Local time, 2:00 pm.

Yan Xiaobei and Octavell arrived at the godfather's nest.

The place where the bloodthirsty lion Scarlett, the godfather of Birmingham, lives is naturally the most luxurious area in Birmingham, and it is no less than the manor of Octavere.

The huge villa has swimming pools, gardens, fountains, artificial lakes, suspended corridors, and even horse houses, racecourses, helicopter landing platforms, and airplane tracks.

The luxury of rich people is emitted inadvertently.

Yan Xiaobei noticed that the angel fountain was as white as jade, but its wings were golden, and all the feathers were made of gold. The golden feathers were extremely dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes.

"How rich is this guy?" Yan Xiaobei whispered.

Octavir glanced at the two men in black who were leading the way in front of him and said lightly: "Most of this guy's money comes from bad sources, very dark, and very rich. Among the seventeen banks that were robbed, three banks were opened by him. How much do you think he costs?"

Those who open banks are all Kuan Ye, and after looking at the three banks, Kuan Ye’s who are Kuan Ye among Kuan Ye.

Yan Xiaobei nodded in a clear way, glanced across the villa, thinking that he should rob the rich and help the poor. In this era when he had money to travel all over the world and could not move forward without money, he also needed a lot of money to buy raw materials if he wanted to make magic weapons.

Even a good wife can't cook without rice, let alone him.

If you don’t have money to buy raw materials, all magic weapons are flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

Entering the villa, the rich godfather received Octavere in the lobby of the villa. Yan Xiaobei was just accompaniment, and he was not in his eyes at all.

"Welcome, Miss Irving."

This can be seen from the other party's attitude that the godfather did not even look at him, and completely regarded Yan Xiaobei as an optional passerby.

A mysterious voice spoke, "A such a domineering guy will definitely not live long."

Yan Xiaobei responded, "I decided that from today on, he will be my ATM. I will get some original funds from him to complete my magic weapon."

He was also furious in his heart by this domineering guy.

When meeting with Western etiquette, you have to hug me, but Octavell was not prepared to let this bloody guy hug her. After hiding ingeniously, he said, "Mr. Scarlett, we are here this time to interview you. You are the most famous banker in the city."

Scarlet's eyelids twitched slightly and laughed: "Very welcome, Miss Irving, let's sit down and chat."

"Okay." Octavele nodded.

The guest of the division sat on the sofa, Octavell put on a business look and took out a recorder from his pocket, "Can the interview begin?"

"Of course, if there is any problem, please ask, Miss Irving."

"Thank you, Mr. Scarlett, I have only one purpose today. What do you think about the robbery of seventeen banks in the city this morning?"

"Bold and act recklessly." When talking about this, Scarlett's pupils flashed with a strong murderous aura. "This group of people is lawless and extremely evil. I suggest that the police in this city should arrest these criminals as soon as possible, bring them to justice, and shoot them all."

Yan Xiaobei guessed that if it weren't for his three banks being robbed, this domineering godfather would never have been so angry. He would have been so unrelated to his own affairs. He would definitely be such a person.

"So Mr. Scarlett, who do you think this group of people are, and why do you rob so many banks in this city?" asked Octavell.

"How do I know who they are? Because the police are even more clear than me, there must be a shocking secret for why so many banks are robbed so far."

The mysterious voice said, "Although this guy is domineering, he has a brain."

Yan Xiaobei said: "He has been killed without brains. He is the godfather of the local gangster and the dominant family. No one in Birmingham can match him. Such a person naturally has brains. Even if he doesn't have brains, there are still a group of brains who give advice for him."

The mysterious voice said again: "This guy is the boss of the gangster. He must have obtained a lot of good things. You can expand your divine thoughts and see if he has collected magic weapons."

"There are magic weapons here too?" Yan Xiaobei was a little surprised. Magic weapons are so valuable?

"I don't know, I just let you see, maybe there is, maybe not." The mysterious voice said: "This guy's original capital accumulation is too bloody, and he has obtained no less than the noble family."

Yan Xiaobei thought so.

The history of every godfather's fortune is a bloody and tears story. He stepped on everyone's corpses and gained bloody capital. He had all kinds of antiques, but may not be without magic weapons.

He let go of his divine thoughts and slowly swept across the villa.

Octavell and Scarlett were talking, and the bodyguards around him were all in all directions, and no one noticed Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts.

