[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

Italian men are born to talk about love, maybe the sun in Rome is brighter than London, maybe it's too bright.

Facing the Roman sun, Francis frowned uncomfortably. She put on a brown wig, thick bangs on her forehead, and contact lenses to change the color of her eyes to an ordinary brown. But still can not change that is a pair of moving eyes.

She was well disguised, and no one knew who she was.

Attalus stood by her side, his eyes occasionally resting on her nervously.

"Be able to focus on Seth instead of me. Attalus." Francis walked into a cafe and turned to Attalus. "Now, we need to deal with the meeting with Augustus .If he's as young and promising as you say."

"I assure you that he is absolutely not exaggerating."

The Italian-accented English also had a special taste in Francis' ears. She looked for the sound and saw a tall and tall man in a suit.

Harold was moving back from the No. 3 man in the best three-piece suit she had ever seen.

With black hair and blue eyes, he is as handsome as a statue under Michelangelo.

Seleucus was standing beside him, and he introduced the young godfather: "Mr. Genovese, this is our highness. Your highness, this is Genovese, the godfather of the Italian mafia."

Augustus Genovese reaches out to shake Francis' hand seasonally.

"Augustus Genovese."

"Alexandra. You can call me Alexander." Francis smiled, very kind and politely distant.

Although Augustus is a Mafia, he is still an Italian man, elegant and personable, and the young godfather looks like a playboy.

"You are so young."

"That's exactly what I'm going to say." Francis raised his eyebrows and walked side by side with Augustus.

He also brought two assistants, one of whom was Alfred, who opened the door of the box for them. It was a huge gaming table with several stacks of chips on it, as well as the indispensable playing cards.

This reminded her of the 007 movie Casino Royale, which was released in the UK not long ago.

"One second, I thought you were Gotham Batman, the next second, are you planning to play 007 or Gambler?" Francis and the young godfather looked at each other, and found that the other party had a pair of blue eyes when he looked at her .

"Since you want to talk, you don't have to sit at a round table to talk."

Francis consciously walked to one of the croupiers, Seleucus pulled out the chair for her, and when she sat down, he stood behind her.

Augustus raised his eyebrows and looked at the tall blond Russian man behind Francis, the second in command of Alexander's empire.

"They treat you like, you are the queen." Augustus hooked his lips to reveal the dimple on his left cheek. "I can see that you are the core of the empire, Alexander. If you insist on me calling you that."

"Sure, Please." Francis nodded, and she saw a dealer walk in.

He asked Augustus about the rules of the game, Augustus made a finger, and he directed the croupier's eyes to Francis: "Ladyfirst. You specify the rules. What are you going to play?"

"I originally wanted to come to Stud, but I want Texas. We all know the rules of the game." Francis curled his fingers at Seleucus, Seleucus bent down, Francis turned his head and said, "Have a martini, three A Gordon's, a vermouth, some ice, and the rest as you please. What do you want, Mr. Genovese?"

Augustus squinted his blue eyes: "Same, Martini."

When Seleucus walked out, Augustus raised his eyebrows: "Do you know that man just now controlled nearly half of the world's power?"

"You're wrong, I'm the one you said has nearly half of the world's power." Francis touched the poker on the table and looked down at the cards, "When I die, Seleucus will become one of the heirs of the empire. By then It's not too late for you to call him again."

"Ah, there won't be such a day. Your Highness, your martini." Seleucus also handed over the mixed wine, and walked behind Francis, "I hope you like it, Your Highness."

"Don't you feel a little conceited when you think of yourself as Alexander the Great?" Augustus raised his eyebrows.

Francis glanced at Augustus and sneered, then raised the wine glass in his hand: "What right do you have to say about me? Your name is Augustus. I think we are the same."

"Augustus is my real name." Augustus retorted.

"Alexandra too. Why don't you believe my sincerity?" Francis twitched his lips slightly as he looked at the second card dealt, "The deal is to get what you want. You achieve what you want I want mine, I get mine."

Francis' brown eyes reflected a cold light: "Attalus told me that you want to change the status quo. For nearly 100 years, the mafia godfather has always been on the world's most wanted list. It seems that you hate the feeling of being wanted. I I can help you, I know how the government works, and I can increase your leverage."

