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In the bay city, a luxurious decorated standalone villa stands on the beach.
Baifeng and Qino walk on the pristine artificial beach, which is also part of the villa. There is a winding stone path laid with cobblestones leading to the back door of the villa. A smiling blonde Caucasian in formal attire is standing outside the door, warmly welcoming the two visitors.
"Cappuccino! It's been a long time since we last met!"
The blond man is Albert, a major client of Chino and the contemporary spokesperson of the largest gang in Sardinia, Tridents. He gave Chino a big hug and Chino responded with a big smile on his face, both vigorously patting each other's backs to show their familiarity.
"Albert! It's been two whole years, I've been doubting whether I can still do business with you in this lifetime!"
Chino responded with a smile as Albert released his embraced hands and looked at Baifeng with a smile, asking, "Chino, is this young gentleman your friend?"
"Let me introduce you."
Chino smiled and put his arm around Baifeng's shoulder, introducing, "This is my friend, Baifeng, you can think of him as my partner!"
"Mr. Bai, hello!"
Albert enthusiastically reached out and shook hands with Baifeng, then extended his arm and smiled, saying, "Gentlemen, let's go inside and chat, the wine is just waking up."
"1986 Onaya?"
With a raised eyebrow, Chino entered the restaurant with the other three, and they laughed and chatted as they sat down. Bai Feng naturally abstained from drinking, and Albert didn't insist either. Instead, he enthusiastically engaged in conversation with Chino, without neglecting Bai Feng either. It was apparent that Albert was very interested in this sudden unfamiliar face and kept trying to steer the conversation towards Bai Feng.
After three rounds of drinking, the three of them had eaten enough. Albert waved his hand to dismiss the waiter standing beside him, leaving only a small, capable young man who looked like a bodyguard. Bai Feng knew that the real show was finally about to begin.
"So, Chino, my old friend, you must have brought me what I wanted, right?"
Albert rubbed his hands and whispered.
Chino smiled, wiped his hands with a napkin, and then handed over a silver portable hard drive without hesitation in Albert's expectant gaze.
Albert gave a signal with his eyes, and the young man beside him collected the hard drive. His smile became even more radiant, and he raised his tall glass, gesturing, "To our successful cooperation this time, I think we should have a drink!"
"Of course!"
Chino naturally raised his wine glass and went along with it, but after putting down the glass, Albert's face suddenly became serious. He looked around the restaurant to confirm that there were no extra personnel before lowering his voice and saying, "Chino, we've known each other for almost ten years, right?"
"Nine and a half years, almost ten years."
Chino naturally also noticed the change in atmosphere, he remained calm and Albert continued to say self-consciously, "Nine and a half years, it's been a really long time, Chino. You know, I have dealt with many information traffickers in my business, but only you have been a long-term partner."
"Mr. Gambino, taking money to get things done is only natural."
Chino forced a formulaic smile on his face, unable to discern Albert's thoughts, so he simply nodded in agreement.
"That's right, charging for services is only natural, and you have truly achieved that."
Albert muttered, and then seemed a little emotional. He said solemnly, "Chino, my request for you to personally deliver the intelligence also has another meaning. I have a commission of 800,000 euros here, I don't know if you would be willing to take it."
"This naturally has to be done according to the rules. I need to hear Mr. Gambino's instructions."
Upon hearing this, Chino perked up and looked intently at Albert. Bai Feng's eyebrows creased slightly, and he had realized since the handover of the hard drive that the atmosphere in the restaurant had become more sinister. His intuition for danger, honed over the years, told him that something might happen. Bai Feng instinctively let his hand drop onto his thigh, assuming a discreet alert posture.
"Chino, I have kidney failure, it has progressed to uremia, and my physical condition does not allow for organ transplantation surgery. The doctor said I only have a few months left."
Albert spoke slowly in a deep voice, while Chino's face showed a surprised expression. However, Albert raised his hand to stop Chino's questions and continued, "It can't be cured. I'm planning to pass on the position to my brother, Vito, whom you have also met. He is on his way here. After all, it doesn't matter if I die; we can't let the hard-won glory of the Gambino family disappear with me."
Albert self-deprecatingly smiled and said, "Chino, you are a very reputable intelligence dealer, and your abilities are also outstanding. I believe you should be clear about the organization structure of Trident."
