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Caesar was in a bar. No one dared to disturb him. Only a few pretty girls came to pour him wine.
Not long after, a person came over and dismissed the girls, saying, "I'll talk to him."
Caesar looked up, thinking that it was someone who didn't know what was good for him, but he saw Dulson.
He waved his hand at the girls and said, "Go."
Dulson sat across from him and opened a bottle. It was an expensive red wine. It was probably sold on the black market by a collector.
"I need to take it back." Caesar stopped him, feeling sorry for him.
Dulson had already opened the bottle and poured himself a glass. After finishing it, he said, "Let's not waste time. How's the information on the Morgan family going?"
Caesar hurriedly snatched the remaining red wine bottle. This bottle was worth 100,000 USD. In China, it was a luxury item worth millions of RMB. It wasn't that Caesar was stingy, but there wasn't much wine in the world. One less bottle meant there would be no more. It wasn't something money could solve.
"Tell me first, did you log into that account?" Caesar asked.
"Let's not talk about that first. Give me all the information you prepared," Dulson said.
"What? You want to kill everyone in the Morgan family by yourself? Don't even think about it. I'm in the intelligence business, and I know that the Morgan family has built a military area around them. Every member is surrounded by top fighters from the City of Sin. You're good at escaping, but you can't beat them. That's all we have left. Bnehamin and Stenson are still inside. I'll think of a way to get them out. Don't go in again. I've already discussed it with the four gangs. We'll deploy together. "
Dulson grinned. "I know that two bottles of this red wine have entered the black market. If you give me this bottle and the other one, I'll tell you a big piece of news."
"What kind of news can you have? Are you mocking me? I'm in the intelligence business. What good information can you have? If it's something I don't know, I'll be fired. "Caesar snorted.
Dulson shook his head and smiled. "You won't be able to guess my information. Fine, if you're not interested, pretend I didn't come."
With that, Dulson prepared to leave.
Caesar: "Where can I find the other bottle?"
Dulson smiled. "You have to ask yourself. You're in the intelligence business. I don't believe you don't know where the other bottle is."
Caesar was speechless. He had been tricked by Dulson. He really did know!
Dulson walked with his back to Caesar for less than ten steps before Caesar finally said, "Didn't you want information? Why did he leave? "
Still Durson did not turn his head, but his back was to Caesar, and he laughed.
After he walked out of the bar, Caesar stood up, walked to the door, and shouted at Dulson's back, "You win! Say it. "
Dulson yelled at him from across the road, "Email me the information. Someone needs it."
Caesar: "Who wants it?"
Dulson: "Of course it's the account owner. Do you really think I was the one who did it? Where would I get the password? "
Caesar's eyes widened, and he was about to run over when a car sped over and almost hit him. Caesar could only stand there and ask Dulson excitedly, "Are you serious? It's not April Fool's today? "
Dulson made a "two" gesture. "Remember my two bottles. Get ready to work. He said he's going to fulfill his promise."
Caesar's face was filled with ecstasy. His body trembled with excitement, and his blood boiled.
"Tell him to be on standby!"
A car drove across the road. After it left, Caesar could no longer see Dulson. He had disappeared.
Caesar's smile was still on his face. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed.
That kind of arrogance, that kind of unscrupulousness, brought him back to when he was a guest.
He walked back on the road, and he couldn't stop laughing.
The people on the road looked at him and said, "This guy is so arrogant."
"Last time, someone got drunk and laughed like this on this street, and he was beaten to death. The next day, I saw his body in the suburbs."
"If you beat this guy up, you'll be dead in the suburbs the next day."
"He doesn't seem to care about the 1.5 billion bounty on his head. Isn't he afraid that someone will suddenly come and kill him?"
"Because he's a guest! Have you ever seen a guest be afraid of anyone? They even dare to fight against the Americans. In their eyes, what else is there to be afraid of? "
"He's really strong when he's so carefree."
"To be honest, if I was a guest, I'd be even more arrogant than him."
"It's an insult to the guest that people like you can join!"
“.....”
At the same time.
The guest's account updated again. It said, "Many people seem to have forgotten about us. It's time to jump out."
As expected.
Just as the netizens had guessed, the guest was going to cause trouble.
However, in Morgan's bedroom, the Patriarch looked at the report and then at the genetic death report on the table. He laughed coldly. "A bunch of jumping clowns. Bluffing. Do you think you can scare me like this? Two people who could threaten me are dead. How can you fight me? "
At this moment, a call from the British Royal Palace came.
After Chief Morgan picked up, William asked anxiously, "Sir, are you sure we're going to be fine? I have a feeling that the guest will come again. We have to solve that account. "
"Don't worry. The royal family is used to being afraid of that devil. But he's already dead. As long as you listen to me, I can restore the royal family to its former glory. I'll get the CEO of the social media company to close that account."
"Okay, I'm relieved." After hanging up, the butler beside William said worriedly, "King, there's something I don't know if I should say."
"I know what you want to say, but that person has been defeated. Now, it's Morgan's world. What else can I do? Do you want the royal family to be destroyed by my hands? "William laughed bitterly.
The butler said, "But I feel that the Queen's judgment is definitely correct. If that person isn't dead, then the royal family will really be destroyed!"
"No, no one can survive such a catastrophe unless they're God!" William said. "Also, butler, aren't you getting old? Don't call me the Queen. I've been the King for half a year. If you can't distinguish your priorities, then resign. "
The butler sighed. "It seems that I'm indeed getting old. The reason I'm staying is to carry out the Queen's last wish and assist you, King. Now that you've gone against her wishes and chosen to cooperate with the Morgan family, if I continue to assist you, I'll be letting down the Queen. I'm willing to resign."
With that, the butler retreated.
"Get lost!" William snorted.
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