Paul was so scared by the shadow that he took a few steps back, his heels tripped on a stone brick protruding on the ground, and his body couldn't help but fall backwards and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Paul, who endured the pain, cursed and sat up, rubbed the place where he was injured, and looked at the culprit who made him fall. However, this look scared him and sat blankly on the ground and didn't know what to do.

I saw that the black shadow that fell in front of Paul turned out to be a corpse, but it was difficult to identify the true appearance of this corpse, and it was not only his face, but also his body.

The corpse was like walking in a mixer, and the whole body was twisted into a ball. The limbs, torso and even the bones of the head were completely dislocated, turning him into a twisted monster. In addition, most of his twisted body were scorched from the inside to the outside. From the cracked and charred skin, the bright red flesh and internal organs could be clearly seen below, and there was also a smell around him. This smell made Paul think of the Italian barbecue he ate yesterday. It was just that the difference in time and place made the mouth-watering smell of meat yesterday now cause him to have an extremely disgusting reaction. The wine he had just drunk in the bar and what he had eaten was spit out.

"Mafia?" When there was nothing to vomit in his stomach, a guess soon emerged in Paul's mind.

In the past, there were many legends about mafia punishing traitors or enemies. The Sicily country bumpkins always hoped to use this cruel method to show their power to the outside world, or use this method to warn some people. Paul has heard more than once in the company that someone in the company is involved with the mafia, and what he did this time in Milan is definitely not a good thing for some people in the company. So he soon thought that the body in front of him was probably done by the upper class of the company whose interests were touched by him, and the purpose was to give him a warning to him not to talk nonsense after he returned to the company.

Thinking of this, Paul, who was originally going to look up, also stopped looking up. He was afraid that he would see the person who lost his body, and that he would become an eyewitness. The only thing he wanted to do now was to leave here and leave this ghost place. As for calling the police, he had never even thought about it. It's a pity that he thought about it in his mind, but his physical movements were another matter. He was already scared by the scene in front of him, and his body was so soft that he couldn't even stand up from the ground, let alone leave this remote alley.

Just as Paul was struggling to get up, two figures suddenly appeared from the end of the alley and walked towards this side.

At first, Paul thought that these two people were just pedestrians passing through the alley, but soon he heard something was wrong from the sound of steady footsteps echoing in the quiet alley. He ignored the vomit under him and hurriedly fell to the ground and pretended to be dizzy.

As the footsteps approached, Paul closed his eyes tightly, squeezing his upper and lower eyelids together. Even if he used his hands to slid them open.

"Damn it, I almost finished just now!" Paul felt the two of them stepping past him and standing next to the corpse. One of them cursed and fiddled with the corpse with his feet. His behavior was not only frivolous, but also unscrupulous.

Apparently the behavior of his companion dissatisfied another person, and the man taught a lesson: "Don't do this, give your opponent some respect, even if he is just a corpse now."

"He is no match, he is just a prey." Although the frivolous man accepted the lessons of his companions, he still refuted without giving in.

Both of them were in Russian. Paul once served as a Russian translator for a while and was no stranger to Russian. He could understand the conversation between them, and even guessed from the Russian language with the accents that they were not Moscows.

After the Russian dialogue appeared, Paul immediately knew that his previous speculation was wrong, because no Italian mafia would recruit two Soviets, and doing so would only make them public enemies of the entire Italian mafia group.

Although the Mafia speculation was ruled out, Paul's mood showed no sign of improvement at all, but instead became worse.

The recent tension in the relationship between the two major camps of the East and West has become a well-known thing. Italy, as the middle of the two major camps of the East and West, has become a battlefield for the battle between the two sides to fight wits and courage. The war without gunpowder has unfolded in cities in Italy, and similar things are mentioned from time to time in Italian news reports.

Because of work reasons, Paul, who was particularly concerned about current affairs, was naturally very clear about all this. The Russian language that he didn't often hear in Italy instantly reminded him of spies, agents, etc., and his body trembled involuntarily because of fear.

