Ministry of Defense of F, Le Drion Office.

A beautiful woman in a neat bun and wearing a tight hip-packed skirt gently knocked on the door of Le Drion's office, Miss Alice, the confidant secretary of Le Drion.

"Come in." Le Drion's rigorous voice rang out from inside the door.

Alice pushed the door and walked in, then took the door with a "click".

With a charming smile, Miss Alice twisted her waist and walked towards Le Drion's desk in an elegant model step. Then she thrust her body slightly forward. The collar of the shirt that deliberately opened a button showed the "career line" that could fascinate most men in the world.

"Minister, this is a document that needs to be signed by you." Unlike the sweet or crisp voice of ordinary women, Miss Alice's voice has a magnetic hoarseness. However, this hoarseness is different from the slight and rough hoarseness unique to men. This makes Alice's voice more charming because of the hoarseness of men. When it comes to ears, it is like a small feather constantly scratching your heart, making your whole body crisp.

"Please be here..." Alice leaned her jade arm gently on Lederion's desk, and gently stroked the folder with her jade fingers depicting Kodan. The already extremely confusing voice added a bit of ambiguous color, "Signature."

Looking at the content written on the folder, Lederion's eyelids twitched, and his body, which had been sitting straight, leaned forward, looking like he was looking at the contents of the file, but his eyes were stuck in the white soft pancreas. He reached out to take Alice's folders, and then gently touched the delicate little hand, but he still said with a cautious expression: "Okay, I understand. But I need to modify it here."

"Yes, Minister!" Alice walked to Le Drion and whispered to him about something.

If you look from the outside, Alice and Le Drion's actions are nothing different from ordinary work discussions, of course, the premise is that you have to ignore someone's trotters wandering on Miss Alice's long legs wrapped in black stockings, and the seemingly serious but somewhat unpleasant discussion.

The temperature in the office seemed to be rising. Just as Le Drion couldn't help but want to get to the "point of the topic", the phone on his desktop suddenly rang. Miss Alice stood up straight and took a step away, and stood farther away with great sensibility. Alice also ambiguously slapped the red lips like a flame as a return gift to Le Drion. Le Drion became much more comfortable all of a sudden. This is why he liked and trusted Alice. She was smart and savvy, knew what she should do, and always kept her duty.

"Damn it, which guy is ignorant?" Turning his eyes back to his phone, Lederion couldn't help but curse. If it weren't for the fact that the person who knew this phone was either his immediate boss or his absolute confidant, he would have hung up the phone directly.

Despite this, Le Drion, who was depressed in his heart, could not help but squint his eyes dangerously, hoping that the guy who called could have enough reasons to convince him, otherwise he would let the guy know how terrible a man who could not fully express himself.

But when Le Drion saw the number displayed on his phone, his face changed instantly. This was a number without a name. This was an occupational disease. Just in case, Le Drion would never fall on paper just in case, and of course it was even more impossible to remember it in his phone. At this time, the series of numbers on the mobile phone that Le Drion had already been familiar with made him understand instantly where the phone came from.

So in Miss Alice's incredible eyes, Le Drion staged a famous Sichuan opera face change in our country, and instantly turned from various rigorous expressions to a terrifying look. Even though he knew that the other party could not see his performance, Le Drion could not help but stand up respectfully and connected his phone with the most pious expression.

Can he be careless and undesirable? You should know that the person on the other end of the phone is the "dark world" giant in F country, the controller of the romantic capital "dark world", a powerful blood count, and the biggest backer for him to sit firmly on the chair under his butt. Can he not hold it?

"Hello, respect..."

"Lederion, you did a good thing!" Before Lederion could finish calling, a voice with a clear fury came from the other end of the phone.

"Your Excellency, I..." Lederion's face turned pale. He didn't know what he had done. It actually caused such anger from that priest, but one thing is certain, that is, he must find a way to calm the anger of that priest as soon as possible, otherwise he...

"Who gave you the courage to kidnap my distinguished guest! Are you trying to rebel?" Earl Dracula said in a cold voice.

What? Kidnapping the distinguished guest of your honor?! The site of Leon Leon did not jump three feet high, wronged, wronged! This is really a huge injustice! The distinguished guest of that great guest, for God, isn't right, for Satan's sake, it's too late to protect him, how could he kidnap him? Who? Who put this shit on his head, he would definitely not spare that damn guy! But that's not the most important, the most important thing is that he must convince the honor that he has never done such a big rebellious thing.

"Please listen to my explanation, I don't..." Le Drion said hurriedly.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation." Count Dracula interrupted Le Drion again, "You'd better go and find your fool named Jack now and let him release the person for me quickly! And you'd better pray that the noble lady was not hurt even a little! And get her understanding, otherwise, believe me, the consequences will never be what you want to see."

"Jack? Yes, yes, I'll go now!" Lederion hurriedly replied. Oh my God, what did that fool Jack do?! How did he mess with this person like this!

