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Commander of Italy: (○′?д?)?

What did you say

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The more speechless news is that the reason why the Commander-in-Chief of Italy heard the news was because the Dark World wanted to send him a message:

At six o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow, our old assembly will hold a banquet at the Osteria Francescana in Modena, looking forward to meeting you.

Hearing this news from his secretary, the commander-in-chief of Italy laughed angrily.

"It's Italian foul language!"

You, the boss of the dark world, even want to interview me?

What do you want to do?

Do you want me to be the commander in chief for you!

He looked at his secretary and asked expressionlessly.

"So, I am the commander-in-chief of Italy, right?"

"of course."

The secretary nodded, and then handed over a photo with a heavy face.

"But please look at this again."

The Italian Commander shifted his gaze a little strangely.

He is quite familiar with the people in the photo.

That was the sixth of the seven supreme leaders of the original dark world of Italy.

However, looking at the man surrounded by six Zhigao leaders from the dark world, who was taller than ordinary people, with evil eyes, expression, body, and even hair, he took a deep breath.

Don Quixote Doflamingo!

An extraordinary person of evil forces who are in the limelight now!

He scolded the island country in his heart, why did he create such a terrible virtual character?

They are so stupid, it's a raptor crossing the river!

Although the original words are not like this, the translation is actually similar.

"Go! How can you not go!"

The President of Italy understands that if the other party is willing to send an invitation, it is for your face, and it is also a signal of wanting to cooperate, or at least a signal of demand.

With the terrifying ability displayed by the other party, even if he sneaked into his house quietly, even in the daytime, it would not be difficult to swagger in through the front door!

But since the other party didn't do this, it's best not to give him a reason to do so in the future.

He told his secretary.

"Help me adjust my schedule. Let me see what the new leader who has unified our dark world of Italy plans to do!"

……

The Osteria Francescana restaurant in Modena, Italy, is a world-renowned restaurant that has repeatedly won the first place in the world's top [-] restaurants.There is an endless stream of people who come here to dine every day, even after a few months.

But on this day, customers who had originally booked meals received phone calls asking them to postpone or even cancel their meal plans.

This surprised many.

Because even your stupid commander-in-chief would not do this when he came to eat!

If you reserve the restaurant, it will cause the originally reserved guests to be unable to dine, and even the meal plans of many guests will be delayed, which will offend a large number of people.

At that time, what he will lose may be a large number of votes!

Most people would not make such a decision to offend a large number of people for no reason.

Because if you have the ability and financial resources to book a restaurant, you can invite other chefs to cook at your home!

However, Doflamingo is no ordinary person.

After deciding to have dinner with President Italy in this restaurant, he decided to use the power of the dark world to make this restaurant his own.

During the period, he also encountered resistance from the boss and even the chefs.

However, when they understood and confirmed that it was Doflamingo who wanted the store, they had nothing to say.

joke!

He is a ruthless character who dares to threaten the lives of tens of millions of people just to see one person!

Do you want to die with him here?

The owner of the restaurant is even willing to give Doflamingo the shares of his store for free, just hoping to meet him.

The specific situation is unknown.

Anyway, from that side, the boss has also become one of the cadres of the Don Quixote family, responsible for the catering business.

After all, there are so many people, Flamingo also needs money!

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, group after group of black suits emerged from the nearby parking lot.

Wearing sunglasses and with expressionless faces, they lined up in a long line on the side of the road in front of the restaurant, as if they were waiting for the arrival of some important person.

Due to the large number of people, the surrounding residents didn't feel that there was any problem at all, but watched enthusiastically.

"What are you doing? Making a movie or engaging in activities?"

"It's supposed to be a movie, right?"

Someone was joking.

"Maybe the Grand Commander is coming to eat?"

As a result, half an hour later, a black Maserati president, guarded by two Maserati-branded cars whose internal structure was actually an armored vehicle, stopped in front of the restaurant along the long queue of black suits.

According to the normal situation, when the commander-in-chief travels, official guards must be arranged around the restaurant.