For Paul, if he encounters a warning from the Mafia or a revenge of the Mafia, he may still have a chance to survive, because no matter how cruel the Mafia is, there are still some invisible rules that are followed, provided that he does not take the initiative to touch the bottom line of these rules, such as becoming a police witness. But once he is involved in the open and secret struggle between the two world camps, he will die without a burial place, because there are absolutely no rules in the fight between the two major camps, and some only wins and loses, and all people and things that hinder them will be pushed down and destroyed.

"What should I do if this person pretending to be dizzy? Will I solve it together?" At this time, the frivolous Soviet man suddenly spoke.

Seeing that his behavior was exposed, Paul's originally limp body had no idea where he developed a force, which drove him to sit up from the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and according to his previous memory, he rolled and crawled to the corner of the wall. He curled up in the corner, covered his eyes tightly with his hands, begging for mercy, saying, "I saw nothing, I saw nothing! Please, spare me!"

As Paul expected, another calm voice stopped his companion's behavior and reminded him: "Vasily, you have become more and more violent and cruel recently. Don't forget what Boss said, don't let your blood power control your mind and become a slave to blood power."

"I know! I know!" Obviously, this is not the first time such a reminder. The frivolous Soviet man obviously disagreed and responded perfunctorily.

"Let's go! We have another next goal to deal with." Knowing that the companion ignored his reminder, the calm man didn't say much, and gave a deep command.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a rapid pace gradually fading away and gradually disappearing into the quiet alley.

Although he felt that the two of them had left, Paul still did not dare to turn around and look at the surrounding situation, and kept trembling and tightly huddling under the corner of the wall. It was not until more than ten minutes that he carefully moved his hands covering his eyes, allowing his already ache eyes to slightly open a gap and look at the place where the corpse was originally located.

I saw that the corpse had disappeared at this moment, replaced by a pool of sticky liquid. When Paul saw that the corpse had disappeared, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked around nervously and found that there was no one else around. The originally tense nerves immediately relaxed, his body softened, and he sat on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.

Just as Paul was sitting on the ground and recovering his frightened body and mind, he did not realize that his danger had not completely disappeared, because on the roof of an apartment not far away, there were two people standing, one of whom was staring at him with murderous eyes, and he could jump off the roof at any time and kill him on the spot.

These two people were Victor and Vasily, the subordinates taken by Xu Changqing. They followed Xu Changqing's instructions and began to clean up the uninvited guests in Milan. At first, they warned these people through the Oliver family where Vera was located and asked them to leave within a time limit. After the warning time passed, all those who did not leave became their prey and were hunted and killed by them.

After the warning was issued, everyone mistakenly regarded Vera's personal statement as the attitude of the Oliver family, which made the Oliver family's prestige play a certain role. Many psychics who were unwilling to commit crimes for some false things left one after another, but there were still some psychics and gods who stayed there. They also misunderstood the statement and regarded this statement as evidence of the existence of legends such as treasures and artifacts, believing that the Oliver family wanted to take these things alone.

At the same time, the impact of Vera's statement, which was naturally seen within the Oliver family, was unwilling to be used by Vera and dragged the Oliver family into this meaningless battle. Therefore, all the psychics and blood descendants in the Oliver family in Milan left, leaving only ordinary people in the family to take care of the industry, and at the same time, they also showed the Oliver family's true attitude like people outside.

With the departure of the Oliver family, a small-scale war of supernatural powers quietly began in Milan.

Although Vera and the others were confident enough about their strength, they did not attack blindly, but used all the resources they could use to deal with those psychics and gods who were still in the city. For example, Vera did not immediately hand over the ring that Xu Changqing specially prepared for Marquis Robert, but instead used a small trick to find out all the background and ability information of the psychics and gods who were staying in the city through the extremely complete intelligence organization of the Temple of Wealth, and selected some targets that would not cause big trouble.

In the past two days, it is not the first time that something happened in this alley. There are four psychics who died at the hands of Victor and Vasily, and as many as six people died at the cooperation of Vera and Yelina. One of them is the divine descendant who stimulated the blood of the divine blood. It is precisely because things went too smoothly that Vasily, whose mentality had not been adjusted, became a little arrogant. If Victor was not by his side today, he might have capsized in the gutter. (To be continued.)
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