Chapter 256 Unbless Beauty

At first sight, Phil. Nanke walked in, Tom. Billcha immediately sat up and smiled: "Brother Nanke, sit down, let's gamble again."

Previously, Tom. Bircha and Fair. Nanke gambled ten games, but he was killed by Fell. Nanke won ten games, Tom. Bill was unconvinced and wanted to continue gambling to bring back his lost face.

Fell. Nanke just sat down, Tom. Billcha pulled up the beautiful woman who rubbed her legs and pushed Phil with one palm. Nanke's arms.

The thick eyebrows were raised, and a ** evil smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, Tom. Bill Cha Chaofei. Nanke squeezed his eyes and said narrowly, "The girl who just came, who didn't open/bred, gave it to Nanke's brother. Try it. It should be no worse than your little brother."

If it's just Tom. Billcha is a person, Phil. Nanke won't mind, but now, the three heavenly kings are present and are ridiculed in front of their subordinates, as if they were bisexual. Phil. Nanke's face was a little unbearable. He was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't help but feel a fire in his chest.

"Handsome guys are so cool! People like you like this!" The beautiful woman was coy, threw a wink, and took the opportunity to sit in Phil. On Nanke's thigh, she raised her hand painted with colored nails and stroked Phil. Nanke's face.

"Ah! The handsome man's face is so cold! Their hands are freezing! No, he is cold all over, like a piece of ice!" The beauty exclaimed and bounced as if she had burned her buttocks. Beauty from Phil. Nanko slipped out of his arms and hid in Tom. Bill looked behind him and stared at Phil with a frightened face. Nanke is like seeing a ghost.

Because I was still thinking about Pluto, I didn't get it, Tom. Billcha was very unhappy. He glanced at Phil. Nanke, see Phil. Nanke looked embarrassed and thought he had poked Phil. Nanke's pain became arrogant. He deliberately shrilled and said, "Baby, what do you know? This handsome man is nicknamed Cold-blooded Shura. His blood is cold, and of course it will freeze you. It seems that he is not blessed to accept beautiful women. Why don't you just sit on my brother's lap and let him warm you? With that, he pulled the beautiful woman into his arms and kissed the beautiful woman's tender face.

A trace of anger flashed in his amber eyes, but it was only a momentary change. Soon, Phil. Nanke returned to normal. For Tom. Billcha's cynicism, Phil. Nanke has also become accustomed to it. The two have been dealing with each other for nearly ten years. He also knows that Tom. Bircha and Carlo. Dan is almost a virtue, but Carlo. Danguang plays with women, Tom. Billcha eats both men and women.

Speaking of Tom. Bill came from his old son Tom. Sears said. Tom. Sears was born in the small Sicilian city of Lle Calafredi, Italy. At the age of 10, he immigrated to the United States with his family. At the age of 18, Sears and a group of brothers defected to the Gambino family, the largest mafia family in New York, and were instructed by John Gotti to successfully assassinate Paul Casteliano. After John Gotti successfully seized power, he supported Tom. Sears made him the second-in-command of the Gampino family. In 1992, John Gotti was arrested and jailed, after which Tom. Sears became the head of the Gampino family.

In recent years, due to the increased efforts of the U.S. police to crack down on the mafia, one after another indictments and interrogations have severely damaged the mafia. The five major families of Gampino, Ginovis, Lukese, Kolobo and Bonano have been difficult to show their old "brilliant". Tom. Sears hid in the cracks to survive. If it hadn't been for the big tree of the Flying Whale Gang, he would have stayed in prison to spend the spring and autumn.

Speaking of Tom. Bircha and Fair. Nanke's relationship can be traced back to eight years ago. That year, Phil. Nanke is 17 years old.

Actually, Phil. Nanke is 25 years old. Because he was possessed by Miller's soul energy 15 years ago, his body is full of youth and vitality. He looks like a 17- or 18-year-old teenager. Too young faces make it difficult for him to pretend to be old. When he met Fang Zhengtai, Fang Zhengtai was younger than him, but Fang Zhengtai was not only tall, but also looked quite mature and experienced. Therefore, he volunteered to be his younger brother. In addition, he has been the boss for a long time and always wants to be a younger brother. He wants to experience the feeling of "happiness" when he is surrounded by his brothers.

When I was 17 years old, Phil. Nanke is still using his real name Lang Nanke. That spring, accompanied by Edipus, he went to America for Tom. Sears transported a batch of weapons and equipment. This is also the first time that Lang Nanke has been with Tom. Sears contacted him. At that time, he didn't know Tom. Sears is the leader of the mafia. All he knows is that the mysterious man he wants to meet will bring him tens of millions of dollars in income, and in addition, he will be given 10,000 tons of rare metals. In order to show his sincerity, he decided to go in person.

In Manhattan, Tom. Sears's private residence, Tom. Billcha saw Lang Nanke for the first time. When Lang Nanke, wearing a silver suit, removed his sunglasses, immediately stunned the audience. Nearly 1.80 meters tall (at that time, he was still growing, shorter than his current height), his figure was strong and straight, with slightly curly black hair piled up on the top of his head like ink jade, his nose was high and straight, and a pair of amber eyes were cold and straight. The corners of his lips naturally raised, not angry and arrogant, but evoked a look of whether it was a mockery or a smile.

