Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

Chapter 360 Old Brad

After jumping off the fast-moving international train, Fade Chen started traveling alone, from the winding mountain road in Outer Mongolia, to the Siberian ice and snow road in the country of northern bears and giant wolves, to Yekaterinburg, Ukraine, Hungary, Austria ... He has walked this journey for at least half a month.

Although the scenery, humanistic scenery, and all kinds of mess along the way are something he has never seen before, they are really beautiful and attractive. No wonder so many people like to walk around and have a look around. It turns out that there are so many different things in this world.

But today, more than half a month later, Fade Chen finally got his wish and came to the streets of Rome, Italy. There are rows of majestic buildings, statues full of artistic flavor everywhere, the Colosseum, the Pantheon, St. Peter's Basilica... ...All of these without exception made him feel the rich cultural atmosphere and the vicissitudes of history of Italy, the "Cultural Capital".

It's just that he was here to kill people, so he gradually calmed down a bit of his playful attitude, and dialed the number that Uncle Yan Luoyan told him.

Beep, beep, beep...

"Hello." Hoarse Italian came from the microphone, Fade Chen frowned slightly. Because he doesn't understand the language.

"Can you speak English?" However, he continued slowly. This time, he used English. Along the way, apart from seeing more beautiful scenery in the world, his other biggest gain is that his oral English level has completely improved by leaps and bounds, which is equivalent to that of ordinary people learning four or five years. Year.

After all, his advantages are too obvious, whether it is memory or comprehension ability, they are amazingly strong. So it took him half a month to force himself to 'speak', and everything was taken for granted and came to fruition.

"Of course, but who are you?" The hoarse and unprofessional English came from the other end of the phone, as if it hadn't been spoken for a long time. But more is doubt.

Because with his status, it is naturally impossible for young people to talk to him in person, and they are not even qualified to know his private phone number, at least in Italy, it is definitely the case, but now... Of course he can hear the voice in the microphone That voice is very immature, very young, and belongs to young people.

So he, old Brad, was really puzzled.

"Hi, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Chen Fei and I am from Huaxia. My uncle Yan Luo told me your phone number, because I need to inquire about something from you." But at the next moment Fade Chen has already answered his doubts. Only a faint voice came from the microphone.

"Yan Luo, is that Yan Luo from Hong Kong?" In a dark room in a certain ancient castle in Rome, Italy, an old man in luxurious handmade clothes staggered to his feet, his blood-red old eyes showing a hint of surprise.

If it was the one who told him, then his old Brad naturally dare not neglect.

"Yes. It should be the one you imagined." Hearing this, Fade Chen heaved a sigh of relief and nodded. Being able to know people is naturally the best.

"Oh, dear Chen, I should be able to call you like that? Where are you now, Rome? How about I send someone to pick you up first, and when you arrive at the old castle of our Brad family, we will have a face-to-face interview Right." Old Brad on the other end of the phone said immediately.

"Naturally, it's a great honor. I'm at the Colosseum right now." Fade Chen naturally wouldn't refuse, and told the other party his current location.

"The Colosseum? Then please wait there for a while, I will send someone to pick you up now." After saying this, Old Brad hung up the phone, handed his butler to the room and ordered stand up.

After about half an hour like this, Fade Chen was picked up by a very elegant middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin. The car then drove to the old castle of the Brad family.

As a symbol of the underground world in Italy and Europe, the eleven mafia families are undoubtedly the defending kings! Especially the oldest and most upright blood family like the Brad family, and it is one of the three most powerful families! This undoubtedly makes the Brad family appear more authoritative and unique!

This kind of existence, even the Italian officials are unwilling to easily collide with it. The natural family castle occupies an astonishingly large area, which is estimated to be tens of thousands of square feet.

Accompanied by the slightly dazzling sunlight, the vehicle that Fade Chen was riding in gradually drove into that area - the fiefdom of the Brad family. Even Italian citizens are not eligible to step here, because this place is privately owned by them.

And at the end of the grassland and the endless rolling hillside, a towering castle suddenly came into view gradually.

Surrounded by many roses and thorns, the mossy stone walls are surrounded by ancient and elegant brilliance, the courtyard in front of the courtyard, the stone wall, the long corridor... the castle under the sun seems to have recovered from the silence, and the swaying reflections The brilliance of light and shadow is very beautiful.

"Sir, please get out of the car." When the vehicle in which Fade Chen was riding finally arrived at the gate of the ancient castle, the elegant middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin invited him.

