? Sending invitations is the same as technical work.To invite someone, not to invite someone, or to put on a show, or to communicate with each other with a mentality of unity or exclusion.If you understand the mystery of it carefully, you can see the wisdom of interpersonal communication in the subtlety.

In mid-September, Milan, Italy.

Lord Wayne Cote is the host of the banquet tonight. By celebrating the successful acquisition of the name of a large Italian private group, he held a grand private banquet in the famous castle in Milan.Most of the participants were mafia, for no reason other than that the group acquired by the lord was actually a declining family, and the lord himself was engaged in the arms business, and was trying to win over various factions of the Italian mafia to obtain high-return arms business.

His ambition is manifested in his invitations, where all kinds of mafia families are listed, the list is astonishingly long and the cost is huge.Since the banquet was held with the lights on for several days in a row, the feuding families cleverly staggered the invitation time, so that the scene would not be embarrassing.

The eldest family of the mafia, Pengo Lie, is naturally at the top of the invitation list. Of course, whether the Buddha can be moved or not is completely different from whether an invitation has been issued. The former represents respect and submission, while the latter just does not understand the rules.

Lord Wayne Cote is a shrewd businessman, how could he make the mistake of offending the leader?Moreover, his consideration is more thorough. The guardian of the clouds in the Vongola family, Hibari Kyoya, also has his own power, and can basically be said to be a local snake independent of Vengley. If he does not send an invitation to him alone , I'm afraid it's not quite right.

Hibari Kyouya is said to be an extremely arrogant and conceited person.

So it seems that even if he sends out an invitation, he will not bother with a person like him, but, no matter what, he must save face.

The starry night is bright, the moon cage is blue smoke.

The white castle is brightly lit, like an immortal long lamp that will shine forever.Huge ornate crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling of the main floor on the second floor, and the long steps with gold-plated carved handrails meander to the second floor like a stream. Rare and rare paintings can be seen everywhere, and the court band is playing gentle and pleasant tunes.

At the end of the song, when the crowd on the dance floor dispersed slightly, the lord slowly walked up the long steps with his female companion, and when he was about to have an in-depth conversation with the guests resting in the smoking room on the third floor, the castle's double-row ivory white glass lattice door suddenly opened up.

The waiter in charge of the reception at the front door looked panic-stricken, staggered in, and sang loudly: "The Fengji Consortium, Your Excellency Mr. Hibari Kyoya, come!"

Before the people at the banquet could respond, a slender figure exuding a powerful aura stepped into the venue gracefully.The venue was suddenly quiet, as if everyone had forgotten how to breathe for a moment, it was a little strangely quiet.

At this time, only the beautiful woman who was standing beside the lord standing on the steps, her fair face was as pale as paper.

"Mr. Yun, Mr. Skylark, welcome!" Lord Wayne finally woke up from the shock, and suddenly he was as nimble as a monkey, leaving behind his beautiful female companion, separated from the crowd, and quickly rushed to Skylark.

The banquet was already halfway through, and Lark's behavior could be regarded as breaking in halfway. As a guest, he was very rude and disrespectful to the host.

However, at this time, no one thought about it with this great god.Seeing him unexpectedly appear, the smile on the Lord's face could not help but be too bright, appearing to be flattering.

Skylark didn't look at the man in front of him who was a head shorter than him.His bright eyes looked over the dark heads, and looked at the luxuriously dressed young woman standing alone on the long steps.

The reason why he paid attention to her at the first sight was because of his outstanding observation ability, he recognized her from a distance.People subconsciously distinguish familiar things in memory, and he is one of the best.

Although she has changed a lot, she is still the same woman.

The exaggerated and complicated Baroque tutu skirt is radiant with the dazzling lights. The slender waist is decorated with emerald green peacock feathers. The low-cut dress with a large V-neck reveals white and soft skin, lined with the shiny pearl chain around the neck With square rubies, it outlines a gorgeous and sexy style.The expression on the face with heavy makeup is indifferent, cold and arrogant.

It looks like a delicate and reserved proud peacock.

She touched his gaze, her eyes shrank, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she turned her cheek.The corners of the bright red soft lips were stagnant.

Just a glimpse.

Skylark withdrew his throwing gaze and narrowed his eyes to Lord Wayne.

"Your Excellency Skylark, I'm really flattered to have you here. If you don't mind, please go upstairs."

Skylark's gaze was cold and sharp, like an invisible sharp blade, enough to give people the illusion of being hacked into pieces in silence.He looked at the well-dressed people gathered in front of him, as if looking at a group of humble ants.The slender eyebrows that grew into the temples were slightly furrowed, with an expression of undisguised disgust and displeasure.

He strode across the dance floor, and the crowd backed away in panic. A wide avenue appeared in front of him. Wayne Cote walked slowly, followed by a quick trot, sweating from his sparsely haired forehead, panting.

Skylark stepped on the long steps covered with a soft red carpet, slowed down his steps, and came to the middle of the stairs with silent steps. He paused for a moment, glanced sideways at the woman in fine clothes beside him, and couldn't see any expression, then he lowered his voice. said a word.

The woman trembled slightly.Then she straightened her back.