But this time is different.

This time the Grand Commander met with a super dangerous person, Doflamingo who can be called a "humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb"!

There's really no need for guards or anything.

If the other party wanted it, the commander felt that it was basically over this time; if the other party didn't want it, then of course he would be fine.

Seeing this great commander going out, the black suits lined up at the door kept their eyes on it, as if there was no one in front of them.

When the Grand Commander walked into the restaurant, he found that there were only six familiar people present. The former supreme leader of the dark world, Doflamingo himself was not present.

"It is a great honor for us to have you here, Mr. Datong."

A female dark world boss temporarily acted as a waiter, and asked the commander with a smile.

"Would you like some drinks and dessert first?"

Italian foul language!

He scolded Doflamingo who came later than him in his heart, and the commander showed a political smile that made people feel very friendly when he saw him, and said.

"No, let's wait until Mr. Doflamingo comes."

"Eh, oh, oh! No need, I'm already here."

With a bang, the sliding door in front of the Grand Commander was opened.

Doflamingo, who spoke Italian, held a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it carefreely.

Behind him, the Rhino was puffing out of his nose, and his muscles almost burst through the short vest on his body.

"You are the ruler of this country?"

Seeing the rhinoceros, the commander's pupils shrank.

But he quickly took care of his expression.

He smiled at Doflamingo, avoiding the rhinoceros behind him as much as possible, and said very decently.

"Italy is not a monarchy. I can only be regarded as the great steward of this country, serving everyone in this country."

"The butler? Oh, it's nothing more than revolutionaries!"

Doflamingo sneered, his tone quite disdainful.

"But it doesn't matter."

He put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up from his seat.

The huge gap between the height of three meters and the height of 1.7 meters allowed him to look down and see the top of the head of the commander of Italy.

Overshadowed by Doflamingo's shadow, the Grand Commander is under a lot of pressure.

"If I want to cooperate with this country, it's always right to find you, right?"

"of course."

Hearing that Doflamingo actually used the word 'cooperation', the Grand Commander of Italy laughed like an old chrysanthemum.

With a wave of Doflamingo's hand, the former supreme leaders of the dark world retreated consciously.

They chatted for a long time that night.

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"What are you going to do in such a hurry to bring me here?"

Crom Pavariscu is the largest gem merchant in Romania.

At this moment, he is being led by his college classmate and friend, the vice-president of the National Bank of Romania, Nicos Passone, to the top floor of the Bellamuzca Hotel.

"You'll find out when you get there."

Nicos looked at his friend with a mysterious smile on his face.

"It took me a long time to get a recommendation qualification, and I immediately thought of you!"

"How old are you, you still play this trick!"

Crom smiled helplessly.

But it is undeniable that because of his friend's pretending to be mysterious, a curiosity really arose in his heart.

Although he is the largest gem merchant in Romania, the gem industry has not been prosperous recently, which makes his capital flow somewhat stretched.

He also thought about whether he wanted to get involved in some other industries?

Maybe, this time is an opportunity.

When the two reached the top floor and opened the door, Crom realized that this was a salon activity.

There are no waiters in this salon.Food, drinks and drinks are just placed on the table and counter next to it, and those who need it can take it by themselves.

However, after he saw the other people in the salon clearly, Crom even subconsciously relaxed his breathing.

The one over there seems to be the Romanian commander?

On the other side, is the Romanian general manager?

There is also Romania's largest real estate developer, an industrial tycoon who controls one-third of the country's agricultural product sales, the chairman of several large Romanian Internet companies, and several military generals!

He dared to say that this salon is definitely the highest level in Romania!

"My God! What kind of party is this!"

Crom exclaimed in a low voice, hugged his friend vigorously, and said solemnly.

"Thanks, Nicos."

He knew that even though he was the largest gem merchant in this country, he was not eligible to participate in a party of this level.

This is the real place where only big figures who can affect the fate of the country can set foot!

Nichols must have made a lot of effort to allow himself to join.