Warwick the Godfather of Terra

It is called a land vehicle, so it is naturally very different from ordinary vehicles. It is equipped with heavy armor, electric shock devices, and small self-defense weapons.

Entering the cramped space, the Doctor and Amiya sat in the front.

"Hey! Fat Fox, have you gained weight again?"

However, these two from Black Steel International do not get along as harmoniously as the Doctor and Amiya.

Poking the fleshy fox legs hard, Razer began to hump Franka's chest in disgust.

"Your butt is so big, it takes up too much space."

Franka was not angry. Instead, she put one of her plump thighs on Razer's body and hummed.

"Oh, no, I can't sit down anymore. Please help me share the burden."

He ignored the Doctor and Amiya in front of him and acted unrestrained.

"Hey! Fat fox, take your stinky legs away!"

"Ouch! Stinky snake, please stop scratching my stockings..."

There are usually eight people on a land vehicle, including the driver.

Today, the ones leading the team are Heijiao, Yedao and Hongzai.

Listening to the sounds of fighting behind, Heijiao sighed.

"It's great to be young."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dao glanced at him.

"Am I very old?"

Suddenly, Heijiao shuddered.

"No, no, no, not old."

Damn, you have to be careful when you go out with women, there are traps everywhere.

If you are not careful, you will fall into the ditch.

The red cub behind them was lying on the double seat, curled up quietly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

There were so many tails in the dream...

At this time in Longmen, a Syracuse meat sauce noodle restaurant outside the slums was bustling with people.

Unlike the fast food in Victoria and Colombia, many of the foods in Syracuse and Gaul are similar to those in Yan Country and are easily accepted.

Therefore, authentic Syracuse restaurants are also very popular in Longmen.

This restaurant called "Taste of Sicily" serves Syracuse Bolognese and Syracuse macaroni with butter, both of which are traditional Syracuse flavors.

Therefore, it is naturally the best choice to meet here with many Syracusans who come to Longmen to do business.

Therefore, almost all the seats here are in the form of a combination of a Syracuse and a Longmen.

"Where's my lasagna?"

A Longmen friend of a Syracuse merchant who came to Longmen to purchase something shouted loudly.

"I'm coming."

A rugged Rupert man wearing an apron with a heart on it brought a plate of lasagna covered in rich cheese to the table.

It was obvious that this big man had lived in Longmen for quite some time and could already name the dishes in Longmen dialect.

Just when the two had finished their discussion and were preparing to start tasting.

"Snapped."

The door was pushed open.

A hot Luper girl wearing a mask and wearing a sexy outfit, including a tube top and suspender hot pants, strode in.

"I'm sorry everyone, but we have to start the reckoning here."

The phonetic sequence and tone of voice were all authentic Syracuse.

Suddenly, the noisy atmosphere in the room came to a halt.

Then, in less than ten seconds, all the Syracuse people stood up and pulled them out of the restaurant in front of the confused gazes of their Longmen partners.

Before Brother Longmen, who was about to eat lasagna with meat sauce with a fork, could figure out what was going on, he was dragged out by his Syracuse brother.

Suddenly, Longmen’s brother was stunned.

"No, what's going on, my friends, why are you all running out?"

Brother Longmen asked in the common language.

Because of the existence of a common language, many Longmen people who do not speak Syracuse can also do business with them.

This old man is the one who doesn’t understand Syracuse.

"Hurry up, my friend, the woman who suddenly came in is the assassin sent by Syracuse to liquidate the boss of this house!

It’s going to become a battlefield soon!”

The Syracuse merchant's voice was trembling and he was extremely terrified.

Any businessman who can make it in Syracuse must have clan power behind him.

So the Sicilian lady and the rules of the mafia are all too familiar to her.

In Syracuse, the gangs used the unified code word "liquidation" as a warning before the war.

And when someone comes in here and tells everyone that the reckoning is about to begin here.

What this means is that this place is about to become a battlefield!

All the Syracuse people ran out, and no one touched even the food that had just been served on the table.

Almost in an instant, the entire restaurant was empty.

Walking on high heels, the masked Syracuse hottie unbuttoned her green coat, walked to an empty table and sat down.

