"It's up to you to do it with me. You're still young!" Fabio sneered and walked forward two steps. He came to kretchenko. Without saying a word, he swung his right leg round and hit kretchenko with a football kick, which was very heavy.
In the Hakka mountain restaurant, the girls of the Louise family screamed, and Louise's heart also raised to her throat. She knew that if kretchenko was kicked by this kick, it would be a lot worse!
Horse face stood behind, scared to take out a pistol from his waist, aimed at Fabio, he quickly opened the gun insurance, ready to shoot.
At the same time, kretchenko also saw Fabio's right foot. He subconsciously held out his hand to protect his head, but the huge pain from his abdomen made him lift his hand, put it down and cover his stomach. He tried to turn around, and the huge pain made him unable to move.
It's over. Kretchenko closes his eyes.
"Falk!" Seeing that Fabio's right foot is about to kick kretchenko's head, the distance between his foot and kretchenko's head is less than 20 cm. Suddenly, a figure comes over and hugs Fabio's right thigh. "Come on, cousin kretchenko!"
Kretchenko looked up and saw that it was Rubinstein. Rubinstein was holding Fabio's thigh. Kretchenko's eyes suddenly became moist. He covered his stomach, pushed on the ground with his legs, and retreated with all his strength. In the cry of Rubinstein, kretchenko ignited his courage to survive, supported by the force of survival Under the pressure, his abdominal pain seems to have been reduced a lot, and the adrenal hormone is secreted in a large amount again. Kretchenko is like a shot in the arm. He roars and tries to stand up with his hands.
Fabio was pounding Rubinstein's face with his fist. "Let go, kid Looking at the blood on Rubinstein's face, kretchenko went mad.
"Falk! I'll fight with you! " Kretchenko got up, picked up the floor, and Rubinstein dropped half a bottle and stabbed Fabio in the stomach.
Fabio, who is trying to get rid of Rubinstein's entanglement, has no time to escape when he notices kretchenko. Half of the wine bottle in kretchenko's hand is less than 20 cm away from his abdomen. Fabio quickly reaches out his right hand to stop him. Half of the wine bottle plunges into his right arm, and Fabio's blood suddenly flows out. Rubinstein looks at kretchenko's rush Coming over, he also loosened Fabio's thigh and punched Fabio in the face.
Fabio stepped back two steps and dodged Rubinstein's fist. "Falk, I'm going to kill you! Kill you kids Fabio, who had never suffered a loss, was furious when he saw that his arm was punctured and bleeding. With that, he was about to take a pistol out of his pocket.
Fabio just put his hand on his waist. Suddenly, he was blinded by a flash of "crackling". He raised his hand again and put it in front of his eyes, "who is it? Who's taking the picture? Stop taking pictures Fabio roared, trying to get close to the nearest reporter.
Standing in the crowd, joyna came out in a hurry. She put down her camera and stood in front of Fabio. "We're reporters from the Wall Street Journal. You're murdering on the street. We've already called the police! These photos will be used as evidence of your murder! "
"What? The Wall Street Journal? What's your name? " Fabio looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. He thought of apolitiano's explanation. He forced the pain of his arm and wrung his face to ask.
"My name is joyna. I'm the head of Edward's campaign interview team of the Wall Street Journal. Who organized you to destroy the campaign and the great democracy?" Joyna began to label Fabio.
"Your name is joyna?" Fabio was stunned. He was ordered by apolitiano not to conflict with the interview team of the Wall Street Journal who followed Edward's campaign office, let alone with a female reporter named joyna.
"Yes, my name is joyna." Joyna looks fearlessly at Fabio, and she shakes his press card.
"Miss joyna, don't make a fuss about it. We are just passing by to have breakfast in front of us. We don't know how to have a conflict with these young people." Fabio looks rude, but he is also extremely smart. He knows that he can't reveal his identity at the moment, which will bring trouble to the Mafia and affect Duwell's election campaign.
"I'll tell you later. I'll be here soon. Let's see what you've done to the staff." Joyna ignored Fabio's explanation. She pointed to kretchenko lying on the ground. With a straight face, she picked up the camera and photographed Fabio and his men, kretchenko and his friends lying on the ground.
