After jumping off the speeding international train, Chen Fei began to travel alone, from the endless winding mountain roads of Outer Mongolia, to the Siberian ice and snow roads in the northern country of bears and giant wolves, to Yekaterinburg, Ukraine, Hungary, Austria...... He walked for at least half a month.

And the scenery, cultural scenery, and all kinds of messy things along the way, although he has never seen them, are really beautiful and attractive. It's no wonder that so many people like to walk around, because there are so many different things in this world.

But today, more than half a month later, Chen Fei finally got his wish and came to the streets of Rome, Italy, where rows of majestic buildings, statues full of art, the Colosseum, the Pantheon, St. Peter's Basilica, and ...... All of these made him feel the thick cultural atmosphere of Italy, the 'cultural capital', as well as the vicissitudes of history.

It's just that he came to kill people on this trip, so he gradually restrained his playful mentality and dialed the phone number that Uncle Yan told him.

Toot toot, toot toot......

"Hey. Hoarse Italian came from the microphone, and Chen Fei frowned slightly. Because he doesn't understand the language.

"Can you speak English?" he said slowly. This time, he used English, and along the way, in addition to seeing more beautiful scenery in the world, his other biggest gain was that his English speaking level had completely increased by leaps and bounds, which was worth four or five years of ordinary people learning.

After all, his advantages are too obvious, both his memory and comprehension are amazing. So he spent half a month forcing himself to 'speak', and everything was taken for granted and fell into place.

"Of course, but who are you?" came the hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, unskilled in English, as if it hadn't been spoken in a long time. But more than that, there are doubts.

Because in his capacity, it is naturally impossible for a young man to talk to him personally, and he is not even qualified to know his personal phone number, at least in Italy, absolutely, but now...... Of course, he could hear that the voice in the microphone was very immature, very young, and belonged to young people.

So he was really puzzled.

"Hello, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Chen Fei and I am from Huaxia. And your phone call was told to me by my uncle Yama, because I need to inquire about something from you. But in the next moment, Chen Fei had already answered his doubts. I only heard a faint voice coming from inside the microphone.

"Yama, is that Yama in Hong Kong?" In a dimly lit room in an ancient castle in Rome, Italy, an old man dressed in handmade luxury clothes staggered to his feet, and his blood-red eyes showed a hint of surprise.

If it was really the one who told him, then his old Brad would not dare to slack off.

"Yes. It should be the one you imagined to be. Hearing this, Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Being able to meet people is naturally the best.

"Oh, dear Chen, I should be able to call you that, where are you now, Rome? or I'll send someone to pick you up first, and when you get to our Brad family's castle, we'll talk to you in person." Old Brad on the other end of the phone said suddenly.

"Naturally, it's a pleasure. I'm here at the Colosseum right now. Chen Fei naturally would not refuse, and told the other party his current position.

"Colosseum, then please wait a little longer over there, and I'll have someone come and pick you up now." With that, old Brad hung up the phone, handed his butler to the room, and gave the order.

After about half an hour like this, Chen Fei was picked up by a middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin who looked very elegant. The car then drove to the Brad family's castle.

As a symbol of the entire underground world in Italy and even in Europe, the eleventh mafia family is undoubtedly the defending king! In particular, the Brad family, which is the oldest and most powerful bloodline, is one of the three most powerful families! This undoubtedly makes the Brad family even more authoritative and unique!

This kind of existence, even the Italian officials are reluctant to easily collide with it, and the natural family castle covers an astonishing area, estimated to be tens of thousands of square feet.

With a slightly dazzling daylight, Chen Fei's vehicle gradually drove into the area, the fiefdom of the Brad family, even Italian citizens were not qualified to step here, because this place was their own private property.

And at the end of the meadows and the rolling hills, a towering castle rises from the ground, and gradually comes into view.

Surrounded by many roses and thorns, the mossy stone walls are surrounded by ancient elegance, and the courtyard in front of the court, the stone wall wall, and the long corridor ...... In the daylight, the castle seems to have been revived from its silence, and the swaying reflection of the light and shadow is extraordinarily beautiful.

"Sir, please get out of the car. And when Chen Fei's vehicle finally arrived in front of the ancient castle, the elegant middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin invited.

