Chapter 1659: Greedy Scum

At the same time when the lobby manager introduced the scumbags of the Casamonica family, Ye Tian had secretly turned on the perspective to thoroughly see these mafia scumbags.
Except for the unlucky stall owner who had completely lost his mind, there were five people on the other side, three of whom were in their twenties or thirties, and the other two were in their forties.
The two older guys were standing in front, and the remaining three scumbags were standing in the back. Everyone had a hostile look and a greedy light flashed in their eyes.
Judging from their standing, clothing and temperament, the two guys in their forties should be the leaders of the scum gang, and the rest are horses and thugs.
A pistol and a dagger were hidden on the two leaders. The scum in the back also had a USP pistol, which was inserted under the armpit, and the bullet was loaded.
The remaining two young scums each carried a dagger, and the cold light flickered and was extremely sharp.
The guns found on these scumbags were as early as Ye Tian's expectation, and he did not feel surprised at all.
Although both Italy and the United States have mafia, the situation is different.
In the United States, as a last resort, the Mafia will not murder police and judges to offend the authority of the country. This is because it is afraid of causing fierce police resistance and attracting crazy sweeps and suppression.
But in Italy, the situation is just the opposite.
The Italian Mafia has a long tradition of assassinating police and judges. The purpose is to frustrate the vigor of the police and make the police feel scared, so that they dare not suppress the mafia too much.
Because of this, these scumbags from the Casamonica family were able to enter the hotel with their guns and daggers and came to Ye Tian and the others.
Out of consideration for their own safety, the Italian police inside and outside the hotel, although they knew that the scumbags were mafia and that the visitors were bad, they did not conduct a body search.
In an instant, Ye Tian had grasped the situation of these Mafia scumbags, and immediately retracted his sight, ended the perspective, and at the same time increased his vigilance.
As soon as the hotel lobby manager finished speaking, he glanced at these mafia scum, then smiled and said:
"Good evening, gentlemen, I am very glad to meet you here. I am Steven. I have been admired for the Casa Monica family in Rome for a long time. I did not expect to see you here.
I don't know what you are looking for me? What do you want to talk to me? I don’t have any intersection with the Casamonica family. I never thought it would attract your family’s attention. I’m very curious"
The two mafia leaders glanced at each other, and the guy on the right took a step forward, smiling and saying:
"Good evening, Mr. Steven, welcome to Florence, I am Tony, from the Casa Monica family in Rome, we are also very happy to meet you, it is a great honor.
You are right. Before that, the Casamonica family did not have any intersection with you, and never had any dealings with you, but now things are different.
Simon is a friend of our Casamonica family. It was he who invited us to come forward today to talk to you about the ownership of the portrait of Botticelli."
As he said, he pointed his finger at Simon, the unlucky stall owner who was looted by Ye Tian this afternoon.
Will this guy who has completely lost his mind be a friend of the Casamonica family? What a nonsense! Who do you believe?
You scumbags are not flies away and smell of money. Driven by greed, you took the initiative to find this hapless guy, under the guise of giving him a head start, ready to make a lot of money!
Ye Tian spit out a few words in disdain, and he could see through what these scumbags were full of.
Of course, this is his psychological activity and cannot be resorted to!
Without hesitation, Ye Tian glanced at that idiot Simon, then chuckled and shook his head and said:
"It is a pity that you are a step late, gentlemen, the portrait of Botticelli has been sold by me to the Florence Academy of Fine Arts. The transaction has just been completed and the price is 80 million euros.
I said before in Piazza Michelangelo that I would study and appraise the classical oil painting with the Florence Academy of Fine Arts. The appraisal result has been released. It is indeed the work of the artist Botticelli.
And that painting is very important, with extremely high academic research value and artistic value. As soon as the appraisal result was released, Mario from the Academy of Fine Arts and the others proposed to acquire it, and we immediately concluded the transaction.
The art transaction contract for the sale of the classical oil painting was in the hands of my lawyer at this time. As for the transaction amount of 80 million euros, it has also been remitted to my bank account, and everything went smoothly! "
Hearing what Ye Tian said, Simon immediately got anxious and screamed directly, like crazy.
"What? You have already sold that oil painting, how is this possible? That classical oil painting belongs to me, the 80 million euros belong to me, and it definitely does not belong to you, the evil robber!"
While screaming frantically, Simon's blood-red eyes tried to rush forward desperately, but he was caught in time by Tony's two men.
Ye Tian looked at Simon and these Mafia scums coldly, eyes full of disdain, and fierce murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.
Cole, standing in front of and around Ye Tian and Betty, instantly raised their alert level to the highest level, staring at the mafia scums vigilantly, ready to take action at any time.
The Italian policemen in the hotel lobby were all complaining and tense.
They were also on high alert, staring closely at the situation here. Several guys even put their hands deep in their arms and held the handles of the pistols.
In a flash, the atmosphere in the hotel lobby has become extremely tense, and the air seems to be filled with the choking smell of gunpowder, and a little spark can completely detonate.
The scene fell silent, Simon no longer yelled, just staring at Ye Tian, ​​eyes full of hatred, fear and despair.
Those Mafia scumbags didn't say a word, their faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot, and they were extremely ugly, just like a dead father!
After a while, Tony said with a gloomy face:
"I didn't expect you to move so fast, Steven, resolute and resolute, admire, but it doesn't matter, since that oil painting has been sold~EbookFREE.me~ let's talk about the ownership of the 80 million euros!... …"
He was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted unceremoniously by Ye Tian.
"There is nothing to talk about, Tony, the process of buying that classical oil painting is completely legal. There are many people at the scene who can testify, including two Italian military policemen.
Naturally, I also have the power to dispose of the classical oil painting. No one has the right to interfere. The 80 million euros are my wealth, and no one wants to covet it.
I am very clear about why you are here, so I won’t point it out here so that you don’t look good on your face. Here, I advise you, it’s better not to mix up this matter.
Some money can be made, but some money cannot be made! That's all to say, it's getting late, we have to go back to rest, and I wish you a good night, goodbye! "
After speaking, Ye Tian walked forward with Betty, too lazy to deal with these Mafia scum.
Cole and the others immediately followed, guarded Ye Tian and Betty, and walked towards the elevator together.