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It is precisely because of this that high walls have been erected around the core control block, and there are only a few entrances and exits that can pass through. Even so, strict security checks and identity verification are required to enter and exit.

The tattered black-haired Volper approached the security checkpoint timidly, while Luper in a suit standing guard outside the gate frowned and raised the crossbow in his hand without hesitation.

"Stop! Don't come close, who are you!"

"Can... can I give you some lire, my lord..."

The beggar's face was dirty, the dust was so thick that his face could not be seen clearly, and his body was hunched, but he seemed to muster up his courage and tremblingly asked the guards to beg.

"I've...haven't eaten in four days..."

"Tsk..." The guard frowned, but he still touched his pocket, took out a few coins with a face value of [-] lire, and threw them to Volper far away. "Take it, don't get any closer, this is a restricted area!"

"Okay, okay sir..."

The beggar responded tremblingly, knelt down without hesitation, and groped to pick up the few coins from the ground.

Where the guards couldn't see, an extremely thin black mist quietly extended, covering his body.

The beggar picked up the coin, thanked him with a nod and bowed his head, and left.

The guard paused in place, then turned and returned to his post.

The colleague looked at him and raised his eyebrows. "Is there anything wrong?"

The guard didn't speak, just shook his head.

The colleague nodded and stopped talking.

Protecting the land in the core area is a task with a very heavy responsibility. Naturally, it is impossible to chat forever like ordinary guards. Gossip can be left to talk after get off work, but if you are dereliction of duty because of chatting...

The colleague shuddered and subconsciously became serious.

At the corner of the street where the dead end was monitored, Volper's hair color changed from black to white, feeling the black mist attached to the guard's body, and nodded with satisfaction.

This is a new use of black mist that he only discovered in the last two days.

You can change the color of his hair, you can even slightly blur some of his facial features, and Vic happens to be good at camouflage, just a little blurring of some facial features will give people a completely different feeling.

He squatted down, and took out water and the gorgeous suit tailored for him by Rossetti's professional tailor team at Rossetti's home last night from the cheap backpack beside him.

The black mist permeated slightly, and disappeared after a while. Volper's palm was covered with water droplets, and water was sprinkled on the ground, and the dust on his face was washed away.

The white-haired Volper was wearing a gorgeous and expensive suit. He smoothed his hair and straightened his bow tie. The black mist was slightly diffused, and the water droplets on his palms were wiped away.

This was the dress he was going to wear on his "date" tonight... Vic would be annoyed if it got dirty.

Then, smiling, with a changed facial features, Volper walked around the corner.

With grace, he approached the security checkpoint.

Although they were on foot, the fellow guards still did not dare to neglect, they just tightened the crossbow in their hands and did not dare to really raise the crossbow.

Just because the clothing on Wolper's left chest is engraved with the emblem representing that lady.

Such is the majesty of the Sicilian lady.

Wearing an emblem is regarded as an extension of a lady's will.

In the entire Syracuse, and even several families as far away as Colombia, none dared to neglect.

With a smile, Vic approached the guard whose movements were controlled by the black mist, and handed him a blue-covered ID.

The guard opened the certificate, compared it for a moment, handed the certificate back to Vic, and nodded to his colleagues beside him.

Vic reopened his pass, flashing past another guard.

The guard did not see it clearly, but he at least saw the photo of the white-haired Volper on it and the emblem representing the Sicilian lady.

plus body @[email protected]@团气陵二二III IV The colleagues beside him did check for a long time, so they were relieved, nodded to the monitor on the side, and made a gesture of release.

Volper put away his ID card, and with the same smile on his face, he nodded slightly to the two guards.

Proper etiquette and elegant posture.

This is, the fox pretends to be a wolf.

Thus, Vic Saluzzo easily entered the core control area of ​​Palermo.

Of course, he won't really paralyze the entire core control block.

He found the power building responsible for supplying the block in the transmission central square, and then planted a source stone shaping explosive in the central area.

The opening of the stage requires the lights to be extinguished first.

Like a well-prepared prop master.

He is also preparing for the stage tonight.

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pm3:51.

The inner city of Palermo, the central square.

The white-haired Luper stood with his hands in his pockets, standing on the side of the street, looking at the central square where the crowd was being evacuated and cordoned off in the distance, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You're moving so slowly, so you want to guard against that fox's plan..."

These families of Syracuse...

Sure enough, in the perennial intrigue, have they become a bunch of waste?

Containing each other, each with their own thoughts, clearly the enemy is in front of them, but they still think about intrigue and fighting for power...

Laplande raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and sighed softly.

"Ah... I really want to make a fuss..."

It's a pity that she didn't bring a sword when she came out this time.

