Evil Awe-Inspiring Chapter 160

The banquet hall is undoubtedly very luxurious, and every guest here has a very prominent background!

Papa 8 obviously has wide connections . I follow him and shuttle in the banquet hall . I see men and women gathering in small circles to chat in low voice .

Frankly speaking, I was shocked in the first ten minutes . But ten minutes later I'm calm, or numb? If you stand face to face with the top three family leaders of North America, you will be nervous . But if in ten minutes, all you see are big men of such high cla.s.s, so many big men with great power in front of you, you will become as numb as I am .

Papa 8 warmly embraces a lovely fat man with a bright smile on his face . They have a pleasant conversation for a long time and then introduces me . He gave me an ident.i.ty: his nephew . I salute that fat man with my recent burst of English . My English is not very good, after all, learning a language is not easy . But when the other speaks slowly and the sentences are not too complicated, I can basically understand .

This lovely white fat man, who looks harmless, is actually the representative of a famous Mafia family in the eastern US .

Then Papa 8 talks to an Italian old man who belongs to a famous Sicilian mafia family . They just talk casually about the weather or life and so on . Finally, Papa 8 takes a polite care of the investment and gets the answer that they have invested in the latest movie that is showing very well with the box office .

After a few words of conversation, we walk away . Papa 8 smiles at me and says, "It's a good way to invest in movies to launder money . Unfortunately, the investment restrictions in Hollywood are not too friendly to us . Alas, a good business oppotunity we can't get involved in for the time being . "

So far, I have some doubts . I don't quite understand why Papa 8 takes me to such a high level party .

Although I have officially worked with Papa 8, I haven't even touched his business . Tonight he takes me here and it's clear that my role is not just an ordinary follower . He introduces me as his nephew very seriously to several big people .

The implication of this action is worth thinking deeply about .

At 8 p . m . , I finally see Mr . Sorin, the G.o.dfather of h.e.l.l Angels, the legendary ruler of the Canadian underworld .

Mr . Sorin should be about the same age as Papa 8, but he looks much older and has silver hair . His face is distinct, chin is slightly thin, and his facial lines are charming, He has the same pair of blue eyes as Sophie's . I'm sure . Mr . Sorin must have been a handsome man when he was young .

His eyes are full of wisdom, which is a kind of calm . It's a kind of stability and calmness precipitated by years . Such a person, full of a manner that makes him look very eye-catching, every move seems to take the momentum of the superior .

It can be said that of all the great men I have met in my life, Mr . Sorin is the best in his manners and momentum .

Then I see Sophie, the "Highness Princess", is standing beside Mr . Sorin .

If the impression I have made from the encounter with this beautiful woman before was that angelic innocence and beauty, tonight, she's showing the opposite .

The long golden wavy hair is cleverly pulled up, deliberately showing her swan-like neck . She's wearing a dark, tight sleeveless ruffled s.h.i.+rt and the low-breasted style perfectly displays her plump upper circ.u.mference curve! Especially the two perfect hemispheres expose to the air in front of the chest, with a faint ivory l.u.s.ter! Bohemian style skirt, a pair of plump long legs, and a pair of crystal high-heeled shoes perfect set off her n.o.ble temperament, the transparent tie outlines the beautiful arc of the calf .

It can be said that her dress tonight is undoubtedly a full display of her charm as a woman! I just look at her and a word jumps out of my heart .

s.e.xy!

Mr . Sorin and her daughter step down the steps side by side . Sophie is holding her farther by the arm . Her blue eyes seem to be still looking for someone . At last, they suddenly fall on me . Then I see she bow her head and say something to Mr . Sorin .

Papa 8 also sees them and immediately walks over .

h.e.l.lo, my friend . " Mr . Sorin smiles and releases his daughter . He opens his arms and smiles at Papa 8 . They hug each other and I see Sophie is squinting at me . I meditate and remember what Papa 8 has told me before and want to say h.e.l.lo to her . But Papa 8 is talking to Mr . Sorin, and I can't interrupt them .

"Your business has been good lately . " Mr . Sorin has a cigar in his hand with a faint smile . His English p.r.o.nunciation is clear: "However, it seems that there is too much actions here in Vancouver these days . Some old friends have come to me . I hope I can come out and advise you that negotiations are always more effective than war . "

"But when negotiations break down, war is inevitable, isn't it?" Papa 8 responds quietly .

Mr . Sorin is smiling, instead of dwelling on the topic, he immediately puts his eyes on me: "This gentleman is . . . ?"

"My nephew . " Papa 8 smiles and look at me . I immediately take a step forward, shake hands with Mr . Sorin and say h.e.l.lo to him .

Mr . Sorin looks at me for a moment, then suddenly smiles intentionally and says, "Mr . Fang, is this young man really just your nephew? He's so handsome . He's not your son, is he?"

Papa 8 grins: "He is a very good young man . If I had such a son, I would be very happy, but unfortunately he is not . "

Mr . Sorin is laughing like an old fox . Then he takes a look at the time and say, "Well, we still have some time . Now let's talk about our old fellow's topics . You young people are going somewhere else for the time being, so as not to get bored . You're not interested in our old fellows anyway . "

Then he looks at his daughter with undisguised doting in his eyes . I understand that . Anyone who has such a beautiful daughter like Sophie will surely regard her as the apple of his eye .

Sophie smiles . She says h.e.l.lo to Papa 8 politely . Then she greets me and extends her arms generously to hold me .

"Come on, I'll show you around . "

I know that Mr . Sorin may have something important to talk about with Papa 8 .

I guess it's also likely to be related to the conflicts of that time . After all, Mr . Sorin is the arbiter of the Canadian underground order, and he would certainly not sit idly by .

Sophie and I walk away . Her chest is close to my arm and I'm feeling a soft pressure . It's actually a wonderful feeling . But I instinctively know that this woman is someone I shouldn't provoke, and I don't have much thought about her in my mind .

The two of us walk side by side to the open-air terrace on the side of the banquet hall . The terrace is nearly 100 square meters in size, with a small fountain on it . In fact, there are many such balconies on both sides of the banquet hall, which are probably dedicated to the use of places for guests who need quiet s.p.a.ce to talk . Along the way, Sophie greet with a lot of people . Her face is full of smiles and charm . I can feel that many men are somewhat fascinated .

Out of the terrace, I breathe a sigh of relief, quietly pull out my arms, cough, slightly sideways open a little face, not looking directly at her, but at the lamp post behind her, and murmur, "Miss Sophie, I think I need to say sorry to you . . . Um . . . "

Sophie raises her chin slightly and stares at me with her blue eyes . Suddenly she interruptes me in an unkind tone: "Don't you know that when you are apologizing, at least you need to look into the other's eyes?"

I grin bitterly, take back my distant eyes, look into her eyes at close range, and slowly say, "I'm sorry . "

I must say that only by looking closely at her eyes can I realize the amazing attraction! Those blue eyes are like a pool of lake water . The more you look at them, the more you feel like you've been stuck in .

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I see a little bit of a smile in her eyes . But unfortunately, it does not seem to be a kind smile, but with a touch of cunning and ridicule, or even teasing or sarcasm .

"Oh, now you are apologizing?"