The Former Wife Came to the Door

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15 o'clock in the afternoon, the fifth

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The three of them didn't wait long, and the big man who just ran in to report back came out: "Mr. Botricourt told you to go in."

Xi Siyu thanked politely in French: "Thank you for the introduction, brother."

The big man was originally vicious, but when he saw such a beautiful oriental beauty as Xi Siyu, no one could be angry, so he reminded him kindly: "Mr. Botricourt has been in a bad mood these two days. I scanned my face, but I don’t know who the enemy is, and I’m furious now. Although you are friends from Japan, you should be careful. Mr. Botricourt started the fire and refused to recognize his relatives, let alone business partners, even brothers. He'll kick it up too."

Si Siyu smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me." Turning to face Li Hui, her expression immediately became a little scared: "Mr. Li, this French brother said that Mr. Botricourt has a bad temper, and I'm in a bad mood recently, are we really going to meet this kind of mafia? I'm... still a little scared."

Li Hui grinned and said: "Don't be afraid, my uncle has already thought of a way to fool Botricourt... Cough, no, this uncle has already thought of a way to get along with the French people in a friendly way. Not only will he not attack us, he will also They will regard us as lucky stars from heaven, Xiao Siyu, let's go!"

The three of them followed the big man to the back of the club, and then passed through the door on the first floor. It was much quieter here, and the voices of the punks playing billiards and game consoles outside could not be heard. There was a quiet small room here, a group of dressed In a black suit, wearing sunglasses, a burly French man sat in the room, with playing cards and pistols thrown on the table.As soon as Li Hui and the others walked into the room, the men in black suits cast fierce glances.

However, what Li Hui is most afraid of in this world is the big man in black suit, because none of the big men in black suit that Li Hui has come into contact with recently has done anything decent, and their behavior is completely inconsistent with the five big men in black suits. The majestic big characters are purely a bunch of teasers.

Li Hui looked at the big men in black suits with wise, gentle, kind, sympathetic, and compassionate eyes, and said with a smile: "Comrades, you have worked hard!"

The big guys in black suits couldn’t help being shocked when they saw his calm look: I heard that people from the Japanese gangster Takeda-gumi were coming to pay a visit to Mr. Beautricourt, so we purposely gave him a chance to show him the majesty of the French Mafia. I didn't expect this kid to be quite a shocker. Not only is he not afraid of our fierce gaze, but he also looks at us like a child, tsk tsk, it seems that there are powerful figures in the Japanese gangsters!

The men in black suits paid respect to Li Hui, but they didn't dare to underestimate him.

Passing through these teasing big guys and entering a small room, Li Hui and his party finally met Mr. Botricourt, a middle-aged French man in his forties, wearing a suit, blonde hair, two With a strange mustache, maybe he lost his temper just now, his face was very red, full of angry expressions, even when facing the business partners of the Japanese Takeda Group, he didn't intend to hide his emotions, he slapped the table hard, Make a bumping sound.

Joan of Arc only glanced at him, then sighed in a low voice: "It's not General Botricourt, it's just the same name."

Li Hui secretly laughed in his heart: Isn't that nonsense?As I said just now, people who believe in Catholicism cannot be reincarnated.In the next life, if you ask him to believe in Buddhism, he will be able to reincarnate in the six realms, but it is hard to say whether he can reincarnate into an adult, or he will be reincarnated as a cheap, cough... no, it is a sword!

Mr. Botricourt said impatiently to Li Hui and his party: "What are the people from the Takeda Group looking for me for? Isn't this month's business done? I've already delivered the pistols, and I'll order the payment as well." Cleared up, shouldn't the next transaction be next month?"

Xi Siyu was taken aback by the fierce aura of the mafia boss, shrank behind Li Hui, and translated pitifully.

Li Hui protected his little beauty, and said with a smile: "Mr. Botricourt, I didn't come to you to discuss business."

"Why don't you talk about business? I'm bored right now." Mr. Botricourt slapped the table loudly: "A group of damn rats dare to make trouble on my site, and dare to wear Medieval armor caused trouble! Damn, it must be some ignorant stowaways, or ignorant young people who did it, fuck, young people nowadays are ignorant, robbing on my site and dare to engage in cosplay, this How much do you look down on our mafia? Fuck, who am I to find, I will take off his balls and stuff them into his mouth."

As he spoke, he kicked the big guy who led the way: "Bastard, what are you still standing here for? Go find me! Find those cosplay dicks, if you want to meet people, I want to see a dead body, fuck!"

This person's temper is really irritable, he keeps swearing, and beats his opponents randomly. Fortunately, he also knows that the people in the Takeda group are business partners and can't act recklessly. Otherwise, he will also kick Li Hui, and a bully will happen The tragedy of the bloodbath of the French Mafia.

Li Hui said with a smile: "Mr. Botrikul, I don't think you need to be so anxious. I'm here to visit you this time, just to send you information about those cosplay psychopaths."

