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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0069_part_02
Chapter 92
chapter 0069 part 2
"That stealth shoulder armor, find some people later and see if you can replicate it. Equip it for you and Kane's subordinates! If the optical stealth black technology can be replicated, it will be a great help to our subordinates!"
"Yes, Boss!"
"That's mine!" Huohu Fokesi, who was drinking coffee nearby, muttered resentfully, looking plaintive.
...
Two days later, Tang Song arrived in Rome with a group of Subordinates.
Lane had already arranged hotels and the necessary cars in Rome in advance.
Upon arriving in Rome, Tang Song specifically found several top designers from Milan for Skye. After all, having arrived in the fashion capital, how could they not indulge in some luxury?
Skye absolutely loved it. Looking at the clothes designed by these designers, even the usually cold-faced Fox had a gleam in her eyes. No woman can refuse designer clothes and bags, especially when they are personally designed by top designers.
The designers also adored their two clients. The tip Tang Song gave them seemed a bit too generous.
Leaving Skye and Fox at the hotel for fittings and letting the designers work on their clothes,
Lane accompanied Tang Song to visit several friends in Rome one by one.
Two Italian Councillors, a major general responsible for military procurement...
It was clear that after Stark Industries, represented by Obadiah, withdrew from the bidding conference, these "friends" were very enthusiastic about Boss Tang's arrival.
After visiting an official responsible for accepting military procurement, two cars drove some distance apart on the road, heading towards the hotel where Tang Song was staying.
Tang Song sat in the car, playing with a Colt handgun. This gun was a return gift he received from the official.
The gift Tang Song gave was a pure gold pistol.
It's about reciprocating favors, so naturally, there's no talk of bribery.
As the cars drove on the streets of Rome, Tang Song leaned against the window, admiring the view of Rome.
Rome is the center of the Catholic Church worldwide, with over 700 churches and monasteries,
And seven Catholic universities.
Rome, along with Florence, was a center of the Italian Renaissance, and it still preserves a wealth of Renaissance and Baroque style architecture.
As Tang Song looked at the churches and clergy everywhere along the way, he wondered if he should visit West after finishing up here.
The holy land of Catholicism, the Vatican, is also located within the city-within-a-city of Rome, on the high ground northwest of him.
The Vatican, this city-within-a-city, is closely related to Rome. Although its area is less than 0.44 square kilometers, its influence radiates throughout Europe and the Americas.
This is also why West, a high-level staff member of the Inquisition, could influence high-level staff in the Italian Military.
After all, the more powerful and wealthy people are, the more they have a peculiar devotion to religion. The concept of atonement through money is deeply ingrained in their hearts. This is also why indulgences were rampant in the Middle Ages. Many wealthy people were very happy to donate to temples and churches, as if in their eyes, money could pave a road for them to heaven.
After all, if they've already given the money, it would be awkward for the deities in heaven not to show them some favor if they ended up there.
As Tang Song was lost in thought, looking at the architecture along the street, a black car suddenly crashed into the Mercedes-Benz car Tang Song was in from behind.
Seeing this scene through the rearview mirror, Lane sharply turned the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding the car that crashed into them from behind.
However, the front car carrying the bodyguards couldn't dodge in time and was severely rear-ended.
Bang! The two cars had a rear-end collision. The bumper of the black car was directly broken off, and half of its car front was almost shattered.
"*%*%"
The right car door of the black car opened, and an Italian man with a face full of blood walked out, cursing.
He walked towards the car Tang Song was sitting in while cursing.
After getting permission from Tang Song, Lane and the bodyguards went down and stopped him.
Through the car window, Tang Song could see that the man who was hit was a bit agitated, constantly pointing at his wrecked car.
Lane comforted the man and took out a checkbook from his pocket, signed a check, and handed it to the man.
However, it seemed the man became even more furious. He slapped away the check Lane offered, still pointing at the car Tang Song was in, speaking rapid Italian language.
At this time, the bodyguard from the rear-ended front car also got out of the car. Six big men surrounded the man.
Watching a spectacle is universal, regardless of 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 and pointed his blood-covered palm at the crowd, shouting something loudly.
The people watching nearby pointed at the two luxury Mercedes-Benz cars.
Tang Song lowered the car window halfway. Lane glanced at him and jogged to the window.
"Boss, it looks intentional. He insists on going to the police station to handle it. Why don't you leave here first!"
Tang Song directly pushed the door open and got out of the car. He took out a thick, radish-sized cigar, lit it, and took a deep puff. A cold smile flickered in his eyes: "It seems our opponent can't sit still. This method is an improvement, though. I thought the Italian Mafia only knew fighting and killing?!
It seems the Italian Underworld isn't all weaklings like the Italian Military!"
Tang Song smiled and waved his cigar at a big man watching from dozens of meters away.
This man, wearing a suit and a fedora, who had been secretly watching Tang Song, his complexion changed drastically. He squeezed into the crowd and quickly disappeared after a few dashes.
"Boss, is that someone from the Gambino family?!" Lane seemed to realize it later, saying with sudden understanding.
