The makeup technique of the four great evil techniques in Asia is really not a big deal.

Jiang Hao felt that he needed to strengthen his skills, so he specially learned makeup techniques for a week. This thing is actually very practical. Now Jiang Hao looks like a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Smack it."

Jiang Hao slapped the door knocker.

It was still the young woman. Jiang Hao had seen her at noon. When the woman saw Jiang Hao, she was stunned, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, I'm Mr. Sergio's driver, come and get him something." Jiang Hao said in a deep voice, his voice very much like a man in his forties.

The woman was a little stunned, "Driver, why haven't I seen you before? He doesn't seem to have thrown anything here."

"I just joined the company less than a week. Sergio put some things in your place. I put them down before. Mr. Sergio is very busy now, so let me come and pick them up." Jiang Hao said.

“What is it?”

"Bank passbook."

The two of them came to the bedroom. Jiang Hao glanced around and found that there was indeed a wooden box on it. He reached out to take off the wooden box and opened it to see how many documents there were, and there was a passbook under it.

After seeing the passbook, the woman was a little upset and thought, why didn't she pay attention? If she knew that there was a passbook here, she could use the money to have fun, so why should she serve an old man?

"Goodbye."

Jiang Hao left with his passbook without saying nonsense.

The woman didn't give it to her, and sat on the sofa and watched Jiang Hao leave.

Back in the car, he took out his passbook and looked carefully. It was indeed marked with 50,000 lira. Jiang Hao put the passbook in his pocket and drove to a bank in Florence, showed the passbook, told the salesperson the password, and successfully withdrew 50,000 lira cash.

After getting it, Jiang Hao was very happy, and now he has started capital.

When I returned to my place of residence, I rented it. Apart from some clothes, it was his previous paintings, but no one appreciated those paintings, and they were piled up in the corners with spider silk.

I quickly sorted out a package and stuffed the things I needed to bring into it. When I was about to go out, I remembered another thing and found a note, which read: "Please go to the xxx factory to pick up Sergio home. He may not like the environment there. Remember, it is under licorice."

At this moment, the sky was over. Jiang Hao returned to Sergio's mistress and knocked on the door. When the woman opened the door and saw the man who came in the afternoon, she asked, "It was Sergio who asked you to come again. Is there anything else?"

Jiang Hao smiled and handed a note to the woman, saying, "This is Mr. Sergio's letter. By the way, he asked me to tell you that if he doesn't come back tonight, you can take a break."

After saying that, Jiang Hao turned around and left.

The woman muttered, "It's really inexplicable."

I returned to the house with the note and listened to the music boredly. Time passed by minute by minute. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, but Sergio still didn't come back. "It's not that I'm going back to my own home, huh, next time, I will force him to divorce his wife, otherwise I won't let him touch him."

Suddenly she thought of the letter sent by the driver in the evening and told herself that if she came back late, she would open it and check it out. The woman then opened the new one. After reading the content above, she was stunned at first, and then screamed.

“Ah~~~”

The woman finally realized that the man she saw in the afternoon was probably a kidnapper.

The woman immediately called the police. Two hours later, the police found the poor Mr. Sergio under the hay outside the abandoned factory. Mr. Sergio was so scared that he was deserted and cried when he saw the police.

"Is my money still there? Tell me if my money still there, okay?" Sergio said crying.

"I'm afraid it's gone, the money on that passbook has been taken away."

Ga~~

Mr. Sergio directly took it.

Jiang Hao had already driven out of Florence in that car. He was already a hundred kilometers away, galloping on the road in the night wind, singing a cheerful Italian song in his mouth.

It is estimated that the cute Mr. Sergio has been rescued. He is such a cute guy. He gave him 50,000 lira and also included a scooter to solve all the troubles of Jiang Hao.

As for the police pursuit, let’s forget it. It’s 1940 now, but there is no such thing as a camera. He escaped from Florence. How could the police know where he went? Even if they know, they might not be able to chase him. Even if they catch up, they might not be able to find it. After all, they don’t have any photos of Jiang Hao. Even if they find Jiang Hao, they might not be able to catch him. Jiang Hao will teach the police a profound lesson.

Another town appeared in front of him. The town is quite large. It is already past ten o'clock in the evening. He needs a break. What's important is that his car is almost out of gas.

When he found a hotel, the boss opened the room. Jiang Hao handed the key to the other party, took out 50 lira and said, "Come on, and then please prepare a dinner for me."

Then he took out another 10 lira and handed it to the boss, "This is a tip."

The boss smiled and took the tip: "No problem, I will fill up the car and let you travel smoothly tomorrow. I will ask my wife to prepare a dinner for you and take it to your room twenty minutes later."

There are not many special gas stations in this era, and most hotels have gas services, which can save a lot of trouble.

Had dinner,

The door was knocked again, and Jiang Hao put his pistol under the pillow in a wary manner. It was not a safe time now.

"Come in."

The boss came in with a cup of coffee and asked ambiguously, "Sir, should a woman come with the bed tonight?"

Direct enough.

After saying that, he snapped his fingers and a woman appeared at the door, wearing an extremely exposed gauze dress and blew a kiss to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao almost vomited.

This distorted figure, his rough appearance, and his artificial movements made him feel nauseous and almost spit out the things he had just eaten.

"No need, I just want to have a good sleep." Jiang Hao said firmly.

The woman's smile calmed down, she snorted and turned around and left. The boss spread his hands awkwardly: "Okay, good night."

The door was locked, the travel bag containing the money was placed on the bedside table, and the pistol was placed under the pillow. Jiang Hao slept beautifully.

The next morning, Jiang Hao had breakfast in the hotel and checked the car. The fuel was indeed full, so he continued to set off on the road.

Although it is a war period, the war has not affected Italy's mainland, and the situation in Italy is still stable. Although he saw two Luka on the way, Jiang Hao was not inspected.

The soldiers with guns were leaning against each other and smoking casually, just checking and letting go.
Chapter completed!