This is the purest etiquette of the Italian nobility. And Chen Fei also got out of the car slowly in the etiquette here, looking at the ancient castle with a height of at least 100 meters in front of him, and the two rows of servants in suits and tuxedos on the left and right, and the hot maids in women's clothing... This kind of formation The battle really made him couldn't help sighing: "It's really enjoyable."

But of course he didn't say this kind of "stupid" so casually, but followed the middle-aged man in tuxedo with elegant long hair and pale skin into the castle. Different from the "small battles" in the black market in Hong Kong, this old castle of the Brad family seems to be truly an old castle in Fade Chen's eyes.

Whether it was the lifelike statue of blood clan more than ten meters high behind the gate, or the various cultural relics and paintings displayed on both sides of the road...even the portraits of some ancient figures, they all impacted Fade Chen's heart.

In other words, this seems to be the living environment that only real nobles can have... really enjoy it.

However, while Fade Chen was in a trance, the elegant middle-aged man with long hair and pale skin had already led him through the arched bridge gate, the passageway of literary works and portraits... Finally, the lights in front of him gradually dimmed.

Fade Chen was brought to a very high place in the old castle in front of a dimly lit wooden door. The elegant long-haired, pale-skinned middle-aged man stepped back and said respectfully: "Sir, the respected old Mr. Brad is in the room Inside. Please go in by yourself, I will take my leave first."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and left. Obviously, without the permission of that person, he is not qualified to enter it.

"All right."

Seeing this scene, Fade Chen slightly shrugged his shoulders, then stretched out his hand towards the somewhat old wooden door in front of him and slowly receded. The opened door slipped out.

Not only that, Fade Chen frowned slightly. Because he also felt a very strong smell of blood rushing towards him in that room, as well as a pair of old, cloudy, blood-red eyes.

"Are you the Chen who came to our Italy from that mysterious and ancient country? You look really young, but is there anything we Brad family can do for you?" Fade Chen appeared in the field of vision. A very skinny old man. He squinted his eyes and smiled, wearing a black dress inlaid with gold-edged patterns, looking at Fade Chen with a faint smile, and also looking at it.

In fact, he was also quite curious why Yan Luo from Hong Kong would give his contact information to such a young child. In his eyes, Fade Chen was too young. After all, their vampires have always been known for their long lifespan... and he, old Brad, is nearly two hundred years old now.

It survived the war that once spread to the whole world. Witnessing the development and changes of the world with my own eyes is an old antique that has witnessed the changes in Italian history and society.

But when he really cast his cloudy, blood-red eyes on Fade Chen and looked at him carefully, suddenly a strange color appeared on that old face. Because relying on his incomparably keen perception as the Duke of Blood, he could vaguely feel that this young man named Fade Chen possessed an astonishingly large amount of power in his body.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know how to address you. But the purpose of my trip... I want to know from you, where is the lair of Scarlet Fang?" Fade Chen seemed to be aware of the other party's old face His expression was perverted, and he simply became neither humble nor overbearing, and said lightly.

"Crimson Fang?"

And after hearing those four words, even the old Brad couldn't help but the expression on his old face changed slightly, showing a dignified way: "Forgive me for being too old and forgot to introduce myself. I'm really sorry. Dear Chen, You can call me Old Brad, and as for the Crimson Fangs... can I ask you one more question, what are you looking for them for?"

"Thank you for telling me your name, dear old Brad."

Hearing this, Fade Chen smiled politely, and immediately hooked the corners of his mouth, and those dark eyes that were as clear as glass flashed a palpitating coldness: "It's not a big deal. I just want to settle accounts with them " Fade Chen quietly pulled his collar so that the other party could notice his neck.

"Accounting?"

Hearing this, even an Italian hero like old Brad couldn't help being slightly stunned, but he also immediately noticed Fade Chen's small movements, noticed the scar on his neck, and immediately his pupils trembled slightly. Because at his age, of course he can tell, it seems to be... a bullet hole, right?

"I do know where the lairs of the Scarlet Fangs are, but... respected Chen, are you sure you really want to do that? Maybe you don't know them. As the most powerful killer organization in Italy, Scarlet Zhiya, they are not easy to mess with." The old Brad finally uttered the information Fade Chen wanted.

However, he is also persuading.

As the most powerful killer organization in Italy, even the Brad family usually stay away from the Crimson Fangs, so as not to get involved with those lunatics, they can't get rid of them. So Fade Chen, who is too young, although he doesn't seem too ordinary, how can he be compared with that kind of lunatic murder group?

This is so unrealistic.