"It may be an occupational disease, I do know that you have three core members under you, each overseeing different areas, namely your brother Vito, Massimo, and Connie. If I'm not mistaken, the other two should be aware of your physical condition and may have some ulterior motives. The task you wish to entrust is to help your brother successfully inherit the Trident, preferably by eliminating the other two, right?"
Baifeng feels that the current Chino is not at all like the person she first met, without any attributes of being a chatterbox, with a wise gleam in his eyes, confidently and logically analyzing.
Albert gently clapped his hands and then pointed at himself seriously, saying, "Chino, you are right in your analysis, but there is one thing you got wrong."
"Oh?"
Chino raised his eyebrows in agreement, while Bai Feng sat there, observing his nose and heart, playing the role of a quiet and reserved person.
"My kidney failure comes from either Massimo or Connie — it's also possible that they both collaborated and poisoned my drink, causing me to develop acute kidney failure, which eventually progressed to uremia by the time it was discovered. I'm not sure who did it, but that's not important. I already know that both of them have plans to set up their own businesses, and after realizing that I only have a few months left, they couldn't wait and were eager to get rid of me."
Albert looked very serious and said word by word, "Eight hundred thousand euros, two things. First, get rid of Massimo and Connie. I don't care who is innocent, I just want my brother to inherit Trident smoothly and let the glory of the Gambino family continue to shine on Sardinia. Second, escort my son, little Albert Gambino, out of here. It would be best to send him to England. I have arranged everything for him there. He can live a normal life away from the gang's fights and grow up safely and peacefully. Chino, are you willing to accept this mission?"
"Mr. Gambino, 800,000 euros is not a small amount, and as far as I know, Connie is manageable, but Massimo has recruited a large number of people behind the scenes. This task you are entrusting to me is not easy, I need to discuss it with my partners."
Chino smiled and looked at Albert, sincerely saying, Albert seemed to have anticipated this as well and there was not much disappointment on his face. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes and said softly, "Chino Russo, you are the best intelligence dealer in Italy and the most reputable businessman. I trust you a lot, but I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible because I really don't have much time left. The enemy could strike at me anytime, even at my child. "
"Rest assured, I will give you a reply as soon as possible. Sorry for the inconvenience."
"Chino nodded solemnly, then pulled on Baifeng's sleeve, indicating that they should go out and discuss the matter at hand."
At this moment, a roar from the engine could be heard outside the villa. Albert whispered, "Looks like my dear brother has arrived. He loves these high-powered muscle cars the most."
“bong——”
BANG!
Baifeng and Qino immediately reacted by crouching down on the ground. At the same time, the young bodyguard who had been silent by the dining table also made the correct response, leaping onto Albert and causing both of them, along with the chair, to fall to the ground.
Baifeng immediately drew his pistol from the holster at his waist, pointing it in the direction of the cave entrance. He could tell that amidst the sudden explosion, there was a distinct sound of gunfire, although the intervals were too short to distinguish different types of firearms. Although he couldn't determine the exact model of the gun, Baifeng could tell for sure that it was the sound of a sniper rifle, and the caliber was definitely not small!
Through the bottom of the long dining table, a clear view could be seen of a huge hole blasted open in the restaurant's exterior wall, with several figures glowing green on their faces appearing outside.
"Enemy attack! They have night vision goggles! Watch out for snipers!"
Baifeng toppled the dining table onto the ground and positioned it facing the exploded cavity, hoping that the seemingly solid tabletop could provide some resistance against the enemy's firepower. After all, it was the best shelter he could find nearby. Then, dragging the sluggish Chino along, he crawled slowly in the direction away from the cavity.
Although Bai Feng's reaction was fast, it was still a step too late for Albert. He lay on the ground, with the young bodyguard who had reached his reaction limit pressed on top of him, looking at his employer in horror.
Albert's abdomen was torn open, and it was clear without looking closely that there was no hope for him. With trembling hands, he reached into the inner pocket of his suit and pulled out a golden envelope sealed with a trident emblem. He smiled at Chino and said with a quivering voice, "I never expected them to act so urgently, but luckily I was prepared... Chino, I... I hope you can take on this task, as... as a friend... Gurgle..."
Albert's mouth is filled with copious amounts of bloody foam. Chino takes the envelope from his hand and solemnly says, "Mr. Albert Gambino, I accept your commission. I swear on my honor as Chino Russo that I will faithfully complete your commission!"
Albert's mouth raised a noticeable arc, unable to speak, or may have lost the ability to speak, then his head tilted to the side, and his eyes completely lost all vitality.
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