follow Joseph outside. Walking away, at this time, he didn't have any of the high-spiritedness that had just dominated Yang Xiaomei, and he didn't have any of the temperament of a fashion master. At this time, he was just a pitiful little old man.

When looking at Scola's old back looking particularly pitiful against Joseph's strong body, Xia Yunjie couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, and secretly asked himself, have I become more cruel and ruthless recently?

But when he thought that Scola, an old foreign man, dared to unspoken rules for Chinese women, and was also the first dance partner in his life, Xia Yunjie felt particularly unhappy.

“Mr.

Hearing this, Xia Yunjie glanced at Yang Xiaomei in surprise, and then a trace of appreciation and smile appeared in his eyes. He nodded and said: "You are the person involved in this matter. Since you say so, then I will let this old guy go. But But we can’t let him go in vain.”

Xia Yunjie turned to Mario and said, "Since my friend intercedes, let Scola come back."

After saying that, Xia Yunjie smiled at Yang Xiaomei and said, "Miss Yang, can we sit down and have a few drinks together now?"

"Yes, of course." Yang Xiaomei saw that Xia Yunjie let Scola go as soon as she opened her mouth, and saw that he invited her to have a few drinks again. She couldn't help being flattered, and nodded hurriedly, her heart beating unsatisfactorily. .

"Mr. Xia, I'm sorry, I, I..." When Sister Zhao saw Xia Yunjie inviting Yang Xiaomei to drink together, she didn't know what to do for a moment. Of course, she was even more afraid that Xia Yunjie would ask someone to deal with her like he did with Scola before.

"Don't worry, I won't settle a score with you, but I don't want to see you now." Xia Yunjie saw Sister Zhao looking at him and hesitating, completely different from the other person, he frowned slightly and said with disgust on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia. You and Xiao Mei can chat slowly. I'll go back to the room right away. Go back to the room." Seeing Xia Yunjie say this, Sister Zhao said hurriedly as the stone hanging in her heart finally fell.

When Sister Zhao left in a hurry, Xia Yunjie had already returned to his place with Yang Xiaomei.

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