"That stealth shoulder armor, find some people later and see if you can replicate it. Equip it for you and Kane's subordinates! If the optical stealth black technology can be replicated, it will be a great help to our subordinates!"
"Yes, Boss!"
"That's mine!" Huohu Fokesi, who was drinking coffee nearby, muttered resentfully, looking plaintive.
...
Two days later, Tang Song arrived in Rome with a group of Subordinates.
Lane had already arranged hotels and the necessary cars in Rome in advance.
Upon arriving in Rome, Tang Song specifically found several top designers from Milan for Skye. After all, having arrived in the fashion capital, how could they not indulge in some luxury?
Skye absolutely loved it. Looking at the clothes designed by these designers, even the usually cold-faced Fox had a gleam in her eyes. No woman can refuse designer clothes and bags, especially when they are personally designed by top designers.
The designers also adored their two clients. The tip Tang Song gave them seemed a bit too generous.
Leaving Skye and Fox at the hotel for fittings and letting the designers work on their clothes,
Lane accompanied Tang Song to visit several friends in Rome one by one.
Two Italian Councillors, a major general responsible for military procurement...
It was clear that after Stark Industries, represented by Obadiah, withdrew from the bidding conference, these "friends" were very enthusiastic about Boss Tang's arrival.
After visiting an official responsible for accepting military procurement, two cars drove some distance apart on the road, heading towards the hotel where Tang Song was staying.
Tang Song sat in the car, playing with a Colt handgun. This gun was a return gift he received from the official.
The gift Tang Song gave was a pure gold pistol.
It's about reciprocating favors, so naturally, there's no talk of bribery.
As the cars drove on the streets of Rome, Tang Song leaned against the window, admiring the view of Rome.
Rome is the center of the Catholic Church worldwide, with over 700 churches and monasteries,
And seven Catholic universities.
Rome, along with Florence, was a center of the Italian Renaissance, and it still preserves a wealth of Renaissance and Baroque style architecture.
As Tang Song looked at the churches and clergy everywhere along the way, he wondered if he should visit West after finishing up here.
The holy land of Catholicism, the Vatican, is also located within the city-within-a-city of Rome, on the high ground northwest of him.
The Vatican, this city-within-a-city, is closely related to Rome. Although its area is less than 0.44 square kilometers, its influence radiates throughout Europe and the Americas.
This is also why West, a high-level staff member of the Inquisition, could influence high-level staff in the Italian Military.
After all, the more powerful and wealthy people are, the more they have a peculiar devotion to religion. The concept of atonement through money is deeply ingrained in their hearts. This is also why indulgences were rampant in the Middle Ages. Many wealthy people were very happy to donate to temples and churches, as if in their eyes, money could pave a road for them to heaven.
After all, if they've already given the money, it would be awkward for the deities in heaven not to show them some favor if they ended up there.
As Tang Song was lost in thought, looking at the architecture along the street, a black car suddenly crashed into the Mercedes-Benz car Tang Song was in from behind.
Seeing this scene through the rearview mirror, Lane sharply turned the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding the car that crashed into them from behind.
However, the front car carrying the bodyguards couldn't dodge in time and was severely rear-ended.
Bang! The two cars had a rear-end collision. The bumper of the black car was directly broken off, and half of its car front was almost shattered.
"*%*%"
The right car door of the black car opened, and an Italian man with a face full of blood walked out, cursing.
He walked towards the car Tang Song was sitting in while cursing.
After getting permission from Tang Song, Lane and the bodyguards went down and stopped him.
Through the car window, Tang Song could see that the man who was hit was a bit agitated, constantly pointing at his wrecked car.
Lane comforted the man and took out a checkbook from his pocket, signed a check, and handed it to the man.
However, it seemed the man became even more furious. He slapped away the check Lane offered, still pointing at the car Tang Song was in, speaking rapid Italian language.
At this time, the bodyguard from the rear-ended front car also got out of the car. Six big men surrounded the man.
Watching a spectacle is universal, regardless of 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 and pointed his blood-covered palm at the crowd, shouting something loudly.
The people watching nearby pointed at the two luxury Mercedes-Benz cars.
Tang Song lowered the car window halfway. Lane glanced at him and jogged to the window.
"Boss, it looks intentional. He insists on going to the police station to handle it. Why don't you leave here first!"
Tang Song directly pushed the door open and got out of the car. He took out a thick, radish-sized cigar, lit it, and took a deep puff. A cold smile flickered in his eyes: "It seems our opponent can't sit still. This method is an improvement, though. I thought the Italian Mafia only knew fighting and killing?!
It seems the Italian Underworld isn't all weaklings like the Italian Military!"
Tang Song smiled and waved his cigar at a big man watching from dozens of meters away.
This man, wearing a suit and a fedora, who had been secretly watching Tang Song, his complexion changed drastically. He squeezed into the crowd and quickly disappeared after a few dashes.
"Boss, is that someone from the Gambino family?!" Lane seemed to realize it later, saying with sudden understanding.