No, there is another person.

When Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts swept through a room on the second floor of the villa, a woman lying on the bed suddenly sat up, looked around in horror, and shouted: "Who is here, who is here."

Yan Xiaobei and the mysterious voice couldn't help but exclaim lightly at the same time.

"Betty, she can actually feel my divine thoughts." Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts were invisible and silent, and ordinary people could not detect them at all. Even if they were keen superheroes, only a small number of people could feel Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts.

"This woman is not simple." said the mysterious voice.

"I know."

"This woman can detect your divine thoughts, which means that her soul is very strange and stronger than ordinary people's souls. She must have unknown opportunities." The mysterious voice said, "You go up and take a look."

Yan Xiaobei also found it interesting. During the observation of divine thoughts, Betty Scarlett quickly calmed down, turned over from the bed, landed his feet on the ground, walked to the desk in the room, and took out an M13 pistol from the drawer.

Then, she hid in the corner of the room, holding her breath, as if waiting for something.

If someone breaks in at this time, he will never see her, and Betty can see who is rushing in at the first time and choose whether to shoot.

Be cautious, bold and careful.

Yan Xiaobei couldn't help but be attracted by this woman.

"This woman is very qualified," said the mysterious voice. "You shouldn't mind having such a helper."

"You want me to regain her." Yan Xiaobei was a little moved. Before he could grow up completely, a good helper could indeed save himself a lot of trouble.

Superheroes are alone, but when they encounter enemies they cannot deal with, they will unite. The Justice League of America, the Avengers, S.H.I.E.D., etc. are all products in this situation.

He exuded a divine thought, hypnotizing Octavere, Scarlett, and the nearby bodyguards, implying that they ignored themselves, and then walked openly past several people and stepped up the stairs.

Octavele's interview continued, Scarlett answered questions with selective answers, the bodyguards were fully focused, and no one noticed anything was wrong. Yan Xiaobei smiled softly and followed the stairs to the door of Betty on the second floor.

Slap... The knock on the door sounded.

"...Who is it?" Betty was silent for a while before asking vigilantly.

"It's me, I'm Zhuang, Miss Betty."

"Zhuang?" Betty was a little surprised. She heard Yan Xiaobei's voice, but instead opened the door, she asked: "Why did you come to our house, Zhuang."

"The editor-in-chief asked Oveer to interview your father, I came with Oveer."

Betty frowned and thought, her chest slumped, and she hesitated for a few seconds. She held her pistol tightly, walked to the door and opened a thin slit. After confirming that Yan Xiaobei was standing at the door, she opened the door.

"Zhuang, it's really you."

"It's me." Yan Xiaobei nodded.

"Come in." Betty took a step back and made way out. Yan Xiaobei walked in, a gun silently pressed against the back of his head, and a sound of closing the door came from behind him.

"Miss Betty?"

"The person I felt just now is you, Zhuang."

"Yes, it's me."

"Who are you? Zhuang! Why do you want to monitor me? What method are you monitoring me?" Betty opened the insurance and touched the back of Yan Xiaobei's head. The cold muzzle was like the sickle of the god of death, which made people shudder.

"You are very qualified, Miss Betty."

The mysterious voice just now told Yan Xiaobei that ordinary people who have not practiced can feel divine thoughts, and their souls must be different from ordinary people. If such people practice, they will definitely make progress as if they are flying.

They are humans who are naturally suitable for practice.

Only one person will appear in ten thousand people, which can be said to be one in a thousand. But if a person like Betty is not ten thousand, it may not be possible to appear in ten thousand people.

Choose one in a million.

Yan Xiaobei was thinking about how to subdue this woman and take it for himself.

When the tiger's body shook, Yan Xiaobei would not expect the turtle's aura and had to come up with a good solution.

"Good and powerful are the king." The mysterious voice was very clear about this and pointed out Yan Xiaobei, "You first use divine thoughts to control the woman's body, make her feel desperate, let her understand your majesty, and then give her some benefits. This is kindness, and gratitude and powerful are all invincible."

Yan Xiaobei nodded, showed off a certain amount of spiritual thought, and easily controlled Betty's body.

She couldn't believe that her body betrayed her thoughts. She not only knelt in front of Yan Xiaobei, but also held the pistol in her hand, raised it above her head, and presented it to Yan Xiaobei.

"I...what the hell is this magic?"
Chapter completed!