Because there are heroic spirits in the manor, Yan Xiaobei gave up on his plan to sneak in.

If the hero was discovered by the hero during the infiltration, it would be bad if he caused any trouble. He turned into a thirty-year-old unshaven uncle and swayed and pressed the doorbell of the manor.

"Who is it?" A cute voice came out of the doorbell.

"I'm Oveer's friend."

"Miss Oveer? OK, please wait a moment."

The footsteps gradually left, and a few minutes later, Yan Xiaobei heard a footsteps coming back.

"Who are you? Is there anything you need to do with me?" It was undoubtedly Octavere's voice.

"Oh, it's me." Yan Xiaobei said.

"Zhuang... Is it yours? You're okay, you're a farm. Don't go away. Wait, I'll pick you up right away!"

Yan Xiaobei waited at the door for a while, and Octavier soon ran out of the manor, took Yan Xiaobei to the manor, and returned to the villa in the center of the manor.

In the hall, the female knight was sitting on the sofa drinking black tea in armor. When she saw Octaveer bringing Yan Xiaobei in, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, but our Ovrey finally grew up."

Octavell's face turned red and he hurriedly defended: "It's not as you thought, okay? You've misunderstood."

"Is that?" Although he said that, his expression was not the case at all.

"Ally, if you laugh like this, I will really turn against you." She rushed towards the blonde female knight in anger. The two of them were fighting together, not caring about Yan Xiaobei on the side at all.

Yan Xiaobei had no choice but to find a seat to sit down.

After a while of fighting, Octaveer realized Yan Xiaobei, hurriedly pushed away the female knight, coughed a few times, and said, "Let me introduce it. This is my cousin, Ally Irving, my uncle's daughter, this is my savior, Zhuang Mingge from the East, Ally, you can call him Zhuang."

"Hello, Zhuang."

"Yeah, hello, Miss Irving." Yan Xiaobei nodded.

"Just call me Ellie. You are Weier's savior, and there is no need to be polite." The female knight said openly, showing her generous side.

This is a completely different side from Octavir.

For some men with special hobbies, the lethality of female knights is not ordinary.

...

Local time, at exactly 5:00 pm.

Mr. Scarlett, the godfather of Birmingham, came to a hotel, and the owner of the hotel called [Traveler] is himself.

This is one of his methods of laundering money.

"Boss, we have caught that guy." As soon as Scarlet entered the door, a confidant hurried over. "Now we are locking him in room 301, and someone is greeting him well."

"Yeah, did you get anything from his mouth?"

"Just got a little bit, now we're sure, these guys are American."

The two of them said as they walked, entering the elevator, and pressed the button on the third floor.

"How did you catch him?" Scarlett asked.

"It's very simple. When we found this guy, he didn't know who he had offended and was knocked unconscious on the ground. I asked the doctor to check it. It was nothing serious. It was a slight concussion. Not long after he woke up, the news dug out was a little less. But don't worry, boss, you know the best of our methods. Even the Iron Man, we can knock on his mouth."

Scarlett's confidant slapped his chest and almost sweared to make a promise.

"Yeah." Scarlett nodded slightly. The more angry he was, the more stable his expression was. "What else can I find?"

"That's all for now." The confidant whispered.

He knew very well that no one could afford this bloodthirsty lion when he was angry. He could cultivate such a confidant at any time. Too many people stared at his position and wanted to replace him.

But the expected rage and swearing at the slightest did not appear. Scarlett said: "I don't blame you this time. The enemy is very strong. Those guys attacked my villa in a blatant way and hacked my defense system. They are not ordinary people, but a group of fierce wolves. The United States... Is it really related to that guy?"

In the last sentence, he murmured to himself, his heart and ears pointed, and he could hear clearly. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately took a breath of cold air, "Boss, are you talking about him..."

"Don't let it go, it's not sure yet." Scarlett's face was not very good, and the haze was heavy.

No one can stay calm in front of that person.

Ding! The elevator opened, the two walked out of the elevator, and a man stood at the door and waited for a long time.

"Boss, come with me." The man led the way in front.

When he arrived at the door of Room 301, he opened the door and walked in, Scarlett saw more than a dozen men staying in the room, with a man with a distorted face kneeling in the middle.

His mouth was blocked and he couldn't make any sound, and he couldn't even make a whimper.

After Scarlet walked in, more than a dozen big men stood up at the same time, lowered their heads, and said in unison: "Boss."

"Yeah, sit down." Scarlett took off his top, took it over and hung it on the hanger.

"Yes, boss." The big men replied.

Scarlett walked over and sat on the sofa and asked, "Have you found anything?"

A dozen big men looked at me, and I looked at you. One of them mustered up the courage and said, "No, this guy is the toughest and he doesn't want to say anything."

Scarlet sneered, "I have seen countless tough guys in my life. No one can speak in front of me. Have you used confession?"

"It doesn't work."

“What about psychedelic fans.”

"This is not yet. The psychedelic fans have a great destruction of their heads. We are afraid of making this guy wrong idiots." A big man replied respectfully.

Scarlet nodded slightly, raised his hand gently, walked over with understanding, and tore off the transparent gelatin from the man's mouth with a twisted face on the ground.

"I don't have much time to spend with you here. I asked you and answered it. After more than three seconds, I didn't answer. I asked someone to chop off one of your fingers. After stomping the fingers, stomping your toes, and after stomping your hands and feet, I cut off a piece of your flesh and slowly cut off all the meat from your body. In the east, this punishment is called... Lingchi!"

The distorted man glared at Scarlett angrily and said, "My name is Hull. If you have any kindness, kill me. My partner will avenge me. If you dare to treat me, they will treat you as much as you wish."

He stared at everyone with his scarlet eyes, "You can't escape. The ** of Birmingham City will be annexed by us one day. We are not comparable to third-rate gangsters like you."

"A third-rate gangster?" Scarlett laughed angrily.
Chapter completed!