The strongest ultimate soldier

Chapter 8 Action Begins

Sicily, a city located in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea.

In a bar on the island.

"Tell me, what is the task that is so difficult." Ning Cheng shook the red wine glass in his hand.

Cao Shuang took out a photo from his pocket and pushed it in front of Ning Cheng, saying, "This person is called Alice. Your goal is to get close to her. If necessary, you can sacrifice your appearance."

Ning Cheng's expression slowly froze, he glanced at the woman in the photo, she was indeed very beautiful, with three-dimensional facial features, golden wavy long hair, she could be regarded as a top beauty.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said, "This girl should be the daughter of the godfather of the Sicilian Mafia, isn't it?"

"You know?" Cao Shuang nodded, and then said, "That's right."

"That's right, there are ghosts! That old man Bader is the boss of the Sicilian mafia, the godfather of the godfathers, this is no joke." Ning Cheng said.

"So I need your cooperation." Cao Shuang took a sip of the beer in the cup.

Ning Cheng finally understood the meaning of Qin Gang's words. This task is not only difficult, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

You know, Sicily is the birthplace of the mafia, and Bader is the leader of it, let alone cheating on his daughter, even if he tried to get close to her, he would probably be shot into a sieve by a pistol!

"Do I have a second choice?"

"Yes, you quit the team, I will get the points this time alone." Cao Shuang said.

"I'll take it." Ning Cheng said bluntly.

"Okay, let me tell you about this mission."

For the next half an hour, Ning Cheng listened carefully to Cao Shuang's quest.

Bader has a confidential file of the island country Yamaguchi-gumi in his hand. This file has been kept in the hands of his daughter Alice, so it is the only chance to get close to Bader's daughter.

"Baide has a private party tonight, and he has invited various Mafia gangs in Sicily, as well as some high-level officials from the business and political circles. You can sneak in and take the opportunity to get his daughter out," Cao Shuang said.

"Do you think this is going to the toilet? Just say it! I'm not a stallion." Ning Cheng complained.

"There is only one chance, anyway, you grasp it yourself."

"Then what are you doing?" Ning Cheng remembered that Cao Shuang didn't seem to have mentioned her.

"I'm in the dark." Cao Shuang said only these four words and stopped talking.

Ning Cheng opened his mouth, a slight sense of bitterness rose in his heart, and said, "I feel like I've been tricked."

"Illusion." Cao Shuang looked out the window.

Night falls.

The whole of Sicily is very lively tonight. Almost all the powerful and powerful people in Sicily have received invitations from Bader. In Sicily, Bader can be said to be a promise.

A simple private party shook the whole of Sicily, and those who received Bader's invitation were very proud, because it was a symbol and a comparison.

By a small river, Ning Cheng was wearing a suit, sitting on the bridge and taking his last puff of cigarette. There was still an hour before the banquet started, so he still had time.

Cao Shuang didn't know where she went, and she hadn't seen her since she left the bar.

Looking at the passersby walking by the river, Ning Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother, do you want red roses?"

A little girl dressed in rags came over and asked timidly.

"How much?" Ning Cheng asked in Italian.

"A dollar!" said the little girl.

"Give me one." Ning Cheng gave the little girl a dollar, and then picked up a rose casually.

"Thank you brother." The little girl left happily.

Ning Cheng looked at the red rose in his hand, and it was inexplicably strange under the light.

"It shouldn't be recognized by Baide and Alice, right? It should have been two years, and this old boy hooked up with a little devil?" Ning Cheng took a deep breath, as if recalling something. some things.

Shaking his head, Ning Cheng put the rose in his chest pocket and left the river.

Bader's residence is located in the center of Sicily, and it is also the most prosperous place. The few kilometers around here belong to Bader's private territory. No one dares to say anything, even the government agrees.

After all, the mafia is deeply ingrained in the culture of Sicily, and the influence of Baide as the godfather is too great.

"Sir, please show your invitation letter." In front of an incomparably magnificent gate, Ning Cheng took out his invitation letter, on which was the logo of a certain family in Sicily.

"Respected Mr. Ning, I wish you a good time." The bodyguard said after checking Ning Cheng's whole body.

Even at the door, there were twenty bodyguards with guns. It would be foolish to break in, let alone the level of security inside!
The strength of the wolf tooth ultimate soldier is good, but the arm can't twist the thigh all the time, unless you want to eat bullets.

Ning Cheng even had some doubts about whether Cao Shuang would be able to enter this banquet. He guessed that Cao Shuang was playing somewhere right now.

The banquet has not yet started, there are many long tables in the huge courtyard, covered with roses, and rich food on the white tablecloth.

The guests who come here are basically dressed in formal clothes, shuttle through the crowd with a glass of red wine in their hands, and say hello to the people they want to make friends with.

This private banquet is more like a gathering, and win-win relationship has always been one of Bader's methods.

Ning Cheng randomly found a corner and sat down. He was holding a plate full of food in his hand, which was incompatible with the images of the gentlemen in front of him. He didn't bother to pretend to be elegant, he was too tired.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, this is my place." Ning Cheng was about to eat a chicken leg to satisfy his hunger, but was stopped by a voice.

A short young man spoke in fluent Italian, his appearance was also Asian, and the kind of clumsy look in his bones made Ning Cheng recognize his country, the island country.

"This name doesn't seem to be yours. Shouldn't you be called Kameda Yakuza?" Ning Cheng glanced at the chair, there was Miyamoto Kazusuki written on it, which was the name on it.

"Baga, what did you Chinese say?" Miyamoto almost yelled. No one had ever dared to use his name to insult him.

Next to him was a local Sicilian mafia, tall and strong, wearing a black suit. He said, "Mr. Miyamoto, let me handle it in my territory." The man said.

"Then thank you, Mr. Marino, I feel uncomfortable when I see the Chinese. If possible, I hope he disappears from this banquet." Miyamoto Kazuya said.

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