She glanced at the third card, picked up two chips and threw them in the middle: "As long as you help me get what I want. You can get my promise."

Francis snapped his fingers, bent his index finger and middle finger, and Attalus handed over a document to Augustus. She raised her eyebrows: "Whether the deal between you and me is concluded or not, this document represents my Sincerity. Do you know how many of Set's men have infiltrated the Italian government and the Egyptian riots?"

Augustus opened the file and glanced at the list on the file. He frowned and squinted his blue eyes. Most of the list on it had been on political channels and showed their faces: "How did you get this file? ?”

Francis smiled meaningfully: "Part of it is the credit of Alexander's intelligence department, and the other half is that I have a friend who has gone deep into the outstanding intelligence dealer in Seite."

She took a sip of the martini, and Seleucus added lemon to the wine. The transparent yellow color reflected a warm illusion under the light: "What is your decision?"

Augusto looked up at Francis, he picked up the chip and threw it in the middle, with a smile on his handsome face: "Iamin."

Francis raised the wine glass in her hand to pay tribute to Augustus. She pursed her lips: "Believe me, Mr. Genovese, this is a wise choice. There have been frequent cases of missing children in Italy recently. I know Sai Te blamed a lot of illegal things on the Mafia. I also know that since you came to power, the business of child abduction and trafficking is no longer the scope of the Mafia."

"Obviously, they messed with the wrong person." Augustus raised his eyebrows, "But even if the lost children are solved, their stronghold will be destroyed, and their foundation will not be shaken, Alexander."

"Although the Seth organization is ancient and intricate, it's like a fantasy to eradicate an organization older than Jesus just by us." Francis took a sip of his wine and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "If you want to uproot the organization Seth, we have to take it one step at a time."

"Uprooted?" Augustus raised his eyebrows, "What kind of ending do you want, Alexander?"

"Slaughter (massacre)" Francis had a grim smile on his face, "Killthemall (kill all)"

Augustus narrowed his eyes and looked at Francis: "You are venting your personal anger, Alexander."

Francis turned over her cards unmoved, a royal flush, and she raised her eyebrows: "As you said, they messed with the wrong person."

Augustus doesn't have to look at the cards in his hand, the odds of a royal straight flush appearing on the table are 649739:1.

"It seems that this is a good beginning." Augustus said with narrowed eyes.

Francis pursed his lips and shrugged: "Attalus, Seleucus, you go out and wait for me first, I want to have a private word with Mr. Genovese."

Seleucus and Attalus went out meaninglessly, Augustus waved at the croupier, and the croupier also retreated, leaving only Augustus and Francis in the room.

Augustus rested his elbows on the table, intertwined his fingers and looked at Francis: "What do you want to say, Alexander?"

"Your concern. You and I want Seth to die. So although child abduction is a sensation, but with Seth's strength, this matter will be covered up quickly." Francis smiled meaningfully, "If Seth's The matter has affected the diplomacy of the two countries, and it has caused a huge international impact. I think it will be useless no matter how many people Seth has in the government."

"But just relying on the list in hand, at most the government can solve it privately." Augustus frowned, "Do you have a better card in your hand?"

Francis raised his eyebrows: "Do you know the Princess of Wales?"

Augustus nodded: "Yes, antimatter research was recently published in the "Nature" magazine. Some people said that she may become the first person in the European royal family to win the Nobel Prize in Physics. It is strange that the royal relatives have been married for so many years. That princess's IQ may be due to a genetic mutation."

Francis rolled his eyes in his heart: "She's going to disappear soon."

"Wait. Are you planning to kidnap the British princess?" Augustus frowned, "Although the British royal family does not want to hold power like the Spanish royal family. But the British royal family is by no means just a mascot as the outside world says. The Princess of Wales is The queen's granddaughter, the future king's daughter, the future king's sister, even the future king's aunt. Kidnapping her is not a good idea."

Francis smiled. "Believe me, dear Mr. Genovese, no one here is going to kidnap her. She's with you now."

Augustus was silent for a while, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Francis again and said, "What do you want to do, Your Highness?"

"revenge"

The author has something to say: the male version of Francis, the godfather movie has a profound influence.This chapter still doesn't have Mike.