Early in the morning, the chef of Bulgari Hotel prepared breakfast and the waiter brought it up on a food cart.
After the two bodyguards at the elevator door carefully inspected the food cart, one of them took him to the Tang Song door.
Lai En took the food cart, signaled the waiter to leave, and knocked on Tang Song's door while pushing the food cart.
"Enter!"
Hearing Tang Song's voice, Lai En pushed open the door and walked into the room pushing the dining table.
In the living room of the presidential suite, Tang Song was writing and drawing on a sketch with a talisman pen in his hand.
The table was littered with his sketches.
Among these sketches, some depicted a simple and heavy bell, a square sword and shield, some depicted a thirty-three-story exquisite pagoda, and some depicted a long banner.
"Boss, it's time for breakfast!"
Lai En removed the silver cover from the dinner plate, revealing the exquisite breakfast inside.
Stomach-nourishing wolfberry porridge, freshly ground soy milk, fried crispy golden butter sticks, fried brown eggs, a few plates of pickles, and pickled green cucumbers with thorns on the top.
It can be seen that the hotel’s chef has fully considered Tang Song’s identity and specially prepared a Chinese breakfast.
"Hmm!" Tang Song put down the talisman pen in his hand and gathered the straw papers on the table.
These are all his deductions about the use of vibranium.
Vibranium is extremely hard and can absorb all energy. It can also store this energy and use it to attack through special methods, converting it into kinetic energy.
Tang Song thought about it for a long time and decided to refine it into a defensive magic weapon.
The offensive one has an indestructible sword ball, and combined with a defensive magic weapon, one for attack and one for defense, they can be used as two weapons to protect the way.
The so-called weapon to protect the way is also called the magic weapon of one's life.
Although Tang and Song had obtained many methods of refining magical instruments and treasures from the origin of the Yama world, these instruments each had their own advantages and disadvantages.
All the magic weapons that could be painted by Tang and Song were top-level magic weapons that left marks of the origin of the world of Yama, including many innate spiritual treasures.
Tang Song did not intend to be too ambitious at the beginning. He planned to use vibranium and other materials to refine a device first, and then slowly nurture and improve it later.
But no matter which one it was, the ten kilograms of vibranium ore in his hand would definitely not be enough.
Just for vibranium, Tang Song estimated that he would need at least two thousand kilograms. If he purchased it through normal channels, Tang Song's entire net worth would not be enough.
But fortunately, Tang Song had no intention of paying from the beginning.
After cleaning up and washing up, Tang Song woke up Skye, who was sleeping soundly, from the executive suite next door, with a reluctant Fox following behind him.
Five people sat around the dining table and had breakfast.
"Boss, I received news yesterday that Obadiah has returned to New York. Stark Industries is out of the arms bidding competition!"
Tang Song skillfully added a spoonful of sugar to the soy milk.
Use a knife and fork to cut the fried dough sticks into small pieces.
Use a scoop to soak the fried dough sticks in the soy milk. When the dough sticks have fully and evenly absorbed the juice in the milk, Tang Song picks them up and puts them into his mouth.
The fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk have a soft and sweet feeling in the mouth.
"Well done!" Hearing Lai En's words, Tang Song touched Sky's head.
It is said that public opinion is a knife that kills without bloodshed, and it is indeed so.
Obadiah has a pile of shit under his ass and Tony Stark on his head, and he still wants to fight with him!
Sky, who was concentrating on a fried egg on the plate, raised his head sleepily and glared at Tang Song who was touching his hair.
Tang Song picked up a small piece of egg and stuffed it into her mouth, which earned her two whimpering sounds.
"How's Ulysses Klaue handling it?"
Tang Song pinched Skye's slightly chubby face as he was chewing an egg, and asked Lai En with a smile.
Lai En put down the Western-style roujiamo with a large piece of beef in his hand and said:
"It has been shipped back to New York overnight, and it should be delivered to Kane this morning!"
