Seeing that Scola was hesitating for a long time and even said something, Mario found that the two strong bodyguards were standing behind Xia Yunjie. He had been in the martial arts world for a long time and suddenly thought of something. His body was shaking uncontrollably, his face became gloomy, and his eyes were staring at Scola with stern eyes and said coldly: "Scola, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Xia is my most honorable guest, Mario. I hope you have never done any rude actions to Mr. Xia before?"

As soon as Mario said this, Scolla immediately sweated heavily, his legs trembled more and more violently, and his mouth suddenly became more and more straightforward to save his life: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mario, I don't know that Mr. Xia is your guest. I had a little conflict in his words just now. I solemnly apologize to you and him."

As he said that, Scola bowed deeply to Mario and Xia Yunjie. When he bowed, there was a drop of sweat the size of a bean on his nose, and a crystal light flashed under the light. The light made Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao almost unable to open their eyes.

They never dreamed that just because of Mario's words, the design director of a world-class luxury brand, a world-class design master, just now he looked like Yang Xiaomei, and he was awesome and said that he and many Hollywood big-name directors were friends, Mr. Scola, who lowered his noble head without hesitation in public.

But what surprised them even more was behind them. Seeing that he was indeed told, Mr. Mario couldn't help but shake again, glared at Scola fiercely, and then turned to Xia Yunjie. When he turned to Xia Yunjie, his eyes were obviously filled with panic.

Mario has no reason not to panic, because he is the boss behind Guqi's company. In other words, Scola is his person. Of course, this is not the key. The key is that Xia Yunjie is not only a magical Eastern god, but also a demon from hell that Joseph calls him. Mario and Joseph dare not imagine how terrible it would be if he makes this seemingly elegant young Chinese man angry.

"Sorry, Mr. Xia, about this..." Mario was like Scola, with a crystal drop of sweat hanging on the tip of his nose, and apologized to Xia Yunjie in panic.

The Mafia is an ubiquitous underground organization in Italy. From dignitaries to ordinary people, there are mafia. There have been rumors that Italian Prime Minister Berrisconi has been "infected" with the Mafia. During the end of the 19th century, the legendary godfather of the Mafia, Don Vito, the Sicily people worship him as a god. Wherever he goes, there are thousands of people, and he is respectful. He even dares to challenge Mussolini, the Italian dictator at that time. Although he was finally sent to prison, he was still honored. When the US and British Allied Forces landed in Sicily in World War II, the US and British Allied Forces had to cooperate with the Mafia. Regardless of whether this was exaggerated or not, it is not difficult to see from these rumors that the Mafia has become a part of Italian life culture. Sometimes they are considered the second government of Italy, and sometimes the second government can solve problems more effectively than the real government.

Mario is one of the 11 giants of the "second government" in Italy. Although he dare not say that he has one hand to cover the sky, he is definitely a strong figure in the top Italian power list. However, he is different from those politicians. Their power is exposed to the public, while Mario's power is hidden in the darkness, which also makes him lose a lot of constraints in the use of power.

Regarding this, the others who were dining on the terrace, including Yang Xiaomei, and Sister Zhao may not know or know him, but Scola and his two bodyguards knew something vaguely, especially Scola is a person of a certain level, and he knows more. But they never dreamed that it was such a powerful figure who was at the top of the power list. At this time, he apologized to a young Chinese young man because of Scola's disrespectful behavior, and his attitude was still so terrified.

For a moment, Mario's actions made Scola and his two bodyguards cold limbs and sweated coldly all over. Especially Scola remembered that he had dared to ask the bodyguard to take Xia Yunjie to see the ancient Roman "gate", and his upper and lower teeth couldn't help but tremble.

"I didn't expect that Scola was yours. It seems that we are really destined to be with Mr. Mario. But I hate being destined to be with you, because your people destroyed my good mood tonight and hurt the dignity of my friend." But what made Scola and others even more unexpected and scared was that even if Mario was such a noble person in Italy apologized to Xia Yunjie in person, the other party interrupted Mario without hesitation and expressed his dissatisfaction and disgust for meeting him.

In the eyes of Scola and others, Xia Yunjie's behavior was either crazy or he was extremely scary.

Judging from Mario's fear and fear, the latter is obviously more likely.