Looking at the lasagna that had just been served on the table and had not been touched yet, the hot girl took a look, took a new spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth.

The sourness of tomatoes and the aroma of cheese.

Well, she really missed it. She hasn’t tasted this flavor for at least five years.

"Here comes your meat sauce..."

When he came out with the food, the Syracuse man looked at the mess in the empty house, and was a little confused. He put the noodles with meat sauce on the table and took a look.

Ok?

Not right.

I remember the table just now, there were clearly two grown men there.

How did she suddenly become a beautiful girl?

The big man walked over and asked.

"Girl, you..."

Unexpectedly, one step ahead of him, the plump Syracuse hottie pulled the spoon out of her mouth, licked it with satisfaction, and praised it in Syracuse.

"It's the authentic taste of my hometown. People here don't even know what passata is. How can the tomato sauce in the supermarket make a plate of Syracuse lasagna?

The flavor of mozzarella mixed with the aroma of Parma is still so intoxicating.

I have to say that you also mixed some Longmen wine to enhance the aroma according to the local taste of Longmen people."

Looking at this Syracuse villager who had done nothing but came up to give him a review, the big man became even more confused and asked with a frown.

“Thank you for liking our taste, if it is…”

"1090."

The number spoken by the female voice was like a bullet shot into the big man's chest.

“The head of the Gambino family has been assassinated.

At that time, an orphan of the family came to Longmen and brought part of the family inheritance. After meeting with the giants of Longmen at that time, he was allowed to take refuge here.

In order to conceal his identity, he chose to hide his real name, becoming a chef on the surface, and secretly organizing his own forces..."

The hottie looked up, her eyes narrowing behind the fox mask.

"That's right...Capone."

Chapter 6000 Where Are We Going, Dad? (Part ) Three-in-One

"who are you!"

Hearing the person in front of him casually recount all his past events, Capone suddenly felt as if his spine was smeared with wind oil, and it felt cold from his neck to his buttocks...

Oh, it seems that it was too hot just now. Sweat is dripping down my clothes.

However, a little bit of sweat could not stop Capone's actions. He stretched out his two big hands and grabbed the Syracuse Cooper wearing a fox mask.

However, he thought he had the upper hand, but he hadn't yet touched the other person.

"Snapped!"

A bullet passed through his forehead, took away a strand of hair, and hit the beam behind him directly.

Suddenly, Capone paused.

A large submachine gun that was usually only equipped by the Laterans appeared in the hands of the hottie at some point. At this moment, the muzzle, which was still slightly smoking and still warm, was directly pressed against his forehead.

Picking up a piece of lasagna with a fork, Rupert Hottie threw it into her mouth.

"Good boy, I've been in Longmen for so long, I've gotten used to drinking tofu pudding."

The hot muzzle of the gun burned the skin on his forehead so much that it felt burning and painful.

But Capone didn't dare to move.

In order to conceal his presence, he is usually the only one running the place during the day. If he fails here, he will lose more than he gains.

"Ma'am, we could have been more explicit."

Capone swallowed and raised his hands.

Although he didn't know how this Rupert got the bullets in Longmen, or where the large firearms came from.

But now he only knew that if he did not perform this Gallic salute, he would definitely be dead soon.

After finishing the plate of lasagna in a few bites, the Syracuse hottie stood up.

"I'm not here to look for a lost dog this time."

Even through the mask, Capone could see the contempt in this guy's eyes.

"So, the blood of the Gambino family has run cold, right?"

Looking at Capone who remained silent, the hot girl sneered.

"Now, I'll give you three seconds. Kneel down immediately, beg for mercy, and then give up all the remaining members of your family. I'll spare your life. Otherwise..."

She pushed the muzzle of the gun hard.

"I wasn't full just now, so I don't mind having another bowl of tofu pudding."

"one."

"two."

"three."

Capone on the opposite side continued to look at her calmly.

His face was as cold as a piece of iron.

"Well, you still have some backbone."

Looking at Capone who stood motionless, the masked woman was very satisfied.

"It seems that you are still a man."

Capone snorted.