Lai En then added: "Don't worry about his safety. I have sealed his acupuncture points with my true qi and put a talisman on him. No one can break it except you and a few of us!"
"Hmm!" Tang Song's spiritual consciousness swept over Lai En. Although the true Qi in Lai En's body had not yet reached the Qi training level, it had already passed through the small and large circulations and reached the level of releasing true Qi.
In the world of Jambu, Lai En's qualifications can be said to be top-notch.
After a while, Tang Song will find all the substitute herbs and make two more batches of pills. Maybe he will be able to break through to the Qi training level and reach the minimum standard for awakening his bloodline.
Although the people in this world do not have the blood of gods and demons, if Professor Connors' experiment can succeed,
He could try to transplant the blood of the Titans to Ryan and the others.
There is no way. Although Ryan, Kane and others have good qualifications, it is too difficult for them to understand the "Tao" of the Yama world with the thinking of the Marvel world.
The skills in the God and Demon Transformation were simple skills that Tang Song picked out from his memory, just like the dumb program in a computer.
Tang Song input the initial program. As long as they get started, the true energy can circulate on its own in Lai En and others' bodies. However, if they cannot understand and comprehend it when practicing to a high level, there will be a risk of going astray.
Therefore, Tang Song originally planned to combine the transformation of gods and demons with the biotechnology of the Marvel world.
However, this requires a huge amount of experimental data support, and Lai En and others must be able to practice the transformation of gods and demons to a certain level, and practice their spirits to a certain height to avoid the influence of the bestiality of the Titan beast.
“As for that invisible shoulder armor, find some people to see if they can make a replica of it and equip it for you and Kane’s men!
If we can replicate the black technology of optical invisibility, it will be of great help to these great guys under our command! "
"Yes! Boss!"
"That's mine!" Fox, who was drinking coffee nearby, muttered with a resentful look on his face.
… … …
Two days later, Tang Song and his subordinates arrived in Rome.
Ryan had already arranged the hotel and necessary vehicles in Rome in advance.
When they arrived in Rome, Tang Song specially found several big-name fashion designers from Milan for Skye.
After all, when you are in the fashion capital, how can you not indulge yourself
Skye simply loves it to the core.
Looking at the clothes designed by these designers, even Fox, who always had a cold face,
Her eyes also lit up. No woman can resist famous-brand clothes and bags, especially those designed by top designers.
Several fashion designers were really in love with the two clients, and the tips Tang Song gave them seemed to be a little too much.
Leaving Skye behind, Fox tried on clothes in the hotel and had the designer design them for him.
Lai En accompanied Tang Song to visit several friends in Rome one by one.
Two Italian congressmen and a major general in charge of military procurement...
It can be seen that after Stark Industries represented by Obadiah withdrew from the bidding, these "friends" were very enthusiastic about the arrival of Boss Tang.
After visiting an official in charge of acceptance of arms procurement, two cars drove loosely on the road towards the hotel where Tang Song was staying.
Tang Song sat in the car, playing with a Colt pistol, which was a return gift he received from the official.
The gift Tang Song gave was a pure gold pistol.
As the saying goes, courtesy and reciprocity is the norm, so there is naturally no such thing as bribery or corruption.
The vehicle was driving on the streets of Rome, Tang Song leaned against the window and admired the scenery of Rome.
Rome is the center of the Catholic Church in the world, with more than 700 churches and monasteries.
Seven Catholic universities.
Rome and Florence are both centers of the Italian Renaissance, and both still retain a rich Renaissance and Baroque style.
Tang Song looked at the churches and priests everywhere along the way, wondering whether he should visit West after finishing his work here.
The Catholic holy place, Vatican, is also located in Rome, on the high ground in its northwest corner.
The city of Vatican is closely related to China and Rome. Although its area is less than 0.44 square kilometers, its influence radiates throughout Europe and America.
This is also the reason why a high-ranking official of the Inquisition in Westerland can influence the top Italian military officials.
After all, the more powerful and wealthy people are, the more devout they are to religion, and the idea of paying for sins is deeply rooted in their hearts. This is also the reason why indulgences were so popular in the Middle Ages.