But how is this possible? But no matter whether it is possible or not, Scola knows that he is dead this time

Sure enough, although Xia Yunjie interrupted Mario without hesitation, Mario was not only not angry at all, but instead became more and more trembling and said politely: "Dignity Mr. Xia, I apologize to you and your friends for Scola's offense, and Mr. Scola will also receive the punishment he deserves for his rudeness tonight."

"Mr. Scola seems to like bed exercise just like you, so let him stay in bed." Xia Yunjie was too lazy to take action when he saw Mario say this, and said lightly.

"Mr. Xia, you are such a kind gentleman." When Mario saw Xia Yunjie beg for the verdict in person, she knew that this matter had passed and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to calming the anger of a terrifying figure like Xia Yunjie, Scola spent the second half of his life in bed only a trivial thing.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie's previous words came true in a blink of an eye, Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao couldn't help but open their eyes widened, looking disbelief, especially the latter, who was disbelief and even more afraid. Her attitude just now was also very bad. You should know that Scola is a figure in the upper class of Italy, but now he only needs one word from him, and he is just a little girl in a foreign country. If someone really wants to do something to him, wouldn't he be called "Di Di Tian Wu" not effective?

When Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were shocked, Scola was almost paralyzed by fear, and she no longer cared about the public. She said hysterically: "Mr. Mario, you can't treat me like this, you can't treat me like this, I just..."

However, before Scola finished speaking, Joseph had already walked up and hugged Scola's shoulder like a good friend, but his other hand had already held a pistol, and the dark muzzle was pressed against Scola's waist under the cover of his clothes.

"If you want to have a chance to speak in the future, then now you can shut up and go out with me." Joseph whispered.

On the terrace, the music was melodious, and the guests were drinking and chatting, but they could not notice Joseph's actions. But Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were right beside him, but they could not hear Joseph's threatening words? They even inadvertently saw the dark gun barrel slightly exposed under their clothes.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were so scared that they covered their mouths, their delicate bodies trembled constantly, and their eyes were as wide as goldfish's eyes.

Haven't they seen such a scene in their lives

When Yang Xiaomei and Sister Zhao were trembling in shock, Scola, with the cold gun, finally hunched his body like a deflated ball, dragging his weak and trembling legs with Joseph. At this time, he had no energy as if he had just been high and had no temperament as a fashion master. At this time, he was just a poor little old man.

When Xia Yunjie looked particularly pitiful when he looked Scolla's old back against the backdrop of Joseph's strong body, he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart and asked himself secretly, have I become a little cruel and ruthless recently?

But when Xia Yunjie thought of Scola, a foreign old man, who dared to unspoken Chinese women and was his first dance partner in his life, he felt particularly unhappy.

"Mr. Xia, why not, why not forget it? In fact, this kind of thing is very common in our circle." When Xia Yunjie was in a little conflicted mood, Yang Xiaomei said carefully.

Xia Yunjie looked at Yang Xiaomei in surprise when he heard this, then a hint of appreciation and smile appeared in his eyes, and nodded and said, "You are the person involved in this matter. Since you said that, I will let this old guy go. But I can't let him go."

As he said that, Xia Yunjie turned to Mario and said, "Since my friend has pleaded with me, let Scola come back."

After saying that, Xia Yunjie smiled at Yang Xiaomei and said, "Miss Yang, can we sit down and have a few drinks together now?"

"Of course, of course." Yang Xiaomei saw that she opened her mouth, Xia Yunjie let Scola go, and when she saw him invite him to have a few more drinks, she was so flattered that she nodded in a hurry, and she kept beating without stopping with a heart that was not determined.

"Mr. Xia, I'm sorry, I, I..." Sister Zhao saw Xia Yunjie invite Yang Xiaomei to drink with her, and didn't know what to do for a moment. Of course, what she was even more afraid of was that Xia Yunjie would ask someone to deal with her like she did before.

"Don't worry, I won't settle the score with you, but I don't want to see you now." Xia Yunjie saw Sister Zhao hesitating and was completely different from the other side. He frowned slightly and said with disgust.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia, you and Xiao Mei chat slowly. I will go back to the room immediately, go back to the room." Seeing Xia Yunjie say this, Sister Zhao finally fell down and said in a hurry.
Chapter completed!