"You better do it quickly, Lederion, know that this angered my father, the great Prince Donald. What does it mean, I think you know..." A more serious threat came from the other end of the phone. Lederic felt a chill in his heart, his feet softened, and he fell back to his chair.

This, this, is this the hell out of the sky? What did that idiot Jack do?! It turns out that there is no worst, only worse! What did Count Dracula say just now? The matter has been exposed to Prince Donald, and the prince is very annoyed. Damn it, just one Count Dracula is enough to push him over. Now there is a Prince Donald, wait, it is Prince Donald, Oh my God... Lederion couldn't help but moan, and now he realized what the name represents.

"Der, De, Delaku, Kurab, Count, you, you mean, this matter, Your Excellency Prince..." While speaking, the "kick, ki" sound of fighting between teeth was clearly heard, but even so, Le Drion, who was already scared to death, could not help but ask again with one-tenth of hope.

"That noble lady is my distinguished guest of my father! So, what do you think?" Earl Dracula's rebellious question directly made Le Drion's heart, which had already sunk to the bottom of the valley, fall a little further.

"Your Excellency Earl, I think I can explain this matter..." He said with an explanation, but at this moment, Le Drion's mind was covered in mud, and he didn't know what he was saying or what he was explaining.

Fortunately, Count Dracula did not want to listen to his explanation, so before Le Drion could finish his words, Count Dracula interrupted him directly.

"Okay, I said you don't need to explain to me now! What you should do now is to immediately notify your idiots, and then apologize to our most honorable guests and obtain her understanding! And..." Earl Dracula's voice suddenly filled with murderous aura, and he heard Le Drion's vest cool, "You'd better pray that the noble lady has not been hurt, otherwise, believe me, the consequences are definitely not something you can bear! You must know that this noble lady, even our great prince, must give in to three points."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'll also inform you, but I'll rush over and apologize to the lady. Earl, please, please believe that this must be a mistake..." Lederion responded hurriedly, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up "click". "Your Excellency, Earl Dracula..." Lederion still shouted unwillingly, hoping that the phone was just a short signal, but unfortunately, the "hang-up" page that appeared on the mobile phone screen shattered his hopes.

The phone slid from Le Drion's palm, and fell to the ground with a "click!", and the screen was blacked out.

Oh my God, what did that damn idiot Jack do? At this time, Lederion only felt dark in front of him, his whole body trembled. The pale face probably wasn't as good as those guys lying in the refrigerator of the funeral home. If possible, Lederion really wished he could close his eyes and faint now, but how could he not? No, should he say he dare?

Let Prince Donald be regarded as a guest of honor and give in three points, alarming Count Dracula himself to call... What a noble person, damn, damn, damn!!! What is that guy Jack doing? Even if he wants to die, don't take him with him! There is no cover on the Seine, just jump down!

"Alice!" Le Drion raised his head suddenly, with a face full of visceral voice, gritted his teeth.

"Yes, yes! Minister, what are your instructions?" Alice, who had been standing aside, but she wanted to be invisible, shivered, but knew that she could never escape, so she still responded with a thorn.

You should know that as Le Drion's confidential secretary, one of Le Drion's most trusted subordinates and his "close" friend, Alice knows this elegant and graceful minister, who speaks and acts seriously and has a good reputation in the public. Just like what Lao Ma once said - "Capital comes to the world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and dirty things." Like this, people who are political, especially those who can still sit in high positions and hold power, have a lot of hearts that are not black?

Even if there is such a strange existence, it will definitely not be her immediate boss. At this time, Le Drion's state was still the only one Alice saw in her life. Although the content she heard was limited, it is not difficult to analyze some points with Alice's clever brain. Based on Alice's understanding of Le Drion, he is absolutely in an extremely dangerous state. In other words, Le Drion is now a big powder keg, and it is also a powder keg that may explode at any time. If you don't pay attention, you may blow the people around you to pieces. Therefore, Alice understands very well that for the sake of her life, facing Le Drion at this time, she should not do anything except obedience and obedience.

"Help me answer Jack's phone." After seeing that his phone could no longer be turned on, Lederion smashed the phone underground and ordered directly.

"Yes, sir." Picking up the landline phone on the desktop, Alice dialed the phone directly to Jack's office.

"Mr. Minister, no one answered." After a while, Alice replied in a low voice.

"Where is the phone?" Lederion growled.

"I've also called it, but no one answered it."

"What about the office next to him? What about Nicholas, what about the other idiots? Any one is OK, as long as you can find that damn idiot Jack immediately. Do I need me to teach you this?" Lederion suddenly raised his head and roared at Alice. His wide, silky eyes made him seem to want to swallow Alice alive.

"Yes, I'll call again soon." Alice shivered, hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Le Drion again. So Alice dialed one word after another. However, I don't know if God was deliberately trying to make an opponent with Alice, either no one answered the call or didn't know where Jack was now.
Chapter completed!