[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

For the Perotta family in 1867, there was probably only one key word of the year——

#Lead the wolf into the house#

A weak cub with few choices has grown into a hunter who is eager to watch and has the qualifications to talk to all major families on an equal footing.

Donoben Perotta underestimated Vengley.In other words, Pengo Li, whom he does not see in his eyes, has power and potential beyond his imagination:

Arnold, the cloud guardian who owns an entire intelligence bureau and shares resources with Vengley;

The guardian of the mist, Damon Spedo, is known as the "demon" with cruel means and excellent talent;

The rich and powerful young master of the lord, the guardian of thunder, Lambo Bovino;

Strong shooting ability, loyal and heroic Guardian of the Arden, Gertlin Jeremiah.

The well-connected Vengley family.

Young but strong and unwavering leader Giotto.

...and fearless family members.

- Timing, location, harmony of people.

When Donaben Perrotta, smug and in the dream of a leader, found himself looking for such a terrible help, he was too late.

Only a small family would allow Donaben Perrotta to follow his plan to usurp the throne with his blueprint and future profit expectations.

And Donaben Perrotta, in turn, can easily manipulate these families, so that he can turn his face and deny it.

When he suddenly discovered that his helper appeared such a powerful family with no checks and balances, he was already standing on the ruins of the Perotta family.

Watching it all fall apart...

"Giotto, what about this guy?" The red-haired young man raised his head and asked, the patterned tattoos on his cheeks made his face even more cold and handsome, and the huge bow and arrow in his hand added a bit of a murderous aura that belonged to weapons.

G's swordsmanship is as good as spearmanship, and the tips of the two are similar to some extent.

The reason why G chose this weapon to enter the battlefield, apart from Giotto's recommendation, was a more straightforward reason...

——Compared to bullets shot into the body, the deterrent power of bows and arrows is undoubtedly more eye-catching and frightening.

——The sharp arrow of murder has been shot, but it has not yet fallen. Avoiding its finger is our only way to survive.

Such a brutal and direct deterrent is what G hopes to see more.

"Just kill it directly, G, you are too soft-hearted." Damon Spedo said from a distance.

"Whatever, my uncle is tired and wants to sleep." Lambo Povino, who just took the lead, muttered, his right eye drooped and closed as usual.

Giotto looked at the ruined battlefield. The white cuffs belonged to the enemy and his own blood. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that the entire Perotta family had been destroyed, and it was impossible for Donaben Perotta to regain power... He let out a long breath.

"Forget it." His eyes fell on the members of the Perotta family who were stunned, "... within three days, leave Italy."

——It was like the warning to the enemy from the Pengo Lie family who would control the whole of Italy countless times in the future.

Prior to this, Vengley was just a newborn family who grew up in Palermo and was well-known in Sicily, fighting for the residents' self-defense.

After that, the forces that annexed the Perotta family were reorganized and new rules were formulated...

This is already a new family power that cannot be underestimated in Italy, formulating laws of peace and protection of the weak.

And the Pengelie family officially announced their debut at a high-class dinner.

"The ultimate trouble!"

The priest who was newly pulled into Vongola by Giotto impatiently tugged at the collar of his brand new suit, and said to the mirror.

"Be patient for a while." Giotto put on a black textured cloak over the vertical stripe suit—as if absorbing all the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the gem-studded girdle clasped the sides of the cloak on his chest.

The young man has a tall and straight body, and his whole body is wrapped in a black cloak. His blond hair is dazzling, and his gentle brows are even more majestic.

"Let's go, Giotto."

G shouted from the door.

It was not the first time that Giotto and G participated in this kind of dinner, but it was the first time that they went there in their own name and in the name of the newborn family, relying on the reputation of Lorenzo Pongelet.

"During it, torture!" Arnold in the carriage looked impatient, rubbing a pocket watch in his hand, and the door of the carriage was ajar, obviously waiting for a long time.

"It's a pity that there is still one person missing..." Giotto got into the carriage and said with some regret when he heard the sound of the whip rope being shaken by the driver outside the carriage.

"If Zhaoli Yuyue knew that you had solved the problem, she probably wouldn't go out, would she?"

G and Giotto were sitting in the same carriage, and the carriages of several carriages were all printed with Vongola's badge——

The winged shell is at the top, two long guns are crossed, and in the center is a shield with sharp lines and the bullet in the shield.

Soft, slender green leaves swirl as a base to complement the white space.The bottom sash bears the family name.

"No," Giotto smiled slightly, "Uzuki has already embarked on a cruise ship to Italy."

"I'll always entertain him this time before letting him go." Better to stay.

"Giotto, here!"

Count Gabrielone's only son saw Giotto and others as soon as they stepped into the banquet hall, waving from a distance, his amber pupils seemed to shine under the ceiling lights of the banquet, leaving only "cheerful" and "Enthusiasm" impression.

The only bloodline of Danilo Gabrielone, or in other words, the true founder of the Gabrielone family.

This enthusiastic young man was the real originator of the idea of ​​building a family to defend against foreign mafia.

Count Gabrielone, a nobleman with a title, has devoted countless efforts to the implementation of his only son's idea.

After all, with the relocation of the capital of the king and the government, a large number of nobles moved to Florence, the "City of Flowers", not Turin in the north, nor the banks of the Tiber River.

This quaint cultural city full of artworks, gold and silver handicrafts, wonderful architecture, and cultural knowledge can be said to make the self-proclaimed elegant princes linger and forget to return.

——After all, it is the beautiful hosta flower on the map that once protected the prestigious lion of the Medici family for three centuries.

"Earl Spedo, I really didn't expect to meet you again on this occasion." The elegant woman walked slowly, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, sipping her red lips and smiling, the gorgeous feather hat on her head was shining in the light more dazzling.

Damon Spedo put on an elegant smirk, bowed and said with a smile: "I'm not too surprised that Ma'am is here."

After all, she is a famous young widow, the Duke's only daughter, and Damon Spedo's cousin a few layers away in blood.

"That person," she pointed at Yaoyao with her cup, and said in an intimate and playful tone, "do you know him?"

Damon Spedo followed her gaze, and it was Arnold and Giotto who were actually talking.

He couldn't help chuckling, thinking that these two men are not men you can grasp, but he still suggested in a serious and gentlemanly manner, "Madam, do you want to try it?"

"Earl Spedo, D," the young widow changed to a more intimate address, with a half-smile and whispered, "Every time you say that, I think it's not a good thing."

Damon Spedo was just about to reply, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two people with keen intuition / keen eyes on others have already looked towards him.

In Giotto's eyes... there is a faint indescribable and... threat? !

Damon Spedo looked at the physical distance between himself and his cousin——

???

I do my best to prevent disasters for you. Is this how you speculate on me? !

The author has something to say: Vengley: Fake aristocrats, self-made, cheated and abducted.

Gabriel: It's a real noble, it's nice to have a father. √