She curtsied slowly with a correct posture, her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and then her demeanor changed, raising the corners of her eyes, and flirting charmingly from bottom to top: "Mr. Skylark, it's an honor to meet you today. On behalf of Nuo Your husband's family greets you."

coquettish?This woman will not do such stupid things for no reason.That is, she is acting.

Really like a chameleon.

What the Nove family is, I have never heard of it.

This situation is familiar to me when I was in France.

After three months, she dared to show up in Italy.

Hibari Kyoumi responded blankly, and continued to walk up.

Mitrell was like the young lady who really saw a big man like Hibari Kyoya for the first time, her face was excited but she remained calm. When the Lord climbed up the stairs, she regained her reservedness as a family daughter, and said in a haughty tone: "Mr. Cotter , you didn’t inform me in advance that the famous Mr. Skylark was invited, so how can I prepare for it?”

"Dear Miss Nove, I swear, even I don't know what's going on, please do me a favor and help me host the next ball first, I'm going to leave for a while and come back soon." The Lord panted The atmosphere, seeing the back of the skylark is about to disappear at the end of the corridor on the third floor, hurriedly dropped the words, and hurriedly chased after him.

Mitrell tried her best to maintain the aristocratic indifference on her face, trying to calm down the surge of emotion in her heart.

Tasks, tasks are the most important!

Skylark had to admit that he was not surprised to meet Mitrell here, because he had received the information earlier.But right now, he has business to do, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to her.

What's more, for her, there are plenty of opportunities.

After wasting three seconds thinking about this question, Yunque frowned all the time, he stopped in front of the smoking room on the third floor, and his mind returned.Put the white and slender palm on the copper handle, press it down, and push it away.

A beautiful face with a harmless smile appeared in the field of vision.

Just a glimpse of the white hair and clothes is enough to trigger a deep feeling of shame in the memory.

"Hi, Skylark, long time no see, I didn't expect to see you here, I..." Before Bai Lanjiesuo could finish his introduction, Skylark's duckweed crutch entrained Ziyan, swung it to his tall nose .

The whistling wind concealed a swift and violent attack.

Bai Lan almost flew out with her back on the ground, barely avoiding the attack of the skylark.

The leather sofa he was sitting on turned over, the floor in the smoking room was lifted up, and all the surrounding furnishings were destroyed. The luxurious room suddenly became a pile of dilapidated ruins.Lord Wayne, who came from behind, sensed that something was wrong, turned around and hid outside, observing the situation.

"It's really annoying, Mr. Yunque. You didn't even finish your sentence when you first came up. It's too disrespectful. Did you come here specially for me..." Before the end of the sound dissipated, Yunque's attack loomed in front of him again. Good at melee combat, with fast attack speed, Bai Lan couldn't dodge it, so he could only cross his hands to resist this round of offensive, he flew towards the wall, and immediately smashed a spider web-shaped hole.

Skylark stood sideways, with a stern look on his face, looking at the person who fell from the wall, holding back his anger, "Where's your box weapon?"

Bai Lan wiped off the dust from the hair on the back of her head, and the dust fell down.He smiled, his smile was a bit childish, pure and soft, it was very different from the Bai Lan in the world ten years later in his memory.

They met several times during the Proxy War and the Avengers War many years ago. Unfortunately, they were injured and hospitalized at that time. Pengelie, Balian and others were all there.Afterwards, Bailan followed Youni to hide his whereabouts and disappeared from their eyes. Tsunayoshi Sawada never paid attention to Bailan's news again.

However, that doesn't mean Skylark will give up.

"I'm going back to Italy, and even Ah Gang doesn't know, when did you set your sights on me?" Bai Lan was still smiling, and that smile was dazzling in Skylark's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Lan added: "But, if you fight with me, I'm afraid you will still lose, well, I'm the boss..." Skylark swooped forward with two crutches in his hands, and the attack was ferocious——

Bai Lan's smile remained unchanged: "Come on, come on! — No wonder! I'm leaving first!" He retracted his original fighting posture neatly, turned around sharply, pierced through the cracked wall behind him, and slammed Passing through the wall, Yunque clung to it tightly and climbed the broken wall to search for his trace, but Bailan used his box weapon, the white dragon, and instantly drifted away with the wind. Yunque watched helplessly as he escaped from his grasp.

Gee, what a pity.

Finding Bai Lan's trail was actually an accident.

Three months ago, he and Tsunayoshi Sawada defeated Liudaokuo and snatched back the ring and prototype box. According to his plan, the ring was dispensable to him, but at that time, he did not give Zetian any speech. Opportunity, just take two things and leave.Of course, he will not care about Zetian's opinion.

But when Skylark turned around, he found that Mitrell was gone.

According to Kusakabe, she disappeared from the ward while the nurse taking care of her was unaware. Everyone thought she hadn't recovered consciousness and didn't take precautions, so she easily slipped out of the island and stole a boat to leave.

As for the reason for leaving, I am afraid that only she knows.Cao Bi couldn't figure it out, why did Duan Duan sneak away, making them look like bad guys.

Skylark narrowed his phoenix eyes, his eyes flickering.

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