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On it was the warning letter issued by the thug named Vic Saluzzo about his upcoming terrorist attack.

Why...is he so confident? !

He blatantly foretells the time, as if he had no one in his eyes, and told everyone that he will launch an explosive attack on the core control area of Palermo at [-]:[-] noon.

In other words, this is also a kind of naked contempt for the major families in Palermo.

Don't pay attention to them at all...

Unscrupulous.

This is his assessment.

But that Volper does have the ability to despise the major families in Palermo.

The Rossetti family, an ally of the Texas family, has no conflicts with Vic Saluzzo, and the two will not interfere with each other, and everything they want to do to the city of Palermo will not violate Rossetti's etiquette.

The Saluzzo family, n anj in, the outer group tumor zero er two ③ IV Scar Ba IV and the Bellone family were already blown up when they were at the base camp Volsini, let alone Wei Ke Saluzzo has the right to despise them.

As for the other families below these three that are not even ranked in the Gray Hall, they are even more unworthy of him.

"... Ask the people below to strengthen their vigilance. From now on, the number of guards in the core control area will be increased to three times the usual number. In addition, go to the City Defense Department to apply for drone support. In short, to strengthen vigilance, Vic must not let Saluzzo has succeeded!"

The Minister of Urban Construction gave such instructions to the secretary on the other end of the phone. After hanging up the phone, he stared at the letter paper on the table with serious eyes.

Vic Saluzzo...

What exactly do you want to do?

am11:49.

The inner city of Palermo, the residence of the Saluzzo family.

"Mr. Alberto..." Luper, dressed in a white suit, walked into the office and put the envelope with gilt patterns on the table. "What we just found at the door should be a letter from Vic Saluzzo."

"Oh?" Alberto responded inexplicably, unhurriedly opened the envelope, and looked at the handwritten Syracuse cursive on the letter.

【At seven o'clock in the evening, the central square is waiting for your visit. 】

"It's just like his father... he can write well." Alberto put the letter paper aside.

"Mr. Alberto...what shall we do?"

"How to do it? Hmph..." Alberto's mouth curled up slightly. "Don't you just want to step on me, make a name for yourself, and then create momentum for that little wolf cub in the Texas family? He has exactly the same temper as John back then..."

"Then I want to see... John's son, can he step on me!"

John Saluzzo.

Vic Saluzzo's father.

Alberto is well aware of Vic Saluzzo's plans.

But Vic himself didn't try to hide it.

This is Yang Conspiracy.

He knew that Alberto Saluzzo was a powerful family leader, a top killer, like the old-fashioned Syracuse family, synonymous with ruling the family with personal strength and majesty.

It was precisely because of this that Vic dared to be sure that Alberto would not refuse his invitation to fight, and he would not care whether he used tricks or played tricks.

Alberto Saluzzo has this confident strength.

However, Vic Saluzzo also has the confidence to step on him, or...

"arrogant".

Volume 53: Syracuse: Chapter 53 Chapter [-] What you see must be real?

am12:06.

The inner city of Palermo, the central square.

Wearing a hood and carrying a briefcase, Volper, who concealed his white hair, was humming and walking on the bustling streets full of people.

Obviously, there is already an extremely terrifying wanted criminal who can do what he says, threatens to launch a terrorist attack, and even deliberately mentioned the place name "Central Square", but at this time, the central square of Palermo City is still looking helpless. scene of what happened.

"You seem very confident, Vic Saluzzo." A deep and majestic voice sounded in his ears. "I, Ba Basi, am very curious, where does your confidence come from?"

"I've always been very confident, Mr. Zarro." Vic chuckled, and softly spit out the astonishingly arrogant words. "The script was compiled by me, and the lead actor was led by me. Now, without rehearsal, everything will be as expected in the script."

"The props are all in place, the actors are ready, the lighting has been arranged, just wait...the stage, the opening."

"You know what, Mr. Zaro." Vic changed his voice and turned to other things.

"People always have a fluke mentality. They are blinded by interests, and they don't want to shut down one of the most critical economic nodes in Palermo early. It is precisely because of this that there is room for my performance."

"And all of this is within my expectations."

It wasn't until this moment that Zaro really understood that the person named Vic Saluzzo had the most obvious traits, but had been ignored by him all the time.

--confidence.

