Kaman's words made Joja pause for a moment, then he slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot. Let's have a meal first, and after that, we can enjoy the pleasure of unboxing. These are spoils of war, and everyone who participated in the battle has a share!"

Dorian felt a bit uncomfortable and avoided Kaman's gaze. Then he took out a wallet and a watch from his pocket and placed them honestly on the sofa.

The atmosphere at the dining table was lively because of the presence of a lady, so the men spoke more reservedly.

After Dorian adapted to the atmosphere at the dining table, he was able to actively engage in conversation and liven up the atmosphere. Unfortunately, the content of his chat always revolved around football and food, which no one at the table was interested in.

It was well known why Joja wasn't interested, let alone the others. Kaman had lived for so long without even seeing what a pizza looked like.

Halfway through the meal, Joja noticed that the atmosphere was a bit dull, so he opened the conversation and looked at Dorian, saying, "Have you thought of a code name for yourself? Regardless of the outcome of our trip to Italy, you are now part of our team. You need to come up with a nickname for yourself. I'm sure you understand the reason."

Dorian was stunned for a moment, then curiously said, "Isn't a nickname usually given by others? The reason there are no wrong nicknames is because they are impressions others have of you."

Joja was a perceptive person when it came to social situations. As soon as he heard Dorian's words, he regretted it a bit and realized that this guy's previous nickname must not have been very pleasant. Otherwise, at this moment, he should have mentioned his previous nickname and made a slight modification to become his new code name, instead of trying to let everyone name him based on their first impression.

Looking at Dorian's slightly awkward expression, Joja smiled and said, "What was your code name in the past when you were in the Leatherhead Gang?"

Dorian, upon hearing this, uncomfortably shifted his chair and said, "Well, my former comrades called me 'The Opener'. You know my expertise, after all, I'm the best assault soldier."

Joja knew at a glance that this guy was lying, but before he could speak, Erica, who had even lower emotional intelligence, said in a teasing tone, "This guy is lying. I've studied microexpression psychology..."

As Erica clasped her hands together and rested her chin on them, she stared at Dorian and said, "You don't want everyone to know your previous nickname, huh... Your physique is great, and you look good. If it's a nickname related to appearance, you definitely wouldn't mind, right? Hmm, you've been trying to strike up conversations with ladies and are willing to engage in other people's topics. This shows that you have an outgoing and cheerful personality, which is an advantage. So your nickname should have nothing to do with your personality. What could it be..."

While Erica was speaking, she kept her eyes fixed on Dorian's eyes. When she noticed that Dorian was slightly nervous, she quickly followed up, saying, "There are many sources for nicknames, but excluding the first two, they are generally because you did something stupid that your friends saw, or there is some physical defect..."

As Erica looked at Dorian, whose eyes were slightly downturned, she said like a charlatan, "It's because of a physical defect! Tsk tsk, your physique looks good, and being able to join the Leatherhead Gang means you don't have any obvious physical disabilities. So what could it be?"

Seeing Erica's flamboyant gaze turning towards him, Dorian uncomfortably crossed his legs and raised his hand to the people around him with an annoyed expression, saying, "OK, OK, my nickname is 'The Opener'. Don't look at me like that. There's nothing wrong with my body."

At this point, Joja didn't want to pursue the matter any further, because it was obvious that Dorian's words were insincere. If he continued to question, it would be a bit embarrassing for him.

Joja kicked Erica's chair leg forcefully, which was still in the charlatan pose, and waved his hand, saying, "Let's eat..."

Dorian didn't feel too happy when he saw everyone let him off the hook, because it was not easy for anyone to quickly integrate into a team.

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The boss was polite to him, but as a result, everyone else became distant, which was not a good sign.

There were many ways to break this situation, but Dorian was eager to integrate into the team as soon as possible because it was really difficult to get along with Kaman and Nis, who happened to be the core of the team.

Kaman, the old man, seemed to look down on him, and Nis had a naturally cold personality. Apart from the boss, Antar and Ayou, she seemed polite to everyone but rarely engaged in conversation.

Dorian didn't think too much in this slightly awkward situation. He awkwardly fidgeted in his chair and muttered inaudibly, "What?"

Joja didn't hear clearly, so he subconsciously asked.

Facing the gazes of the people around him, Dorian helplessly spread his hands and said, "This is the nickname my comrades gave me..."Dorian seemed to loosen up a bit as he spoke, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands.

"But I must clarify, my abilities are normal, I've verified it, and it's enough for a man, right?"

Compared to the sympathetic expressions on the faces of the other men, the usually cold Nis snorted, and the food in her mouth sprayed out from her nose.

Joja helplessly flicked off a piece of vegetable leaf from his thigh, then looked at Nis, whose face was flushed red, and said, "We shouldn't laugh at others, right?"

As he spoke, Joja kicked Erica, who was laughing so hard that he could hardly breathe, and said disdainfully, "You're all well-equipped, but is it useful?"

After saying that, Joja didn't give Erica a chance to retort. He looked at Dorian, who had completely relaxed, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we're not the kind of people who make fun of friends.

You should think of a nickname for yourself."

Just as Dorian was about to nod, he heard Kaman say, "Let's call him Elephant, I think it suits him."

At first, Joja didn't react. But when Muto and Ayou started to grin and laugh, he took out his phone to check something, then clapped his hands and laughed, "That's it, Elephant, haha..."

Dorian, who had just revealed his shortcomings, looked at Kaman, who was smiling, and spread his hands, "OK, I don't mind."

Dorian didn't want to dwell on this topic. Having a nickname was satisfying enough for him. After all, not everyone knew the meaning behind it. Having a catchy nickname was enough when you're out and about, what else do you need?

He stood up and walked over to the sofa, picking up his confiscated wallet and watch, and said, "The wallet belongs to that English broker, and the watch was on a Mori family member.

In addition to cash, the wallet also contains a room card for the Zuba Hotel and a safe key.

You guys said that the English broker is a spy from the military intelligence department, so he must have left some useful things where he stayed, so I think it's quite valuable.

I've seen this watch somewhere before, it's a great piece, so I brought it back.

Take a look, if anyone wants it, I can teach you how to use it."