"A part of our business is in contact with the Adder City, and some of our friends are also active in Adder City. But just three days ago, we suddenly lost the news from Adder City." Alex bowed and stood beside Don O'Falucci and replied respectfully.

Don O'Falucci was holding a citrus that had just been picked from the tree in his hand, slowly peeling the orange peel, his eyes drooping, and he couldn't tell any expression on his face.

"Oh, let's talk about it specifically, what's going on."

Alex stood straight, his hands trembling slightly with his back. The incident of taking over the consultant was not long, and he was still a little helpless in handling some emergencies. In addition, he made some mistakes that could be big or small.

Out of luck, he did not report these things to Don Ofaluci, but now that the paper cannot keep the fire, he had to tell the truth: "That's right, the ships in the Adder City, which were originally scheduled to return to the port three days ago, have not arrived at the port so far. At the same time, all the ships sent to Adder City did not land. They circled around the sea and then turned back to Messina. Later, when they heard that they were heading to Adder City, the ships simply refused to leave the port."

The citrus peel on Don Ofaluci's hand had been peeled off, and then he began to tear off the white hair from the orange. The concentration seemed to be as if what happened in the City of Adderia was not as important as the orange in his hand.

Seeing that Don Ofaluci did not respond, Alex continued to say, "I sent someone to ask the captains who refused to sail, but I didn't get any exact answers. When it comes to the city of Adder, they just kept shouting God, the devil and other words, looking crazy."

Don Ofaluci finally cleaned up the oranges in his hand, and then waved to Rambo, shouted to him and handed the oranges in his hand to him.

Rambo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after taking Orange. He knew that the matter was finally beginning to change in a better direction.

Then, Ofaluci turned his eyes to the consultant beside him and asked, "So, am I the last person Messina knew about this? And it was this gentleman who specifically reminded me to know?" His tone of his speech was very plain, as if it was just an ordinary question.

Hearing these two sentences, Alex's legs trembled involuntarily, but he still said with a thorn in his mouth: "This is my dereliction of duty, respected Don Ofaluci. I originally thought that this was just a trivial matter. Perhaps the Mongol attack blocked the route, so I thought I would report to you after everything was handled."

As he said that, Alex's legs became weak and suddenly fell down, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down along the outline of his face, and he kept saying, "I'm sorry, respected Don O'Falucci, I promise there won't be a next time."

Don Ofaluci raised his hand and patted Alex on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I know you have no intention of the organization and have not handled this matter well. Learn more from now on."

He comforted the consultant Alex with words, and at the same time, he asked the two thugs beside him to help the scared consultant into the house. Then, Don O'Falucci turned his attention to Rambo.

Rambo looked at him without blinking, and there was a slight fluctuation in his heart. Although he didn't understand why the consultant was afraid of being like that, Rambo had already felt the power of the old man in front of him.

Although it looks like an ordinary old farmer, once something happens, the old man will immediately show another deliberately hidden appearance.

That was the face of the leader of the Mafia, the emperor of the Italian Underworld. In a sense, the power of the person in front of him may be stronger than those kings. After all, becoming a king only requires blood, but becoming a leader requires bloodshed.

"In general, I still have some doubts about you." After a disturbing silence, Ofaluci spoke to Rambo first: "Your origin is a mystery, and your words are not enough to be convincing."

"However, I decided to believe your remarks about disease for the time being and give you some support."

Rambo's face suddenly showed a look of surprise. This sentence was simple, but the weight behind it was really not light. Being able to get the support of Don Ofaroci would be equivalent to getting the support of the entire Italian mafia. This can be regarded to a certain extent as having the support of the entire Italian people.

"Great, dear Mr. Don Ofaroci, you will not regret this decision."

Don Ofaluci waved, then waved the triangle eye standing on the other side, pointed at him and said to Rambo, "I will send this young man who has made a mistake to you as your helper, and also monitor your actions. Young man, what's your name?"

The second half of the sentence was said by Don Ofaluci to the Triangle Eye.

Triangle Eye smiled in fear and said, "The original name is quite difficult to describe. My friends call me nickname Triangle Eye. As I call it too much, I get used to this nickname."

Don Ofaluci frowned, as if he thought the name was a bit weird. But he didn't care about anything and nodded and said, "Okay, Triangle Eye, you bring your people with you to follow Mr. Rambo. No matter what you do, you must report to my consultant at any time."

Triangle Eye nodded, and the expression on her face became more and more excited. Being able to leave a name for the respected Tang or even report directly to the consultant is definitely a big opportunity. If things are done, the future will be bright.

Seeing that the Triangular Eye was a little proud, Don Ofaroci also reminded: "You'd better do your best to do things seriously. If you dare to deceive me or play with me, then Italy will become your burial place. Even if you escape for a moment, the black hands will always chase you until the day you die."

The Mafia is a name for killers in the organization, and it is also the origin of the name of the Mafia. The threat of Ofaluci is very important and will never stop until death.

Lambo was open-minded and didn't feel anything about this threat. He bowed politely to Don Ofaluci and said, "Time will prove my honesty. If there is no problem, we will prepare first. Time is urgent."

Don Ofaluci also admired the courage and loyalty of this noble knight. He wiped his beard with his thumb and asked the last question with a smile: "You are obviously a nobleman, why don't you go to find the noble masters of Italy, but instead find us?"
Chapter completed!