[Tutor] The fighting power of snakes and scorpions is immeasurable

"Maybe you will be satisfied, Cecia."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the smile on old Feili's face at this time has a hint of teasing in it, "Don't think that we are just a small tavern, but there are many big shots here to drink."

"For example, those in the upper class." Having said that, Old Fili winked at Cecia suggestively, but did not continue, as if to avoid something.

"Oh, what you're talking about is just the bosses of the more famous mafia recently." Cecia pushed the empty wine glass forward, and saw old Philly and some of the drinkers she was more familiar with smiling slightly. Some of them changed their faces.

"However, these bosses have become more and more useless recently."

With a sneer, he thought of the last Vikvica family that was killed by him. The boss even absurdly asked himself to be his latest lover a second before he was killed.

Ugh, when I think of him like that, I can't help but get goosebumps all over my body.

Really, disgusting.

Rather than being the lover of that kind of man for money, she would rather stay with Nicalis. Although that guy was a bit stingy, at least he still had a face that made her look good.

"Cecia, you can't say such things so blatantly." He was slapped hard on the back, and it seemed that five bright red fingerprints had been left on his back.

Cecia stared at Antonio with dissatisfaction, and then saw old Philip looking around nervously, as if no one heard their conversation just now, and then he was relieved.

"Little girl, don't be so outspoken. It won't be good if such words are heard."

"If any family is brought in, I will be the one who suffers."

Cut, come and kill one, come and kill one pair, but I just don't know how these people will think of themselves if they see that kind of scene.

There is a very strange feeling when you think about it.

"Speaking of people like this, there is a very cool person recently." Lina walked to the bar after serving drinks to others, her face was probably dyed a touch of crimson because of excitement.

"That Mr. Killer is a very handsome and attractive man. It is said that he is a gentleman to ladies, and he is also a man who is willing to spend money on his lover. I don't know how many women are sticking to him."

killer?Handsome and charming?Do you have such a good man by your side?

It seems that Nika is the only one who looks the best around me, but she is a stingy one.Ahhh, just thinking about it makes me depressed.

Impossible?If there is such an excellent man, how could I not notice it.

"What about the name?"

"Mr. Reborn!"

He frowned and looked at this woman who suddenly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and the slightly sharp voice pierced the eardrums slightly.

"What an honor, are the two ladies here, discussing me?"

An unfamiliar male voice came from behind, and Cecia could almost judge the man's appearance directly by the voice. It was exactly as they said, an extremely attractive low-pitched and magnetic male voice, the kind full of hormones. The sound can make those girls who are in puberty lose half of their bodies.

However, for Cesia, she was just slightly taken aback, without any other emotions.

After all, she is a killer, and she has lost her childish state of mind in front of too cruel.

Turning his head calmly, he watched the man order a cup of strong black coffee.

The conditioned frown, that kind of espresso black coffee that looks very bitter, seems to be very bad for the stomach.

As a pseudo-sweet tooth lover, she has no resistance to bitter things. She has to pour a few large pieces of sugar or a few packs of creamer on ordinary coffee. This kind of black coffee can put her down .

Bad review for a man who doesn't care about his body!

After a few glances, Cecia turned her head and stared blankly at Lena's nymphomaniac towards the man.

Well, she admits that the man is indeed handsome, but she is definitely not a woman who will surrender to a man's skin, um, that's right!

"Hmph." Sensing a look of interest from the side, she turned her head slightly, and lazily met the man's deep black hole-like eyes hidden under the brim of his hat, and saw the man raised his eyebrows.

"You are special."

"Thank you for the compliment." With a polite smile, Cecia pointed to the black coffee on the table, "Do you usually drink this?"

"That's right, I don't drink alcohol, alcohol will paralyze the nerves of a killer."

Hey, hey, it's not about whether this question is good or not. He glanced at the black coffee on the table again and gave up correcting this topic.

But he doesn't seem to shy away from being a killer at all, that's right, in Italy where the mafia can be regarded as a belief, it seems that killers are not a strange thing.

But, wait, alcohol paralyzes the nerves, so I am not qualified to be a killer who is so keen on drinking?

"Your name is Reborn?" Almost when she asked such a question, she immediately received surprised looks.

As if it was an incredible thing that I didn't know him.

A man with excessive narcissism, bad review!

"Ah, I'm Freedom Killer, Reborn." After taking a sip of black coffee, Reborn looked away, seeing Cecia's gentle and innocent expression, he couldn't help chuckling, "Miss, what do you want to do with me?" It doesn't seem right here."

As soon as these words were uttered, Cecia could almost see Lena's expression of being struck by lightning when she looked up, but she still pretended not to see it and smiled at Reborn, "My name is Cecia."

The author has something to say: see you, see you