"Hello, I am Lang Nanke." Langnan Collo bowed and stretched out his right hand extremely elegantly. He wanted to be with Tom. Bill shook hands.

A light fragrance came to face, like the fragrance of grass leaves and the fragrance of flowers. What came into view was an extremely young and handsome face, and it was close at hand.

Oh, my God, can men be so handsome? There is also a seductive fragrance all over the body. Billcha suddenly felt dizzy, and his heart kept pounding. He looked at the stretched hand. The five fingers are neatly trimmed, the fingertips are slightly rose-red, the bones are clear, the skin is transparent and white, and you can clearly see the cyan blood vessels. Breathing, Billcha held the hand and didn't let go for a long time.

"Cough," Sears coughed twice, "Bill, don't be rude! This is the newly rising sea hegemon, the leader of the Flying Whale Gang - Lang Nanke. Master Nanke is 6 years younger than you. You are the elder brother, and you should ask him more advice.

"Yes, Father." Billcha's face turned slightly red, so he quickly let go of his hand.

The "Flying Whale Gang" suddenly rose after seven years of disappearance, and the master turned out to be a beautiful teenager. Even Sears, the leader of the mafia, couldn't help but look at Lang Nanke with new eyes. After meeting, everyone began to talk about business. When the business is settled, it is to get close to each other, for the development of the gang and for the long-term cooperation with each other in the future. After that, there will naturally be good wine and good dishes, plus beautiful women.

After the meal, Lang Nanke was surrounded by a group of bodyguards and walked into the ballroom. Such a charming Asian-European mixed-race American teenager naturally attracted the attention of countless beautiful women.

"Oh, my.god!"

The elegant and vigorous posture and handsome face not only caused a scream, but also took away countless turnaround rates. A stream of sour water surged up in his stomach, and Billcha couldn't help but feel jealous.

The dancers scrambled to dance with Lang Nanke, including blondes, brown-haired women, and black ladies. The dancers are extremely provocative, with charming eyes, crisp white breasts, tight buttocks, beautiful legs... The beautiful women tried their best to please the beautiful teenagers. Lang Nanke's reaction was very cold, but it was not that he was not confused, but that these vulgar fans in the wind and moon field could not arouse his sexual interest at all.

Finally, tired of the smell of perfume on the beautiful woman and the feeling of being hugged almost suffocated, Lang Nanke sat back on the sofa, lowered his eyes, and began to sipping red wine.

With a blonde beauty in her arms, her domineering eyes swept around the young man's handsome face. Bill swallowed his saliva, and he suddenly lost his feeling for the beautiful woman clinging to his chest.

"How about having a drink with me?" Bircha raised the goblet in his hand, with a trace of frivolity in his tone.

frowned, and Lang Nanke was very unhappy. He just raised his arm slightly as a response, because he didn't look up to the young master at all. Moreover, Billcha's tone sounded disrespectful.

Hmm, it's quite arrogant! The knife raised its eyebrows, and Billcha snorted in his heart. Without cooperation, Billcha stretched out his arm and finally bumped into a cup with Lang Nanke with a "bang".

After drinking the red wine in the glass, the tip of his tongue licked his thirsty lips, and his hot eyes moved down from the teenager's face and glanced at the snow-white neck. This skin is as smooth as jade and as white as porcelain. It is half covered by the collar of the dark red shirt. Under the soft light, it becomes more and more charming.

Put down the empty wine glass, picked up another glass of red wine, and glanced at Lang Nanke again with frivolous eyes.

With the soothing light music, the light in the dance hall became darker and darker. In the intertwined sound, with the muttering, some men and women made unbearable movements, and the air was full of various ambiguous smells.

A soft light hit the face of the beautiful teenager, and his beautiful and dignified face was shrouded in a layer of gold, but what was emitted from this layer of gold was awe-inspiring icy temperament. At this time, Lang Nanke was like a god, as if his whole body was shining.

The dark brown eyes stared at Lang Nanke, like two burning flames. After taking a sip of red wine with ice cubes, the cool and mellow ** slipped into the stomach, temporarily relieving the red heat all over his body, but his lips were still thirsty.

took a deep breath and calmed down his restlessness, with a trace of piety and inquiry in his eyes, just like admiring a precious work of art, Bill looked at the right hand of the beautiful teenager.

This hand was held by myself not long ago. Its skin is like curd, weak and boneless. Although it feels a little cold, it is extremely warm, just like holding an excellent jade, cool first and then warm. That feeling is simply wonderful!

Now, that hand is playing with the goblet. The goblet is empty. It is in the teenager's hand, sometimes held in the palm of the teenager, and sometimes rotated quickly on three jade-white fingers.

At this time, Lang Nanke is staring at the rotating goblet, and his erratic eyes are a trace of confusion, which seems to be both lost in meditation and recalling the long past.