Don Ofaluci stood up, patted the shoulder of the Triangle Eye and said, "Silly child, the Sicilian proverb also said that the villain gave you a grape because he wanted to get the watermelon in your hand, and you made a mistake."

Then, Ofaluci turned around and walked towards the room inside, waved his hand while walking, saying, "Turn away the guest outside the door and tell him not to come to me again. As for the person who made the mistake, bear the punishment he deserves."

The thug standing by the two sides of the manor heard Ofaluci's words, and two people walked out the door, while the rest went around the Triangle's eyes.

The face of Triangle Eye suddenly turned pale. He bet wrongly. As the most powerful Don in the mafia, Ofaluci would not care about any small profits. For this mistake, he was about to pay some heavy price.

"Don Ofaluci!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the manor, shouting Don Ofaluci's name.

Triangle turned his head and saw Rambo breaking away the person beside him and rushing inside. The wooden box he had been carrying was also thrown to the ground by him.

The thugs next to them looked cold and pulled out a thick and long cylindrical object from their arms. This was a homemade earth gun by the Italian mafia. The foot of the barrel was thick enough to stuff a walnut, and it was conceivable how much flame could be filled inside.

It is better to call it a earth gun than a earth gun. If you shoot at close range, your power can even directly smash the human body.

Several thugs pulled out the earth gun and pointed it at Rambo. As long as they pulled the trigger, Rambo would be beaten into a ball of meat paste.

At this moment, Don Ofaluci finally raised his right hand and ordered, "Wait first." After saying this, he turned around and looked at Rambo.

The murderous thug also stopped and stood aside silently. However, the earth guns were not put away and they were still holding them in their hands.

"Young man, you are very brave. What's your name?" Don O'Falucci asked with interest at Rambo.

Rambo shook the thugs around him, stood forward, bowed deeply and said with respect: "Dear Don Ofaluci, I am Rambo from Sicily, I have important things to ask you for help."

Don Ofaluci had an unexpected expression on his face. He looked at Rambo carefully, and then asked in confusion: "Sicilly? But my friend said you are from Vienna."

"Yes, I came from Vienna, but I am a real Sicilian, and this place will always be my hometown." In the second half of the sentence, Rambo used the local dialect of Sicilian, and the content was also the lyrics in a local folk song.

Don Ofaluci finally had a little interest in Rambo. He returned to his rocking chair and lay down, looking at Rambo and said, "Okay, no matter whether what you said is true or false, I will allow you to talk about your own affairs."

However, Rambo did not say anything, but took out an envelope from his arms and handed him to Don O'Falucci.

Ofaluci took the letter, took a look and threw it on the table beside him, and then smiled and said, "Young man, 50,000 Kielder gold coins can't explain anything, nor can you save your life. You should think about something else."

"No, respected Don O'Falucci, I'm just a proof that I'm not joking or making trouble. I hope you can believe what I'm saying."

After saying this, Rambo explained everything that Eugen had told him to Don Ofaluci, including the prediction of the disease, the possible harms, etc.

Although Rambo has been as streamlined as possible, after saying this, it took nearly half an hour to say it.

For the past half an hour, Don Ofaluci never spoke, but just lay in the rocking chair and closed his eyes to rest. If it weren't for whether he would have put a piece of glucose from the side and put it in his mouth, Rambo would even think he was asleep.

"Then I came here to find you, hoping that you can help us, and also help the whole of Italy and Europe. Dear, Don Ofaroci."

The triangular eyes on the side listened to Rambo's words and widened their eyes in surprise. He never thought that Rambo was actually doing this. He originally thought that Rambo wanted to come here to do business.

Don Ofaluci put a grape in his mouth again and spit out the remaining skin and seeds in his mouth towards the side.

"If it weren't for these 50,000 Kielder gold coins, I would have thrown you into the hands of those priests and let them burn you to death as a heresy!" Don O'Falucci said viciously, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Ofaluci straightened his waist, stared at Rambo and scolded, "As for now, I believe the experiences you said are true. But how do I believe that the things you predict will happen, rather than the crazy nonsense of your master."

Faced with Ofaroci's question, Rambo suddenly fell into silence, and he really couldn't answer it.

Because when he asked Eugen the reason, Eugen only told him that this was God's guidance. Rambo knew that if he said that, he would definitely be smashed by the muskets in the hands of the thugs around him.

After all, Eugen was not God. He could not predict that his concealed words had laid the deadly roots for today's Rambo.

At the moment, Rambo knew that he could only think on his own and then give Ofaroci a suitable reason.

A moment passed, just as Ofaluci was a little impatient, Rambo's eyes lit up and suddenly said, "Advance City! Dear Mr. Don Ofaluci, as long as you inquire about what happened in Adderance City recently and think about the connection, you will understand the truth!"

When Rambo talked about the City of Adda, Ofaluci finally lost the fierce feeling on his face, but showed a thoughtful look. As the leader of the Mafia, he lives near Messina, and of course he knows the place of Adda.

Not to mention anything else, just at the port of Messina, there were many ships heading to the city of Adder. The ships were filled with cargo from Italian merchants.

"Alex, do you know the recent situation in Adder City? It seems that there was a while since Adder City ships returned to the port." Ofaluci asked to a middle-aged man standing beside him.

Previously, Rambo thought that this was also a thug under Ofaroci, but now it seems that his identity may be more than that.

In fact, every mafia leader will be surrounded by a "advisor" who assists his work. This Mr. Alex is naturally the advisor of Don O'Falucci.
Chapter completed!