This time, she is a spectator, an audience, and may become a supporting role in a certain scene.

But the leading role in the drama will never be led by her.

Laplande is well aware of this.

She had no intention of testing whether Vic Saluzzo could predict her movements.

After all, that was a lunatic who was exactly like her... no, even crazier and more arrogant than her.

Laplande's madness is only occasionally manifested in the fight. On weekdays, she is still a very normal Luper.

And Vic Saluzzo...

He shows his madness all the time.

Especially when it comes to Cellinina Texas.

To be precise, the madness of Vic Saluzzo and Laplande Saluzzo is completely different.

Lapland is empty, nothingness, the madness that has been faintly revealed since childhood.

And Vic's madness...

His kind, should be called, crazy for love.

"Oh?" Laplande doubted.

There were quite a few crowds surrounding the central square and setting up a cordon.

But she saw the back of a certain white-haired Walper in the crowd.

The white wolf grinned slightly, and walked towards Volper.

I didn't expect...it would be such a coincidence.

Vic Saluzzo.

"Good afternoon, Vic Saluzzo." She smiled, walked to Volper's side, and greeted him as if politely.

"Today, who did you kill again?"

Volume 55: The Syracusans: Chapter 55 Chapter [-] "I have come to kill you."

pm3:53.

City of Palermo, central square.

"Today, who did you kill again?"

A hoarse female voice with a smile came from beside him, and Vic was taken aback. He glanced at him and stood beside him, looking at the white-haired Luper who was cordoned off and kept his eyes fixed.

"No one was killed," he said. "It's just a few small gifts."

"Wow~" Laplande exclaimed in amazement. "The person who finds the gift must be very surprised."

"I think so." Vic narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"So, what do you want to do? Vic Saluzzo." Laplande asked softly, but changed his voice the next moment. "No, that's not right... Forget it, don't tell me, let me see it myself, don't spoil it to me."

"I should ask, you want to help Cellina, right?"

"Yes." The smile on Volper's face did not change at all, as if he was not afraid of Laplande telling Cellinina.

"Are you not afraid that I will tell her?"

"What can I do if I tell her?" Vic asked back, which made Laplande startled slightly.

"Things have come to this, the play has started, and the leading actor is in place. She can only and will only act according to the script." Leaving aside the words that implied arrogance, Volper turned and left with a smile.

"Since you want to be a spectator, watch it carefully, Laplande...'Missy'."

Laplande glanced at Volper's leaving back, turned around, and left in another direction.

She also needs to find a better VIP auditorium, find a bucket of popcorn and sparkling drinks, and sit and watch tonight's show...

"Big drama".

On the other hand, Vic, who was leaving, met an unexpected person.

"Vic Saluzzo." The voice was flat, hoarse with a little smoke, and unique, alienated and decadent. "haven't seen you for a long time."

Just by listening, Vic knew the identity of the speaker.

"Mr. Wen..." The smile on Vic's face was slightly restrained, but it seemed a little more real than the squinted smile.

He looked at the black-haired Luper man in front of him. "Long time no see, Mister 'Vinsonechios'."

Vinsonezios, generally called "Wen", is a frequent visitor to the Milan theater.

Vic had known him many years ago when he was a prop master for the Day Theater Company.

"I've said it all, just call me 'Wen', you don't need to call me by my full name every time we meet." Wen's tone was a little helpless, but there was also an imperceptible smile.

"The last time I went to the Milan Theater, I heard that you left the day theater troupe?"

"Yeah, it's been almost half a year since you left your job, right?" Vic recalled.

"There is nothing I can do...Although Mr. Bernardo is very optimistic about me, the Day Theater Troupe, or the Milan Theater, has a close relationship with the Bellone family...Mr. Wen, you know that I have never been willing to mix and get into the mess."

Bernardo, the artistic director of the Day Theater Troupe, was also the one who let Vick participate in the rehearsal of the drama as the lead actor. Unfortunately, until the end, when Vick resigned from the troupe, he failed to see a performance starring Vic. drama.

"Also..." Wen's voice sighed, and he looked at Vic with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

"Then what now? Vic Saluzzo, why do you step into this vortex now?"

"For..." Vic's words paused, and he didn't know how to tell Wen about his relationship with Cellinina.

"Let me guess, for a certain girl?"

Wen asked with a smile, in exchange for Vic's slight nod of affirmation:

"That's right, Mr. Wen."

"As expected..." Wen nodded clearly, and patted Vic on the shoulder. "Then, you should have something to do, I won't waste your time, and..."

"I'm looking forward to your performance tonight. If the art director knows about it, he will be very pleased."

"Then, please wait patiently, Mr. Wen. As for Mr. Bernardo... I'm afraid he is more frightened than relieved."