This is the purest etiquette of the Italian aristocracy. And Chen Fei also slowly got out of the car in the etiquette here, looking at the ancient castle in front of him, which was nearly 100 meters high, as well as the two columns of servants wearing suits and tuxedos on the left and right, and the maids with hot bodies in female costumes...... This kind of battle really made him sigh: "It's really enjoyable." ”

However, of course, he was not 'stupid' enough to say such things casually, but followed the middle-aged man in the tuxedo with elegant long hair and pale skin into the castle. Different from the 'small battle' in the Hong Kong black market, this ancient castle of the Brad family seems to be truly called an ancient castle in Chen Fei's eyes.

Whether it is the lifelike statue of the blood clan more than ten meters high behind the gate, or the various literary and artistic works and paintings displayed on both sides of the road...... Even the portraits of some ancient characters are all impacting Chen Fei's heart.

In other words, this is the living environment that only a true aristocrat can have...... I'm really going to enjoy it.

However, just in Chen Fei's trance, the elegant middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin had already led him through the arched bridge gate and the passage of literary and artistic portraits...... Eventually, the lights ahead dimmed.

Chen Fei was taken to a dim wooden door with a lamp tube at a very high place in the ancient castle, and the middle-aged man with elegant long hair and pale skin stepped back and said respectfully: "Sir, the honorable Old Brad is in the room. Please go in by yourself, I'll take my leave. ”

As soon as the voice fell, he switched and left. Obviously, he was not qualified to enter without the permission of the One.

"Okay. ”

Seeing this scene, Chen Fei shrugged his shoulders slightly, and then stretched out his hand to slowly retreat towards the old-looking wooden door in front of him, which let out a sour 'squeak' sound, and a faint kerosene light was lit, and slipped out of the crack in the door that was pushed open.

Not only that, Chen Fei also frowned slightly. For he also felt a very strong smell of blood in that room, and a pair of old, cloudy, blood-red eyes.

"Are you Chen, who came to our Italy from that mysterious and ancient country? You look really young, but is there anything you need our Brad family to do for you?" Chen Fei saw an old man who was very thin. He squinted his eyes and smiled, wearing a black garment inlaid with gold trim patterns, looking at Chen Fei with a faint smile, and also looking.

In fact, he was also quite curious about why the Hong Kong Yama would tell such a young child his contact information. In his eyes, Chen Fei was too small, after all, the lifespan of their blood clan had always been known for its longevity...... And he is almost two hundred years old now.

It was from the war that spread to the whole world. It is an antique that has witnessed the development and change of the world, and it is an old antique that has witnessed the historical and social changes of Italy.

But when he really landed his cloudy, blood-red eyes on Chen Fei and looked at it carefully, suddenly the old face was shrouded in a different color. Because with his incomparably keen perception as a blood duke, he vaguely felt that the power in this young man named Chen Fei was surprisingly huge.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't know what to call you. But the purpose of my trip is ...... I want to know from you, where is the old nest of Crimson Fang?" Chen Fei also seemed to notice the perverted look on the other party's old face, so he simply became neither humble nor arrogant, and said lightly.

"Crimson Fang?"

And when he heard those four words, Rao is old Brad couldn't help but change the look on his old face slightly, revealing a solemn expression: "Forgive me for being old and forgetting to introduce myself, I'm really sorry." Dear Chen, you can call me Old Brad, as for Crimson Fang...... Can you take the liberty of asking, what are you looking for them for?"

"Thank you for telling me your name, Dear Old Brad. ”

Hearing this, Chen Fei smiled politely, and immediately hooked the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes as clear as glass suddenly flashed a palpitating cold color: "It's not a big deal." I just want to settle accounts with them. Chen Fei quietly pulled his collar so that the other party could notice his neck.

"Settle accounts?"

Hearing this, an Italian tyrant like Old Bullard couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he also immediately noticed Chen Fei's small movements, noticed the scar on his neck, and immediately his pupils trembled slightly. Because with his age, of course, he can tell that it seems to be ...... Bullet marks, right?

"I do know where Crimson Fang's nest is, but...... Dear Chen, are you sure you really want to do that? Maybe you don't know them, as the most powerful killer organization in our Italy, Crimson Fang, they are not easy to mess with. From the mouth of old Brad, he finally said the information that Chen Fei wanted.

However, he is also persuading.

As the most powerful killer organization in Italy, Crimson Fang, even their Brad family usually retreats, and they can't get rid of those crazy people in the province. So as a young man like Chen Fei, who is too young, although it doesn't seem to be ordinary, how can he be compared to that kind of crazy murder group?

It's so unrealistic.