"No, no, don't take the light." Triangular eyes rushed out of the door with their wounds covered, and saw the fat-headed fish carrying the hand lamp and walking into the cabin.

Unfortunately, he shouted a little late. The light came in from the door, and the scimitar on the ground reflected a cold light. Lan Bo was quick-eyed and quickly, bent down and rolled up and picked up the scimitar.

The fat-headed fish stepped inside and raised its hammer to knock on someone, and felt a cold touch coming from his neck, as if the god of death had wrapped around his neck with a rope.

"Don't, brother, don't do anything, just say something." The fat-headed fish's body was stiff and begging for mercy trembled.

The fat-headed fish was stopped, and the black dog had no movement since the beginning. When the Triangle Eye saw that the situation was hopeless, he instinctively wanted to escape. Even if he jumped alone into the sea and ran away, it would be better than being caught by the other party and sent to the judge hall.

"Don't worry, sir, maybe we can talk." The elegant voice sounded from behind, with an indescribable calmness, as if the thrilling battle just now was just a farce.

"Knight, this is a real knight." The Triangular Eye immediately made a judgment in his heart. Only the knight who has experienced countless life and death hardships can be so calm when facing danger.

Involuntarily, Triangle Eye stopped his own pace.

"This is on the sea, you are injured again, the smell of blood will attract the sharks in the entire Black Sea, you can't escape." The words of the mysterious knight shattered the last trace of luck in the Triangular Eye. He turned around suddenly, stared at the other party with gritted teeth and said, "What do you want?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Rambo's face, and his golden hair color changed constantly under the swaying light, as noble and powerful as the hero knight in ancient mythology.

"Like I said, we can, talk."

......

A few minutes later.

Triangular Eye, Black Dog, and Fathead Fish stood side by side across from Rambo, as if the students who made a mistake were waiting for the dean's admonition. Rambo sat in a high chair, holding a bottle of Habsburg's special palace wine in his hand, and was filling the four cups on the table one by one.

Because Rambo's cabin was too small and could not squeeze out four people, they came to the restaurant to talk. The weapons of several people were put away by Rambo and placed at their feet.

Black Dog had a huge shoe print on his face. Just now, he was kicked by Rambo and fainted directly. The Triangular Eye took a lot of effort to wake him up. The Black Dog who woke up was still unresponsive. After a while, he realized that it was his own side who lost and became the other party's captive.

Standing in the restaurant, Black Dog still kept looking at the person sitting opposite him quietly. The other party was such a powerful knight, and they really took a look at it this time.

Rambo was still pouring wine slowly. The Triangular Eye couldn't stand this suppressed silence, so he spoke impatiently: "You said you want to talk to us, what do you want to talk about?"

Lambo finally filled all the wine glasses, raised one by himself, then signaled to the other party to come and get the wine, and said, "Don't worry, my friend, patience is a virtue."

The black dog and the fat-headed fish looked at each other, and they were a little confused. Triangular eyes were indifferent, so they walked forward two steps and picked up the wine glass, then raised their heads and drank them all in one sip.

Then he smashed the cup on the table, looked at Rambo provocatively and said, "Okay, now you can say it."

Rambo looked at the empty wine glass and shook his head, as if he was a pity for a good glass of wine.

"Okay, since you're so anxious..." Rambo took a sip of the wine in his glass and continued: "I just want to know how you are eyeing me."

A look of sensation appeared on Triangle Eye's face, as if he had guessed that Rambo asked this. He smiled proudly and said in a deep voice: "It's very simple, because we have a friend."

Hearing this, Rambo frowned. It was almost as good as the other party said this or not. However, Rambo did not ask any more questions. He had not contacted many people along the way, and there were only a few people who could guess.

"That's very good. Then how did you get on this boat? I was the last group of people boarded this boat. I didn't see you at that time." Rambo continued. He asked himself. He asked himself that he was very careful and his itinerary was very compact, but the other party could still accurately find him in the middle of the night, which was really not easy to do.

"The same sentence, we have friends." Triangular eyes looked at Rambo with a smile, and the triangle's eyes showed a look of contempt. He knew what the other party wanted to ask, but he would not let the other party know anything useful. There is a long-standing silence rule in the local area, which has been integrated into their souls like a life creed.

At this time, Black Dog and Fathead Fish also came forward, but they did not touch the two glasses of wine that Rambo had poured down. They were trying to remind Triangle Eye that he had already said a little too much, and the silence rule required was - to say nothing.

Rambo saw what the two meant, and he chuckled and raised his finger and said, "The last question is, who are these friends of yours? How powerful are they?"

The black dog and the fat-headed fish had already blocked the Triangle Eye and didn't want him to say anything more, but the Triangle Eye opened the palms of the two of them and continued: "Haha, you just need to know 'In Italy, friends are everywhere; friends are omnipotent!'"

After saying this statement like a crazy believer, Triangle Eye closed her mouth and walked behind her, clearly not saying a word.

Rambo touched his chin and fell into deep thought. In fact, he had guessed what the other party was talking about. In Italy, only one organization can be so powerful, not the Italian government, but the master of the underground world - Mafia. Also known as: the Mafia.

Thinking of this, Rambo had already made plans in his mind. If he wanted to block the unknown disease in Italy and use a powerful intelligence network to monitor the progress of the disease at all times, if he could use the power of this organization, it would definitely be a good thing to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Although the Knight's honor warns him not to cooperate with the robber and hooligan, in order to complete the task of the head of the family, even if the honor is damaged, it is acceptable.

After a moment, Rambo had already made a decision. He stood up and picked up the two glasses of wine and handed them to the fat-headed fish and the black dog. Then Rambo smiled in an unquestionable tone and said, "Dear gentlemen, please help me introduce you. I want to meet the friend with the highest status among you."
Chapter completed!