It was so extreme that it could even be called arrogant self-confidence.

Whether it is planning, layout, taking advantage of the situation, or the extremely precise fighting style and superb fighting skills shown in the battle, they can only be displayed when he is extremely confident.

But behind the self-confidence are his several plans, none of which really failed.

It is his ability to accurately grasp people's hearts and situations.

Vic Saluzzo.

He does have the capital to be so confident.

Like the audience above the auditorium, the audience with God's perspective... no, it should be said to be like a playwright.

Confidently looking at the performance on the stage led by him.

Self-confidence will not make plans fail, self-confidence will not cause any accidents, and self-confidence will hold all variables in the palm of your hand.

This is the scariest thing about the man named Vic Saluzzo.

However, it is precisely because of this that he can repeatedly bring surprises to Zarrow.

Zaro fell silent, and Vic didn't care. He just walked on his own, burying thin Originium shaping explosives in various inconspicuous places.

The Rossetti family provided him with the latest version of Originium Shaping Explosives from Raytheon Industries. They are thin, easy to carry, and have excellent concealment capabilities. At the same time, they are so powerful that they cannot even be detected by explosive detection devices. Apart from being expensive, there are no downsides.

Belonging is a must-have for home and a good companion for travel, and even expensive is not its shortcoming.

Expensiveness can only be regarded as a shortcoming of a person, not a shortcoming of an item.

All in all, it is indeed the latest product launched by Raytheon Industries. Even the entire Rossetti family only has two briefcases, all of which were given to Vic last night.

While arranging the explosives, Vic was also observing the terrain by the way.

If there is no accident, the City Defense Department of Palermo City will probably respond around [-]:[-] p.m. Martial law began.

Cellinina should still be stuck in the footsteps of the Rossetti family's tailoring team at this time, even if they hurry up, they will not be able to leave the Rossetti's house until at least four o'clock in the afternoon, that is to say...

He still has four hours.

pm1:03.

The inner city of Palermo, the residence of the Rossetti family.

Luper with dark blue hair came out of the measuring room and looked at Giovanna Rossetti who seemed to be sitting outside the door, waiting for her to come out.

"Lady Joanna."

"Ah, Cellinina, sit down quickly." Joanna patted the sofa under her body, and Cellinina also sat beside her cooperatively.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I saw you... The last time I saw you was at a party three months ago, right?"

"En." Cellinina responded, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Joanna. "I want to... ask you something."

Joanna frowned. "Oh? What's the matter, just ask directly, we don't need those respectful titles... If you really want to talk about it, I'm only ten years older than you."

Cellinina is not this year, that is to say, Joanna Rossetti is only 28 years old now.

Cellinina took a breath and looked at Joanna seriously:

"Excuse me, did Vic Saluzzo's parents... die at the hands of, 'Texas'?"

"Indeed..." Joanna frowned slightly.

"However, Vic Saluzzo's parents have been dead for many years, and the Texans who attacked them have long since died. Celinina, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"...It's nothing." Celinina shook her head, her orange eyes lowered slightly.

That's how it is...

Vic Saluzzo.

It's so sad.

The two love each other, childhood sweethearts, admire each other, but because of family hatred, have to become like this...?

Cellinina Texas, at this moment, she felt she understood.

See why Vic Saluzzo is so ambivalent about her.

He harbored killing intent towards her, but he helped her many times.

That's right.

He loves her, but he can't let go of the hatred of his parents' death, so he can only fight with her, Celina Texas, the last "Texas".

Whether he died by her sword or she was defeated by his sword, it must be a relief for him.

Thinking of it this way, Celinina's hatred for a distorted society like Syracuse grew deeper in her heart.

Between families, hatred and love are endless, passed down from generation to generation...

It's the same, disgusting and boring.

Joanna saw that Cellinina's expression was wrong, so she didn't continue to ask, but just patted her on the shoulder. "I'll make you a cup of black tea."

"Ah... well, thank you."

Cellinina nodded slightly to Joanna, watching Joanna Rossetti leave.

Her eyes quietly hardened.

If so...

Well, I get it, Vic Saluzzo.

I will kill you.

Do my best.

Kill you, or die by your sword.

I love you...

So, I will kill you.

Just today.

Volume 54: The Syracusans: Chapter 54 Chapter [-] "Today, who are you going to kill again?"