When Rubinstein saw the reporter begin to take photos, he directly lay on the ground, covering his head and groaning in pain. Inspired by kretchenko's eyes, these young people all lay on the ground, bending their bodies and groaning one by one.
FAK, these boys are really able to pretend. Fabio looked back at the big men he brought. They all stood behind him and patted the dirt with their hands. They were afraid that they were not handsome enough or attractive enough. A group of fools were not as good as the students who had just graduated.Fabio stares at the men standing behind him. One of them doesn't see his eyes. He keeps patting the dirt on his body with his hands, and his mouth is still swearing, "Damn, I've got tens of thousands of Armani, they're all fucked up!"
Fark! What a fuckin 'idiot! Fabio kicks on him and kicks his short eyed man to the ground.
"Miss joyna, it's all a misunderstanding. We're going, we're going!" Fabio had a smile on his fat face.
"We don't care if you go or not. We'll put it in the Wall Street Journal!" Joyna stares at Fabio.
Fark! Smelly girl, sooner or later I'll take care of you! Fabio thought to himself that he was still smiling at joyna PI. He turned his head and waved to his men, "don't you give me a damn apology! Go and help everyone up
Under Fabio's command, his men scattered one by one to help kretchenko and his friends lying underground.
"Cousin, what should I do? If they help us, shall we get up? " Lying on the ground, Rubinstein looked at kretchenko next to him. Kretchenko thought, "don't move. Let sister Louise decide. Let's just lie down!"
"All right!" Rubinstein turned his head and passed on kretchenko's idea to the people nearby. Kretchenko's decision was passed on one by one. These bald men didn't help anyone up.
"Oh! Don't twist me. Are you helping me or threatening me? " Crichenko yelled, and his yelling led to a "crackle" flash. The bald man stood there awkwardly, shrugged his shoulders and was at a loss.
What a stupid fuckin 'fool! Not even a single student! Fabio was angry and annoyed. He went up to kretchenko and gave the man a big mouth. "Let the hell you help people up, screw them, I'll kill you!" Fabio said as he raised his hand and gave the man a big mouth.
Louise sat in the restaurant of Hakka mountain, a mouthful of sour plum soup came out, she laughed, "this Fabio must have never suffered such a loss, his face is so angry, ha ha, boys, good job!"
"Yes, cousin krichenko is very powerful!"
"Well, cousin Rubinstein is so introverted and shy. He's very powerful. He doesn't really see it at ordinary times!"
“……”
The girls in the Louise family are holding a drink in their hands and talking about it. They have experienced a shock baptism from their fear at the beginning to their talk and laughter now.
Louise looked at the sisters, and then at the brothers who were out in a stalemate with Fabio. These children grew up to be independent.
He watched as joyna came and Louise stood up. "Thank you, joyna."
"Thank you. I really want to go up and fight with the Mafia with them. This time, the Mafia suffered a lot!" Joyna carelessly sat down on Louise's seat, picked up a cup of sour plum soup and drank it.
"I'll go and have a look. Now it's over..." Louise looked out of the window. She knew that the screw was in place. If she screwed it again, it would collapse. Now is not the time to start doing it openly.
"Go ahead, it's up to you, Louise. If you want more money, I won't publish it in the newspaper. It's a help for you!" Joyna shook her drink at Louise and squeezed her eyes.
Louise made an OK gesture for joyna and walked out of the Hakka mountain restaurant.
"What's going on? Who are you Louise walks up to Fabio. She stares at krichenko lying on the ground.
"Miss Louise? I'm sorry that one of my staff was in conflict. I'm not careful! " Fabio listens to the sound of cars coming from afar. He doesn't want to pester any more. Although he is not afraid of people, there are more and more people around him, with mobile phones in his hands. He doesn't want to make a big fuss about this. If it has an impact on Duwell's election campaign, the godfather of the five families will blame it, and apolitiano won't hide it for himself. He will eat at that time It's still my family that's losing money.
Fabio hated Louise so much that he had to laugh with her.
Louise squatted down. He looked at kretchenko and asked in a low voice, "are you ok?" Kretchenko opened his eyes slightly. "Sister Louise, it's OK. We're waiting for your order." Kretchenko squeezed Louise's eyes gently.
"That's good. I know how to do it." Louise stood up and looked at his cousins lying on the ground side by side. Fabio followed her, laughing and explaining.