"Oh?" Mr. Botricourt was overjoyed, clapped his hands on the table, and almost jumped up: "What are you talking about? Do you know the information about those idiots?"

Based on the guiding principle of trying to fool foreign friends, Li Hui began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "I witnessed the attack on the convenience store that night, and we Japanese shouldn't care about it. Nosy. Our Takeda group has a very close relationship with Mr. Botrecourt. It can be said that they are close friends. They are the best partners in the business field. With that kind of cosplay information, it’s specially sent to Mr. Botricourt.”

"Wow, that's great! Very good." Mr. Botricourt was overjoyed: "Come on, tell me quickly, where are those bastards hiding, I will kill them all, not a single one Keep."

Li Hui laughed and said: "Mr. Botrikuer, I leaked their information. If they find out afterwards, they will definitely retaliate against me desperately. Therefore, what you said just now must be counted. Stay, you must kill them all."

A vicious and violent look flashed across Mr. Botricourt's face: "Hmph, if this group of rubbish dares to make trouble in my territory, none of them will survive. I will lose if I run away! I will be the mafia boss of all generations. The portrait, eat your own socks. So, you can rest assured that you will not leave any trouble, our French mafia will definitely keep what we say."

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"Yoxi, yoxi, since Mr. Botricourt said so firmly, I have nothing to be afraid of. Those guys are all working to death, hahahaha!" Li Hui laughed.

Mr. Botrakuer suddenly sweated profusely: "I said brother from Japan, do you speak Japanese? Although this beautiful translator sounds good after translating, I feel that your words are polite and gentle, but you speak The facial expressions and intonation, why don’t you feel that it doesn’t match the content? Moreover, I always feel that it doesn’t sound like Japanese.”

"Nani?" Li Hui sweated profusely, and hurriedly said, "Of course I'm talking about Diganhuo in Japanese! Missi Missi, it's definitely Diganhuo in Japanese. You must trust me, Smecta!"

Mr. Botrikul scratched his head: No, is Smecta Japanese?Uh, maybe, maybe, maybe...

"Mr. Botricourt, don't pay attention to those details, let's talk about the group of rats." Li Hui changed the topic solemnly: "According to the information of our Takeda group, they are a group of Catholic fanatics who smuggled in from England." Right-wingers, who murdered and robbed in the UK, committed all kinds of crimes, were strongly suppressed by the British authorities, and when they had nowhere to go, they smuggled to France and hid in a small church..."

Li Hui opened Google Maps, pointed to a church on the map and said, "It's right here. They hide in the basement of this church during the day. At night, they come out to kill people and steal money. They take pleasure in brutally killing French people. Treat all French people as demons in hell, and after killing people, they still shout 'this is the guidance of the Holy Light', 'God gives me strength' and other evil words."

Mr. Botricourt sweated profusely: "So perverted? How crazy is this meow? I hate these religious fanatics the most."

He spoke French, which Joan of Arc could understand. When she heard "these religious fanatics are the most annoying", she couldn't help sweating profusely. Chaoji wanted to stand up and argue, but Sisiyu stopped her and quietly He shook his head, signaling her not to move.

Joan of Arc thought about it seriously. She more or less felt that this era was significantly different from the Middle Ages. The coexistence of multiple religions could already explain the problem, so she forcibly suppressed her dissatisfaction and obediently remained silent.

Li Hui continued to flicker in a serious manner: "These religious fanatics total about [-] people, all of them are wearing heavy armor, and they are also very agile. It is not difficult to defeat them, but it is very difficult to kill them all. Once one of them escapes and they hide in the reinforced concrete urban jungle, there may be a lot of trouble, and Mr. Botricourt must be careful about this."

"En!" Mr. Botricourt nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I also said just now, if one goes away, I will eat my own socks in front of the portraits of the mafia bosses of the past generations." He pointed at The big man next to him said in a deep voice: "Go call someone, bring your weapons, and bring everyone with you."

Li Hui sweated: "You want to bring a big guy? A massacre of [-] people won't cause big problems?"

After hearing this, Mr. Botricourt couldn't help being stunned. Yes, although the Mafia is a fortress, if there is a large-scale battle in the urban area that massacres two hundred people, I'm afraid it will have to cast a huge encirclement net. , The gunshots will not be low, maybe the grenade and the bazooka will have to be carried out, and the police will definitely be alarmed. I am afraid that they will be traced by the police for a long time afterwards, and they will never escape.He couldn't help but said depressedly: "Then what should we do?"

Li Hui smiled and said: "This matter can be started from the priest of that church, well, I think, that guy seems to be called Pierre Cochon. Now the group of religious fanatics are all in Pierre Cochon's Under the command, they hide during the day and only come out at night. We can go to the church during the day, first control Pierre Cochon, point a gun to his head and ask him to cooperate with us, and fool the knights into the city outside the effective area, and then line up to shoot, that would be foolproof."

Mr. Botricourt was overjoyed and said: "Okay, this plan is perfect! Just do it! Call someone, call someone quickly, let's go visit that priest first, hehehe."