Many wealthy people are happy to donate to temples and churches. It seems that in their eyes, money can pave the way to heaven.
After all, the money has been given, and if we really go down, the gods in heaven would feel embarrassed to not show their respect.
When Tang Song was staring at the buildings on the street in a daze, a black car suddenly crashed into the Mercedes-Benz he was riding in from behind.
Lai Enmeng, who saw this scene through the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel and urgently avoided the car that had hit him from behind.
However, the bodyguard in the car in front was unable to dodge and was kissed hard on the butt.
Bang!
The two cars rear-ended each other, the bumper of the black car was directly broken off, and half of the front of the car was almost shattered.
"*%*%…"
The right door of the black car opened, and an Italian man with blood all over his face walked out cursing.
He walked towards the car Tang Song was sitting in while cursing.
After Lai En asked Tang Song for instructions, he went down with the bodyguard and stopped him.
Through the car window, Tang Song could see that the man who was hit was a little agitated, pointing at his wrecked car from time to time.
Lai En comforted the man, took out a checkbook from his pocket, signed the check, and handed it to the man.
However, the man seemed even more angry. He slapped away the check that Lai En handed over, still pointing at the car Tang Song was riding in, and spoke in rapid Italian.
At this time, the bodyguard whose car was hit in front also got out of the car, and six big men surrounded the man.
Watching the fun has nothing to do with race, country, or skin color. A car accident attracted many people to stop and watch.
The bustling crowd seemed to give the man courage. He wiped his forehead with his hand, pointed his bloody palm at the crowd, and said something loudly.
The people watching nearby were pointing and talking at the two high-end Mercedes-Benz cars.
Tang Song lowered half of the car window. Lai En took a look and trotted to the window.
"Boss, it seems like you did it on purpose. We have to go to the police station to handle it. Otherwise, you need to leave here first!"
Tang Song pushed the door open and got out of the car. He took out a large cigar as thick as a carrot, lit it and took a deep puff, with a sneer in his eyes:
"It seems that our opponents can't sit still anymore. Using this method is indeed an improvement. I thought the Italian Mafia only knew how to fight and kill?!
It seems that the Italian mafia is not made up of small-time scoundrels like the Italian army!"
Tang Song smiled and held a cigar in his hand, waving to a big man who was watching the fun a few dozen meters away.
The man in a suit and a top hat who had been secretly staring at Tang Song suddenly changed his expression and squeezed into the crowd. He quickly disappeared.
"Boss, is he from the Gambino family?!" Ryan seemed to realize it belatedly and said in sudden realization.
Of course, Lai En was smart enough to guess who was behind this, but as a subordinate, he naturally couldn't steal the opportunity to be in the limelight from his boss.
The Gambino family is one of the five major families of the Italian Mafia. The arms company that is now competing with Tang and Song for the arms bidding is an industry of the Gambino family.
Not far away, several policemen came over and stopped the man and Tang Song's bodyguards.
The man was speaking something loudly in Italian and pointing at Tang Song's car not far away.
A policeman looked over here and brought a colleague to walk towards Tang Song.
"Sir, please show me your ID. Someone has accused you of intentionally crashing his vehicle!"
As if seeing that Tang Song was a foreigner, the police spoke to Tang Song in English.
Tang Song took a puff of his cigar and blew a puff of smoke into the face of the policeman who was speaking.
"Is there something wrong with your eyesight, Mr. Officer? This car rear-ended my car. What? According to Italian traffic rules, is it the responsibility of the car in front to be rear-ended?"
"Ahem!" The policeman, choked by the cigar smoke, said angrily, "Sir, I can regard your behavior as assaulting a police officer!"
Tang Song said indifferently:
"A dog that attacks police officers will never bark, it will only bite the opponent's neck from behind.
If I really wanted to attack a police officer, officer, you would be shot dead while on patrol, and my fingerprints would never be found on it.
"Or, you want to try it! Didn't anyone teach you? When two tigers fight, it's best for some small fish to stay away!"
A faint light flashed in Tang Song's eyes.
When he met Tang Song's gaze, the angry policeman slowly loosened his fists, as if he had just had a fierce boxing match, and his clothes were all wet.
"I will let my bodyguard accompany you to deal with this incident. I have other things to do.
Oh, by the way, Ryan, call the best law firm in Rome, and send a lawyer's letter to the police!"
Lai En opened the car door for Tang Song. Tang Song patted the policeman on the shoulder and got back into the car.
Ryan walked to the driver's seat and closed the door.
"Boss, are we going back to the hotel?"
Tang Song took out a small snakeskin wallet from his suit pocket with a gentle smile on his face.
“When you come to Italy, you must see the characteristics of Italy and go to the Gambino Family Estate!”
… … …
The Mafia originated in Sicily, Italy, but it really made its fortune in the Federation.
In the 18th century, a wave of European immigration to America began. Mafia members flocked to the Union, took root in New York, and operated throughout the Union, manipulating the Union's gambling and pornography industries, trafficking in drugs, smuggling arms, and engaging in professional criminal activities such as kidnapping, murder, and robbery.
In the early days of New York, before the rise of Kingpin, the Mafia occupied most of the underground world in New York.
The five most famous families are named after five outstanding members: the Buiano family, the Colombo family, the Gambino family, the Genovese family and the Lucchese family.
However, with the rise of Kingpin, the Mafia's power in New York was gradually eroded by him, and finally the five major families were expelled from New York.
However, the influence of the Mafia families in the Federation and throughout Europe cannot be underestimated, otherwise they would not have a seat at the high tables of mainland hotels.
It is worth mentioning that the seat at the high table belonging to the elders of the Mafia is rotated among several major families.
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The car drove quickly towards the Gambino family's estate.
The Western-style manor covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters. The building at the entrance has a distinct ancient Roman style. There are many luxury cars parked in the parking lot not far from the entrance, and two bodyguards are standing at the entrance of the manor.
Tang Song straightened his clothes, slowly got out of the car, walked to the gate of the manor with ease, and greeted the bodyguard at the gate with a smile: "Please inform him that I am here to visit Mr. Gannobi!"
As he spoke, Tang Song waved towards the camera installed above the entrance of the manor.
A bodyguard looked at Tang Song and Lai En who was standing behind him.
He walked aside, took out the walkie-talkie and made a call.
Less than five minutes later, a well-dressed middle-aged man arrived at the door with a dozen gunmen.
The middle-aged man's face was pale with a hint of blue, and he looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activities. He rushed to the door with his men, panting. He looked at Tang Song warily.
Tang Song walked over slowly and said to him politely, "Well, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the president of Tang's Arms Company, and my last name is Tang!
Well, I just encountered a traffic accident on the road and my car was hit. Was that someone from your Gambino family?"
Tang Song's straightforward approach made the middle-aged man frown.
He looked at Tang Song and said, "*Guo Tang, I know you, I want to remind you, this is Italy, this is Rome, not New York!"
Before he finished speaking, a dozen gunmen thrust their hands into their arms.
Tang Song sneered and narrowed his eyes: "So, you call yourselves the local tyrants and want to steal my business! Just relying on these dozen rotten fish and shrimps!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said to Tang Song:
"*Guo Tang, I know you are very powerful in New York, but this is the territory of the Gannobi family.
Arms procurement is a fair bidding, no one stipulates that this business must be yours!
This is Rome. Even if our Gannobi family wants to steal your business, so what
According to what I know, you are now fighting for territory with Kingpin in New York. You don't want to provoke us again, right? If I were you, you'd better give up the arms procurement business! ? You will gain the friendship of the Gambino family!"
The friendship of the Gambino family, a family driven out of New York by Kingpin, was met with undisguised sarcasm on Tang Song's face.
"Nothing to talk about?"
Tang Song twisted the bone beads in his palm and smiled unusually warmly.